War

"The man, he walked every night, never to say a word his eyes alone told a story of hatred and mockerey disbelief. I,ve been having drreams about this man he just sits there stairs, on the bench anywhere in the world but only at my life, gone in the day, back by night, a man who is worthy of death, probaly deserves it more than i do, why doesnt he talk is he scared is he mute ?, i just dont know or want to kow, but then it came back it all came back he, he is the one i killed, the one I.....I, back in berlin 1942, it cant be, its been 60 yearss, its not possible, is it, that night, i couldnt sleep remembering all the beautiful screams i caused all the pain and misserey all to my own pleasure, but this man looks like one i killed log ago....and no he is back for his restitution.

Love

I just wanted you to love me, Leonel. Your cute smile, your sweet sense of humor, your innocent aura.
I wanted you.
All of you.

only a bit longer

i only have so long to live, i think

Every thump

Every crack, tack, tweak, twitch, squeak,
every noise makes me flinch
i think it's her
her ghost is comming to get me
DO YOU HEAR ME
MY SOUL CRIES OUT IN FRIGHT AND PAIN, FOR SHE IS COMMING TO GET ME.

What happened after Two.

Then I woke up.
I walked over to my mothers room and killed her.
Then I woke up
I walked over to my mothers room and killed her.
Then I woke up
I walked over to my mothers room and killed her.
Then I woke up
I walked over to my mothers room and killed her.
Then I woke up
I didnt wake up this time. "I'm supposed to wake up now!" i screamed, looking at my mom.
This time, I wasn't dreaming.

After Two.

my hands tasted funny when i woke up in the middle of the night.
mama was wincing in the other room, i could hear her. she sounded like a crying dog sometimes.
it was silly.

my momma got bored sometimes
daddy left a while ago, so she gets lonely
and she told me that daddy and mommy did special things together and that she wanted to do them with me.
and..i agreed
they were scary at first, but she started to do it a lot.
it didn't hurt at first, it just felt weird. then i got used to it and then she brought a thing. it was black and it moved and she put it in my private part. it hurt a lot.

I remember, one night i woke up with mama bleeding from her leg.
i giggled

After

I've always wondered why I woke up with copper tasting, red stuff on my hands..

then, they took me away.

mama bled those nights.

maybe it was me.

she shouldntve done those things to me.

maybe she would still be alive now.

-Paranoia, (short-story idea i had)