It's a warm summers day 
And I'm laughing away 
At my puppy playing on the land
I'm relaxing outside 
With my daughter who's five 
And she's holding a doll in her hand
Her ice cream has gone 
Melted by the sun 
And the remains are on her pink dress
We're all smiling sun rays 
Forgetting the bad days 
And I don't even care about the mess
As the sun starts to go down 
My daughter starts to frown
She says that she doesn't like the dark
She looks behind me and cries
Shields her blue eyes 
And our puppy starts to bark
As I look through the woods
I see nothing but mud 
And follow my daughter inside
I laugh at my girl 
Say her heads in a whirl 
And tonight she can sleep by my side
I shake at the thought
Of what she thinks she saw 
And I turn on the living room light 
 
My daughter said she's not afraid 
Of the little girl called Jane 
Who comes to play every night
" mom she's absolutely fine 
But she wins all the time 
When we're playing hide and seek "
" I have to close my eyes 
Count down from twenty five 
And I'm never allowed to peek "
"Every time I look around 
There's no Jane to be found 
Just a few scratch marks on the floor "
" she's started to cry 
Keeps telling me it's goodbye 
And she can't be my Friend anymore "
" I haven't seen her in weeks 
But she promised she'd meet 
Tonight when the sun goes down "
" I just saw her outside 
But she doesn't look alright 
And there's blood all over her gown "
I look out into the night 
And my body fills with fright 
As I see a weeping child
I look into her eyes 
And am filled will surprise 
As the little girl starts to smile
Without a sound 
She gets on the ground
And crawls along the cold floor
As the pace of the Knocks 
Match the ticking of the clock 
I hear her opening up the door
I cry out loud 
As I see the weeping child 
Enter my daughters soft skin
My little girl cries 
I see the pain in her eyes 
Then suddenly she starts to grin
She's possessed my sweet girl 
And my stomach begins to twirl
As I see she's no longer my child
She pulls out a blade 
Holds it up to her face 
And gives herself a new smile
" why did daddy never come home 
Where did my daddy go 
Is it because he liked to drink "
" if that is so 
To hell I will go 
He must be missing me now I think "
" Jane came to help
Visit daddy in hell 
She said he must be feeling blue "
" Jane is my sister 
But years ago daddy killed her
It's time you knew the truth "
She said she's waited a while 
To have a razor blade smile 
The bitterness of blood I can smell
She takes the razor blade 
Cuts opens her pretty veins 
And takes her self to visit daddy in hell
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- Published: June 18th, 2016 09:52
- Comment from author about the poem: I wrote this during the main healing process when I was seriously struggling with depression. I enjoyed writing and looking back, it shows how low I really was.
- Category: Gothic
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As a 15 year old you should ask your mum whether 5 year olds could be so analytical about their fears and whether they are capable of describing complex events?! The pre school kids are more into drawing.Except you do something else ?! Do you?
I just imagine that if a 5 year old saw their friend outside covered in blood they would be scared
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