Fourteen Years Dead
Fourteen years old,
he had it all
she was a doll
they spent their time doing ghoulish things
they even buried the bodies of the somewhat strange.
But when playtime was over,
to their evil house they went
to drink the blood of the almost spent.
The taste, the pleasure, the love, the laughter —
a fairytale ever after.
To the cemetery, off they go.
“What are you doing with that shovel drenched in blood?”
“I’m going to bury this girl, yes you’ll see
oh the harm she has done to me:
the pain, the tears, and loss of fear…”
His girlfriend could not bear to see
her lifeless body lay there in the leaves.
Oh what a dreary night,
the moon so full of fright,
so bright it lit up the night.
She stares into the eyes of her lover
the evil in those eyes just took her over
she could not understand, why her man,
was grasping a knife in his hand.
“I love you my dear, but this is for the best
I cannot take much more of this rest
I need to wake,
I need to see
my true self,
for what I am
The knife went in so deep
she has now gone to sleep.
Now he is lost,
he thought he’d change,
though the death of his girlfriend still remains.
He stands at her grave,
tears in his eyes
“Why such evil lies?
You said I’d change,
you said I’d be free!
I’ve killed my girlfriend
now what else is there, for me?”
The ground shakes,
the mud parts
there you see a beating heart.
It’s is his girlfriend alive and well
she took the shovel, and bid him farewell.
“Enough of this pain,
enough of this torture.
You’re awake now.