The Scarred Face

I walk the abonded trail. Looking for a a soul to steal. It is nothing new. I never really fit in at school. Alone and happy. Never drawn to another. Wishing to roam these trees. Here I feel safe. No one could touch me. There fear overwhelms them. I am the scary witch. Walking with demons and ghosts. There never quite sure. I let them fear me. I find it funny. the joke is on them. The trees are grave. The animals gone. No one travels here. No one but me and the creatures. The ones the darkenss attracks. Theses animals accept and love me. For what I am. Diffrent and quirky. The creatures that feed on huan flesh. Accept me in. They found me long ago. Along there trail. Crying and sad. They tried to scare me. It didnt work. They are know in love with me. Never to be replaced. I am the girl with the horrible scar on my face. From the day I was born. It covers most of my face. The other kids never accepted me. THey always feared me. The creautres took one look. That is when it all changed. They loved and cared for me. So here I live out my days. To walk with the nightmares. Kill anyone who dare screams at my face. I will help or kill. The creauters are hungry. Scream and run and you are there supper. Be nice and kind. I shall save you today. Just rember I am the girl with the scarred face. No one understands. I am a freak of nature. We collect those here. We have those who are scared. The real world doesnt apply. I am the ring leader. Fear me and die. Treat me right and live to see another day. Just dont stay for long. For my creatures are hungry. They will teach you true fear.

Reviews

[Jake Donald Stephens]

This is great! I can actually relate to it in some ways. Being an outcast, and animals being better friends than people. I love the imagination in this poem. Thanks for sharing, and keep at it!

[Dark Rose]

I am glad you enjoyed this. I try to make them relatable. That is my goal. :)