Cage

Cage

A Poem by Death Stalker

What did I do?
I groaned toward the iron bars
that glimmered its dull appearance.

POP
it echoes, vibrating in my head
POP
it goes again, a scream trailed after it.

A whiff of gunpowder trailed
from my hands as I started to cry.
As memories started to come around.

Only recently, I was using my piece.
But why or what I was shooting
remains inside my head.

BANG
I slammed on the iron bars with my fist.
"What did I do?"
I screamed, echoes trailed all around.

"You..." The guard sternly looked at me.
"You killed your family,
and everyone at your school."

Grief cackled around me,
sending me back onto the cold metal wall.
I know I did not do it.
But... I know who did.

I thought you don't like then all?
A voice giggled evilly in my head

Lucifer, I let you in this world
to take control of me,
but now... I regretted it.

I looked at the sink, next to the toilet
I picked up my mattress and put it up the
cage walls, where the gate is
 and turned toward the walls with the sink.

I made a fist and rammed the walls on top of the sink,
the wire exposed itself
I grab it and pluck it out
sparks fly everywhere.
I knew what I had to do
to get rid of this demon inside me.

I slammed on the sink,
to break it, and water sprayed everywhere
and flood starting to rise
I grab the wire and stick it into the water.

Heat and Pain took control and made my body
spasm all over, I smiled over my shaking body,
As the pain feeling starts to fade.
NO!
Lucifer screams
and it echoed inside my head
as the pain goes away and darkness
start to take over.

© 2012 Death Stalker


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Ah, i love the whole demon possesion thing, it excites me :) Like how you brought in Lucifer makes people cringe hearing that name. Anyway this is a wicked poem full of awesome murdering and possesion and suicide. Good work :3

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Death Stalker
Death Stalker

Tucson, AZ



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I like to write, any story that lurks into my mind. I've been writing as long as I can remember. It all started with nothing to do, it was nighttime... I was sleeping, I have a vivid dream, that ta.. more..

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