Beneath my Bed

Beneath my Bed

A Poem by Angel_Rose1979
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See this is why you shouldn't trust strangers....

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You should have never trusted me,
That's what they all said,
Now you shall see,
Because of this, you will join them beneath my bed.

There you will lie,
In a thick pool of red,
There is no need for you to cry,
You'll soon join them beneath my bed.

A dark unseen figure has you surrounded,
You see a quick silver glint,
Suddenly you are on the ground,
Do you need a hint?

On the ground,
Just as I said,
Slowly you begin to drown,
You'll soon join them beneath my bed,
You too will wear the crown,
As you lie in the pool of red.

Here you lie,
In a pool of red,
A knife between your eyes,
Now you can sleep with the others beneath my bed.

© 2017 Angel_Rose1979


Author's Note

Angel_Rose1979
The bed represents a mass grave. The "dark unseen figure" is a killer. The bed is were all the bodies are hidden. The moral? You should never trust strangers.

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... I prefer caves... less of a mess, and no clean up.
xo FLB

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on February 25, 2017
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Angel_Rose1979
Angel_Rose1979

Cedar City, UT



About
I'm 15, so naturally sometimes my grammar sucks, sorry bout that, but I mostly just write macabre and creepy poetry, sometimes based on mental health, just wanted to be able to put it out there more..

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