The Exorcist Doll

The Exorcist Doll

A Poem by Siren

Dead black eyes stare out of tilted head

She is not sleeping in her bed

 

Neck bent and twisted all askew

Here comes the priest to make her new

 

Covered in her cracked grey skin

He romances out the demon within

 

Tendrils of smoke seep from those eyes

Where something beyond darkness lies

 

Will she ever be human and free?

Well dear, just you watch and see.

 

© 2012 Siren


Author's Note

Siren
Once again, the product of a tortured mind. Thoughts and reaction?

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=o This is amazing! Pretty creepy, reminds me of the movie, "The Exorcist."
Very well done!

Posted 10 Years Ago


Yeah quite disturbing - I like it :)

Posted 11 Years Ago


scared the crap out of me but it was a thrill to read

Posted 11 Years Ago


My kinda write. Good job. Demented minds think alike.

Posted 11 Years Ago


WoW.. I really like your poem is so spooky. Really Good job!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Siren

11 Years Ago

thanks so much (: nightmares are great for writing inspiration
DarkDaughter

11 Years Ago

x0a00x0ax ;D Hm.. u gave some spooky poem ideas right now thank you girl ;D
Siren

11 Years Ago

always welcome! :D
ok you officailly scared the hell out of me!. this one is great, creepy,chilling and awkwardly beautifulXD. good write

Posted 11 Years Ago


good poem

Posted 11 Years Ago


"the power of christ compels you" i keep thinking of the exorcist...and that really gross and wicked scene with regan and the priest. well done!

Posted 11 Years Ago


Siren

11 Years Ago

I've never actually seen the Exorcist, but it was the only way I could describe the dead doll-faced .. read more

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