Outside my windowA Poem by The Unknown SithOutside my windowOUTSIDE MY WINDOW There's a monster outside my window. He says he can help me die...if I just let him come inside. All cause he heard me wish I didn't feel this pain anymore! He says he can take it all away. Come inside. Slipping under my floor, Creeping under my bed, Slowly seeping into my sleepy head. Dream-awake but, I cant wake up-nightmare. I can feel him standing beside me. Then like a Python he constricts every exiting breath like a weight that lifts, Only to a returning breath with more distress. He mimics till there's no inconsistencies left. Synchronized with twisted tongues of lies. He's inside. The more I try the more I die, the more he comes alive. Till I feel no more. Slowly seeping out of my head. Slipping under my floor, Creeping under my bed, with every word his twisted tongue says. Dead. I'm standing outside my window. Looking at a monster in my bed, that looks like me...smiling back as it waves; so friendly. by the sith unknown weeds Plot: simply put in a plotted prison with brief visitations ...from the sun. A b*****d! I can't leave this place, for I'm rooted. Loved by no one for planting these seeds of division amongst a garden with no sign of Eden. the unknown sith
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StatsAuthorThe Unknown SithMaryville, TNAboutI write in a b*****d style. It entertains my brain. My subject are primarily insane. I like to sometime take a story, idea, policy...and write from the opposing side. I find it very original and satis.. more..Writing
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