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Caught In the Creepshow

It started so savage...at such a very young age No armor of anger to protect me from pain Photographic...taking naked pictures of my nightmare paranoia Can you see through souls just like a dark destroyer? One thousand creeps in my closet all waiting impatiently for the lights to go low Soon they come out to play Silently I scream still nobody hears Never ending were the nights like slow motion suicide...ghouls gather in glee Time is moving way too slow I'm caught in the creepshow Time ticks and tocks...friends and foes pass away Restless are the riders...like pieces of a puzzle...red eyed and rearranged Disturbed and deranged salivating wolves all wait at wishing wells All promising Heaven and paying me with Hell Stuck in a spell...down in the slums on the south side of spiritual I ran like a rat inside the rattlesnakes ritual This heat turns habitual I wake to wickedness saturated in sweat I see a gathering of ghosts and lose my last breath Shadow slaves all smile because nothing is new No way to escape...nowhere to go I'm caught in the creepshow Through iron and ice and a life of isolation...true love and trust are like alien aces Jokers keep chasing as I'm still playing the part Soon fear looses its fire...I turn and tear them apart Those tear drops of terror keep me alive and awake Like fuel to an engine fueled by evil and hate I soon crush the cage and snap the shackles and chains Now the victim is the victor This poor slob of a soul now gets paid and the tables have turned I ride high on revenge and the green light says go Like clockwork in the chaos I'm caught in the creepshow

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/2/2015 12:42:00 AM
Great verse, very dark, so this comment I posit, and from now on I'm sleeping downstairs in the closet :)
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Date: 2/1/2015 8:27:00 PM
Something scary and slightly sociopathic Something to wake up the sleeper and slice through the static
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