Caught lost in the shadowy night
The man ran, heart filled to the brim with fright
The man was not running because of the darkness alone
He ran to escape the he was shown
Not being able to get away was the man's fear
His fear was justified when Jeff re-appeared
He jumped at the sight of his exaggerated grin
He felt himself get weak and his head started to spin
He stared at that smile, it was as wide and as sharp as the moon
The man, without a doubt knew, the pain would start soon
Jeffery had a glare in his eyes
His right arm, blade in hand, began to rise
Those eyes, which pierced deep into his soul
Charred with no eyelids saw only one goal
He turned around, and again tried to run
Before he could move, an earth wrenching pain had begun
He quickly dropped to his knees
His head was forced up, he yelled “please”
Before any more words could ever be spoken
The last agony he would ever have, on his neck it was awoken
A river of blood flooded away
He grew sad, for on this world he wanted to stay
In his mind, he began to weep
The last thing he heard was Jeff utter “ Go to sleep”
There's nothing wrong with sleep. o -o
ReplyDeleteJeff The Killer was always one of my favorite creepy pastas. Your poems are always nice to read. B)
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