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Slith
His name is Slith.
A dark figure sitting in the corner of the room.
His dark black hair like ebony falls over his porcelain pale face.A dark smile creeps across his face,
charming like a demon's dreaming. He brushes back my hair and kisses my cheek.
"It's okay they'll all leave you eventually"
His words are like shards of glass;
piercing my ears and making them bleed.
His mouth never moves but his voice is like nails on a chalk board. His voice tempts me and tricks me.
It is hallow and enchanting, as is his company.
"You know the real reason why you didn't go. Because you're not good enough."
He's right. That's why most people don't like me.
Or end up eventually hating me for some reason that I cannot control. He says that I am not happy and will never be.
He says I will never be good enough and so I am not.
He says I will eventually be alone and I feel as though I am already.
"You aren't good enough."
I nod slowly holding the knife over
my arm as he brushes my hair behind my ear.
He stands behind me smiling his dark menacing grin.
I cannot control my actions.
I am the puppet.
He is the master.
I press the blade to my flesh
and watch the crimson liquid seep from my skin.
"The pain will be over soon."
Why do I believe him?Because he knows
when to kick me when I am down.
He waits to I am at my lowest point
and then he makes his move.
We are playing a chess game a
nd when he sees a weak point.
He acts on it.
"You are worthless, no one wants you around."
I know. I press the knife in deeper to my flesh.
He kisses my cheek as if I am doing a good thing.
Maybe I am.
When I can't feel anything in my arm
that's when I am allowed to stop.
I drop the knife.
Is it over Slith?
"Will you come back and play another game?"
I shake my head.
Tears trail down my face.
I can't play these games anymore.
"What else will you do? You have nothing else. I'm your only friend."
I nod.
Of course Slith.
I forgot.
Please forgive me.
"You know the rules. If you don't listen to me then I have to punish you."
Please don't.
I am sorry.
I'll be good and play the game.
I'll be only your friend and no one else's.
"I thought so..."
I am awake in my bed now.
It was all a dream.
I look down at my arm.
The flesh is still together.
Only old scars remain.
I hate it when he wants to play his games.
The games in which I have to listen to him.
All so that he'll always be my friend even
when the real ones are gone.
"Psssst"
I jump slightly at the noise.
He sits at my desk.
Drumming his fingers on it's top.
He smiles.
A smile that of a demon who is dreaming.
"I want to play a game."
I turn over ignoring him.
Trying to go back to sleep.
He brushes my hair to the side
and kisses me gently.
Giving me affection that I know
I will never have.
"Sweet dreams my dear."
His name is Slith.
And he is my friend...
A dark figure sitting in the corner of the room.
His dark black hair like ebony falls over his porcelain pale face.A dark smile creeps across his face,
charming like a demon's dreaming. He brushes back my hair and kisses my cheek.
"It's okay they'll all leave you eventually"
His words are like shards of glass;
piercing my ears and making them bleed.
His mouth never moves but his voice is like nails on a chalk board. His voice tempts me and tricks me.
It is hallow and enchanting, as is his company.
"You know the real reason why you didn't go. Because you're not good enough."
He's right. That's why most people don't like me.
Or end up eventually hating me for some reason that I cannot control. He says that I am not happy and will never be.
He says I will never be good enough and so I am not.
He says I will eventually be alone and I feel as though I am already.
"You aren't good enough."
I nod slowly holding the knife over
my arm as he brushes my hair behind my ear.
He stands behind me smiling his dark menacing grin.
I cannot control my actions.
I am the puppet.
He is the master.
I press the blade to my flesh
and watch the crimson liquid seep from my skin.
"The pain will be over soon."
Why do I believe him?Because he knows
when to kick me when I am down.
He waits to I am at my lowest point
and then he makes his move.
We are playing a chess game a
nd when he sees a weak point.
He acts on it.
"You are worthless, no one wants you around."
I know. I press the knife in deeper to my flesh.
He kisses my cheek as if I am doing a good thing.
Maybe I am.
When I can't feel anything in my arm
that's when I am allowed to stop.
I drop the knife.
Is it over Slith?
"Will you come back and play another game?"
I shake my head.
Tears trail down my face.
I can't play these games anymore.
"What else will you do? You have nothing else. I'm your only friend."
I nod.
Of course Slith.
I forgot.
Please forgive me.
"You know the rules. If you don't listen to me then I have to punish you."
Please don't.
I am sorry.
I'll be good and play the game.
I'll be only your friend and no one else's.
"I thought so..."
I am awake in my bed now.
It was all a dream.
I look down at my arm.
The flesh is still together.
Only old scars remain.
I hate it when he wants to play his games.
The games in which I have to listen to him.
All so that he'll always be my friend even
when the real ones are gone.
"Psssst"
I jump slightly at the noise.
He sits at my desk.
Drumming his fingers on it's top.
He smiles.
A smile that of a demon who is dreaming.
"I want to play a game."
I turn over ignoring him.
Trying to go back to sleep.
He brushes my hair to the side
and kisses me gently.
Giving me affection that I know
I will never have.
"Sweet dreams my dear."
His name is Slith.
And he is my friend...
Published 17th Sep 2011
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-e ever read in my life!! holy shit!
That was truley amazing! Like a nightmare brought forth to your reality Slith creeps back from a parallel existance and kisses you softly....
That whole piece gave me chills! like the kind that leave you with goose-bumps all down your back and over the entirty of your body. That was truly disturbing! A really good read. thank you!
That was truley amazing! Like a nightmare brought forth to your reality Slith creeps back from a parallel existance and kisses you softly....
That whole piece gave me chills! like the kind that leave you with goose-bumps all down your back and over the entirty of your body. That was truly disturbing! A really good read. thank you!
