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The Funhouse Asylum

cautiously moving
through the darkness

the dim red lights
flickering in and out

of existence...

a shadow to my left
a trick of the light?

childish laughing
within my mind...

mirrors on the wall
I wonder

who's the most evil
of them all?

a banging sound behind me
more childish laughter

footsteps...
they scamper in the hallway

to the left

I peer down the stairs
is that blood on the railing?

the stench of fetid meat
makes me nauseous

is it a human this time
or something much worse?

the static sound of the dying lights
I realize they will soon be gone

where is the damn exit?
was it down here

or was it upstairs?

frustration and fear
I must get out of here

the red lights flash on again
a horrific sight!

a ghostly pale little girl
with blood red wholes for eyes

wearing a tattered dress
black goo oozing from her gaping mouth

I scream and run
slipping and falling on fresh blood

a sickly blue baby
also infected by the virus

stiffly crawls
down the stairs..

I run past the poor creature
before it could bite

now I know where I am
in the children's asylum

where I was once locked up
long ago...

how did I end up here?

a gut wrenching scream above me
I have a name for her now

the screaming little banshee

telekinetic powers created by the scientists
now infused into her already sadistic mind

in a way it was sad
I actually felt sorry

for these things that want to kill me

A pole is thrown just next to my face
here she goes again

I dodge the next assault
and tackle the little bitch

that has made my life hell
for the last several hours

I take my crowbar
and knock her out

Why couldn't I bring myself to kill her?
just one more blow and she'd be dead

she was so pretty
yet the medical records I read

said otherwise

I drag her back to the room
I accidentally let her escape from

and strap her back down to her chair
impulsively kissing her hair.

why was I so attached
to the little bugger?

she just seemed so familiar somehow

I shrug and leave the room
barring the door shut

now there was only one question left
and that was

WHERE THE FUCK IS THE EXIT????












Written by fieryangelsouljia (M6rr6g6n)
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