Nightmare on Elm Street SonnetNightmare on Elm Street Sonnet2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
A deadly killer with a screwed up face,
If you die in your dreams, you die for real.
You ever been trapped in a scary place?
For Freddy, that's you head, how does that feel?
he rips you to sheds with his claws of death,
Cold metal that tears through flesh like butter.
How many of his victims will be left?
Not one. You heard me right, I didn't stutter.
Why is he so ugly, you just might ask,
The whole damn town tried to burn him alive,
So I can tell you this, it's not a mask.
If Freddy's in your head, prepare to die.
He's the king of your head and of your dreams,
And you are his next victim, so he deems!