Puppet.In and out the
as the clock bellows.
Twelve o'clock, mindnight,
sun is absent,
Puppet you are
held by strings,
As the metal cuts
deep. Burns and stings.
No happy endings,
they spoil the truth.
As his body drops dead,
trapped in youth.
You flee laughing, feeling alive...
Poor poor family... They couldn't survive.
Jeff the KillerHush now, hush nowJeff the Killer2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Not another peep
It's time for you to
GO TO SLEEP
They say that I'm mad
I'm not right in the head
But I'm just helping folks
Go to bed
They don't understand
But my smile is there
I love blood on my fingers
And death in the air
I'll see it forever
With unblinking eyes
Those ugly fake smiles
Those pathetic lies
Now they smile forever
And will no longer weep
They have me to thank
As I sent them to sleep
Laughing Jack PoemAs you start to fall asleep, you watch the shadows as they creep.Laughing Jack Poem2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
From the darkness he appears, the one who lives within your fears.
A high pitched cackle pierces the dark, "Please go away" you start to remark.
He reaches for you, his arms long and slender, he wants your flesh, so sweet and tender.
He makes sweets appear within his claws, he slowly brings them towards your jaw.
You wriggle about, but he holds you in place, a crooked grin creeps across his pale face.
"No!" you scream, as you try to break free, that ghastly grin you don't want to see.
He laughs again, it makes you shiver, his stripey tongue begins to slither.
The lights flash on, your parents are there, but the psychotic clown can't be found anywhere.
The next night is more of the same, that circus freak wants to play another game.
He forces the candy down your throat, he begins to grin & starts to gloat.
You sputter and cough but it is too late, you feel you are doomed to this bittersweet fate.
Suddenly you hear the mus
SlendermanSlendermanSlenderman5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Don't go out into the woods, my child.
For Slenderman lives there, out in the wild
Do not ask why he lives in that place
It is mostly because he has no face.
He has long arms that grab you
And take you to a place that will fill you
With dread, and you will wish that
You were dead
Slenderman PoemSee the Slenderman and runSlenderman Poem2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
You are not the only one
In dark of night he takes you 'way
And with your bloody corpse he'll play
Sight the Slenderman and flee
He has no face that you will see
His tendril pierce your skin and heart
And with a scream of pain you'll part
Meet the Slenderman and well
Your life will be a living hell
He hears in silence sees in dark
And in the forest he stands stark
Find the Slenderman and hide
He'll stretch his arms out long and wide
And catch you in his burning hug
One of murder not of love
I saw the Slenderman and fled
His tendrils dripping crimson red
And please take heed whatever you do
Keep calm and DON'T LOOK BEHIND YOU
Zombie AsylumI finaly escaped that house, what a relifeZombie Asylum5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
but now I'm in this prison cell
dear god am I residing in hell
I can't see a thing I'm in disbelif
I feel like I've been robbed by a god damn theif
I hit the switch, ain't that swell
I bought a new perk but I won't tell
This place is screwed up I can tell ya that cheif
All the suden down the hall
I hear the doors break open and the zombies moan
I pump my shot gun I'll put them back in the ground
I take my first shot and see them fall
I like how this feels I can tell I'm about to own
I'll blow them to bits and kill them dead before they even make a sound.
Call of the DeadThey were trapped frozen cold under the iceCall of the Dead5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
now I've called them from the dead
I want each of my actors severed head
They use that box it's a toss of the dice
Unfourtanatly they got something nice
Now the zombies are human once more but there blood is still red
they grabbed the rifle that shoots explosive lead
Around the shipwreck they run like mice
In the tower those fools are locked up tight
the drunken one won't taste the new perk
but my actors have set them free
that shocking gun is here again to light up this stormy night
they shot me before and I went berserk
but they are armed and now there after me.
FiveIn an attempt for peace, we've gotten all but thatFive5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
in the meeting room these zombies swarm
quick to the elevator Fidel's ciggar keeps us warm
down in the war room Nixon that slugger is up to bat
Deeper still in the basment we go, there's a pig we all call fat
quick out of the box something new to disfigure there form
on that blasted thief all unleash the power of the winter storm
grab the firesale and rush the box, Robert don't lecture me about some other cat.
Hit the switch and head into the light
were calm and safe for the time being
prep the death machine for the ultimate power
the numbers count down to our next fight
The dead have risen, it's hard to belive what I'm seeing
Never the less I must be ready for our finest hour.
Night of the UndeadI wake up in this eerie houseNight of the Undead5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
my plane is crashed, my buddies dead
there voices so pained it's inside my head
I hear the groans that extinguishe and douse.
There coming at me fast, time for a knife joust
I ascend up the stairs, they shall not be fed
I use the box and I get a toy to send them to bed
With these green beams I won't let them eat a mouse.
A problem occurs with my new gun,
there is a pull of the trigger and a click in the barrel
I grab my blade and charge the horde.
I cut and stab but it's no fun
the beast are hitting me there so feral
I fall to the floor and pray to soon see the lord.
TrappedIn the light house the powers onTrapped5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
a knock at the door they need a new fuse
power them up and blow the generators away now they give us some news
They want some good old vodka so they can party untill dawn
now to finding the golden rod I am drawn
in the tower getting the dials is hard lets see you in my shoes
find the radios and hit them right I'll make sure we don't lose
turn the wheel and hit the horns now the lights on were such good pawns
Bring that man into the light and shoot him dead
the rod will rise from his corpse
knife the sitch and there out of here
they gave us a wunderwaffe it spins my head
there outta here ther running through the warps
But now were here alone with George right behind us I really fear.
Slender ManSlender man you horrid ghost,Slender Man2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
It’s you above all I fear the most.
Through asylums and forests dark
You stalk your prey just like a shark.
With black tendrils you pierce their flesh,
Causing them to bleed to death.
You cause some to lose their minds,
You leave no evidence behind.
Some of your victims become your proxies.
But only those with lots of moxie.
I hear static in the air,
Did something brush against my hair?
You have no eyes, but you can see
As you kill, so full of glee.
Just a second, I heard a cry
And a footstep, oh, goodbye!
Dead Ops"Please Insert One Coin" I hear in my headDead Ops5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
how did I get to this zombie island in the first place?
running through this fort grabbing guns right and left it feels like a race
this prison has been overrun but I will see that they all end up dead
in this forest my fate is decided, a death machine now that ape won't get fed
I pick up a freind in the city, the chicken can keep up with my pace
into town I wander around untill the barrels fall onto my face
Up to the mountains where the yeti roams, I'm angry I just want to get in bed
What is this jungle the feeling is strange?
Time for my final battle with that ape
Dead on the floor I win with ultimate gore
punched by that monkeys twin, it sent me an incredible range
still that quote in my head it's like a broken tape
back on this island again I'm ready for more
Cinema of the DeadThat damn nazi took us hereCinema of the Dead5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
this theater is creeping me out
more blood sucking freak bags are here without a doubt
by the way anyone know why this calender says the wrong year?
Hey look at that bar, but there's only quick revive damn I wanted a beer
These creepy crawlers all roam around on my route
with this thundergun I'll make them fly like a water spout
hit the switch and teleport up there I have no fear.
The clock ticks backward and I wait
I wounder where the wounder waffle went
back in the lobby the gutter slugs drool
I see them and use Takeo as bait
attack them fast and hard I'm completly hell bent
all this blood I win again you damn fool!
Pop Goes the Laughing Jack (Updated)All around the dark carnival,Pop Goes the Laughing Jack (Updated)2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Laughing Jack chased a child.
The little one thought they were safe...
POP! Jack went wild
He stuffed their face with many treats,
he thought they were just dandy,
but then they find out that it-
was poisoned candy!
His work was done for that day,
he had claimed a brand new prize,
he cackled then so evilly,
he loved their demise.
Play With Me PoemThat little girl runs,Play With Me Poem2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
And keeps running away.
I just want to ask her,
If she's willing to play!
Won't hurt her, I promise.
I'm not trying to scare.
But her screams of terror,
Are quite hard to bare.
She sees me and flees,
And never looks back.
Feet kicking up dirt,
And hair shining black.
Am I really that scary?
Am I really that bad?
Somehow I'm saddened.
Somehow I'm glad.
I wish I weren't scary.
But I know it's a must.
It's one of the things
That gains Slenderman's trust.
I wish she would stay
So I could make her see
All I want her to do
Is PLAY WITH ME.
Swamp of DeathNew to the battle we arrive at the siteSwamp of Death5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
With the doctor and the two fools we fight for our life in this putrid zone
my fallen brothers now limp and moan
the meteor has fallen and is the scene of the fight
Takeo will cut these muraders with all his might
for the emperor I wish crush every last bone
then out of the box something new, the Wunderwaffe ready to disown
with it's shocking powers it will light up the night.
In the mist I hear a growl
the flames ignite and charge at my face
these dogs are rabbid demons as well
with a slash of my katana I make them howl
and disperce them at a very fast pace
will one last yell I charge the horde and hope to send them straight back to hell.
Fly TrapIn the dark we fight for our lifeFly Trap5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
wander around but what's that light down this alley
take the shot with this powered up gun hey those items are starting to rally
The guns and the bears are starting to spin look there's even a bowie knife
they scattered across the land and look like mice
the voice wants to play hide, this is diffrent guess it adds some spice
Found the bear in the window the first of are three tally
Second bear is found buried deep in the caged valley
Last the monkey is in the furnace, thats what it gets for me finding the bear twice
I won your twisted game of hide and seek
Where my prize I won for finding it all
the little girl won't talk any more
We get nothing at all that's kind of weak
for a minuet there we were standing tall
oh well still more zombies to kill, now lets open this door.
The GiantOut of the swamp I'm back in this placeThe Giant5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
the origin of this wounderful plauge is where we have gone
these labs have been overrun, We might not make it to see dawn
Our creations were born here with that element from space.
The zombies are charging I'll throw the monkey to slow there pace
I've pack a puched my gun now these zombies make me yawn
with this bowie knife the doctor is as graceful as a swan
moving with these teleporters I feel like an ace
Maxis and Samantha are dead I trapped them there
and I hope that I never cross Fluffy's path
those demented voices who could they be?
Samantha is among us still, I can feel her in the air
even if she is I still turn these zombies into my own bubble bath
as long as there is blood to drain and orgains to steal they will never kill me.
OffendermanOffenderman3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
In the day or in the night,
You may find him round a corner.
He may be in plain sight,
Or hidden and waiting.
Under a light in the middle of the night,
You may see him in his coat so black,
Contrasting with his skin of white.
No eyes you'll see upon his face,
Though a grin or a sly smirk.
Approach him and offer a rose will he.
Deny the rose thee should.
Even though there is nothing you can do.
Take the rose and it'll end the same,
He'll take you,
He'll rape you.
You could try to resist his touch,
though this won't do much.
He'll just grin,
And invasive he'll be.
Depending his mood,
Depends your fate.
Good or bad,
Don't feel sad,
Don't you fret.
Just remember that if you see a man,
Be wary for he could be the Sexual Offenderman.
The ABCs of SlendyA is for Abduction, first you're there, then you are goneThe ABCs of Slendy3 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
B is for Bloodless, blank canvass of flesh, no veins drawn
C is for Cold, creeping frostbite in fingers and nose
D is for Deliria, one of the symptoms his presences sows
E is for Endless, He'll not leave you alone 'till you're dead
F is for Flight, cannot stand and fight, just run instead
G is for Gasp, struggle for a new breath a stitch at your side
H is for Hide, he'll fine you eventually, no time to bide
I is for Interference, frenzied static writhes and bubbles in your vision
J is for Jerk, your head around; looking back's a bad decision
K is for Kidnapped, stolen from the face of the earth
L is for Lithe, swift and greater in height than girth
M is for Monster, a finely dressed one
N is for Notes, eight, find them and run
O is for Operator, a name created by a victim of his blight
P is for Pale, the faceless figure glows gently in the night
Q is for Quiet, his approach is always utterly silent
R is for Run, even if you do y
The RakeThe RakeThe Rake5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
I haunt your closet in the middle of the night
During this time you are a delightful sight
And if you see me my skin is white
My black eyes can see into your soul
And before you know it, I go hide in my hole
My name is the Rake and
The next time we meet, your neck I will break
So fear me, for your family's sake
AscensionThe lander flys us in to this new battle groundAscension5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
is it just me or did everything turn black and white
that voice hurts my hungover head like any amount of light
there are many new things here to be found
these dolls remind me of home with that annoying sound
I throw the machine it's black hole is so bright
drink this stamina up and I'm fast to the fight
With the Phd Flopper I'll blow the undead around
The landers crash with monkeys in hand
for my new perks they've come to steal
I thought they wanted my vodka so I killed them faster then my first wife
launch the rocket from this land
opens up the way to pack a punch, pretty good deal
Kill and drinking all day long this is Nikolai's life
Laughing JackThere is a clown called Laughing Jack,Laughing Jack2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Who’s favorite colors are white and black.
He befriends lonely children they say,
For those are always his favorite prey.
He’ll play with you and give you candy,
So you will think him fine and dandy.
But with fearsome claws and razor teeth,
A monster lies just beneath.
So be wary child, of this horrid clown,
Whose laugh is a twisted, awful sound.
For every word I speak is true.
For his next victim might be you.
Poem - Ode to SoundwavePoem - Ode to Soundwave5 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Monster Deep Inside
Somewhere deep inside,
Down beneath the hide,
Where soul and Spark have died.
I know my darker side.
Black face and hollow eyes;
It's truth within these lies,
For death and evil ties,
My Spark, for thee, thus dies.
This monster deep within,
Down beneath the skin,
For thee, my King, I sin,
And the darkness deep within.
Horror, here, in silence grows
An evil mind no one knows.
For thee, my King, my darkness shows,
Black o'er black, your sin bestows.
Somewhere deep inside,
A darkness lay in silent tide,
Until I can no longer hide
This roaring monster deep inside.