Writing Prompt

Though so brave

You dug your own grave

Not a second thought

You could have fought

Tested your life

On the blade of a knife

Dear ol’ Seuss

You forgot to make me seduce

{Been a while since I wrote a poem but I tried!}...

The man in the van

Drives as quietly as he can

Watching children play

On a warm summer day

The children play happily

Bouncing along

With their red rubber balls

And singing a song

Oh this, this is bliss!

The children smile

But someone is watching

All the while

The man in the van

With his mustache and glasses

Watches the children

All bunched in their masses

Looking for one, alone in the crowd

On...

In a crooked old house that looks like a face,

Whispers and secrets slither through space.

The mirrors are watching. The floorboards can moan.

The candles go out, when you are alone.

You can hear laughter, though no one is near.

The house loves feeding off of your fear.

Portraits will smile, but their eyes stay the same.

When you walk past, they’ll whisper your name.

If you shall ...

Twinkle twinkle little star

And now I know where you are

Up above the sky so bright

Then you vanished in the night

Blood drips on the murder site

Blood that is still true starlight

Twinkle twinkle little star

You could never get that far…...

One fish, two fish,

Green fish, blue fish.

One fish caught the next fish,

Next fish was a no fish—

Oh no fish!

Where have you gone, fish?

One fish—

Green fish, red fish.

Red fish was a blue fish,

Slithering under the dark water…

Hiding… waiting… watching.

Bubbles pop like whispers,

Shadows twist and creep,

The water moves on its own,

The fish… do not sleep.

One fish, two fish,

Eyes in the dee...

This man's face was not leather but thin skin from the face of the human race.

He cranks up his chainsaw to slice some jaws, to make blood drip from the walls.

But not Stretch, shes too pretty.

Its a shame that his brothers don't pity her like a little kitty.

Why do people invade his house?

He doesn't know, but he knows he won't let them go.

...

Lemmonysnickets

What’s the pickett

Cindy who

Cindy Lou

But you know who

The evil scadoo

Voldemort the wizard

Bad like a lizard

Eating the monster

Too much to foster...

I see Red

So do you

What is Red

Red flows through

Flows through the body

A cut makes it spill

Don’t spill to much

To much spill will kill

Red on the walls

Red on the floor

Red on the ceiling

Is that Red in the drawer

What if that Red wanted to go

How can you stop an unstoppable flow

Why is it Red, what does Red mean

Does this Red really want to be freed

Maybe it does

Would it hurt if that’s...

At school was the fubu boys

Their shirts sparked a lot of noise

One was real and one was fake

Classmates laughed and talked with hate

You could imagine what they must’ve have felt

To see their confidence and happiness melt

In that school it’s hard to just be

Because when kids see something fake that’s all they see

One was declared fake and the other real

Imagine the one wearing the fake mu...

Gore, gore

Gore galore

Lizzy, Lizzy

Oh so dizzy.

Ax, ax

That’s a fact.

Run, run

Mom undone.

Chop, chop

Chop up Pop.

More, more

Gore galore.

Packer, Packer

Alfred Packer.

Cold, cold

Oh so cold.

End, end

Eat your friend.

Chomp, chomp

Alfred chomp.

Gore, gore

Gore galore....