Slender Man Poem
Posted 10 February 2013 - 05:20 PM
The hands are large and fingers long,
Cowering in fear over his disturbing song.
Taking a journey, no solace or splendor.
Running from the one known only as Slender.
His presence seals your fate.
Angel of Death, he is no debate.
The strongest of men whimper and cry.
No god could save you, this is no lie.
The darkened coat, no face on the head,
His presence means you're already dead.
For no mere mortal could ever understand:
The feeling within the grasp of Slender Man's hand.
Thank you and goodnight.
Posted 10 February 2013 - 05:22 PM
More creepypasta is what this forum needs.
Posted 06 April 2013 - 05:23 PM
Stories tell of a sinister tale,
Of which one's fears never prevail.
The darkest of corners on a lonely night,
Quiet, no sounds adding to the fright.
Ghosts and demons cannot compare,
Take the hand of Slender Man if you dare.
Tender love given by kin,
Leads you only to sin.
The suspicious figure alone in the dark,
Seals your fate before you even embark.
Faint glow of the night shadows his face,
And the heartbeat quickens in pace.
You are told to help and to love,
And then be sent to a glory above.
But when the evil entangles the soul,
True, you never will go.
And when you offer your hand,
He takes way more.
And when he decides the meal was bland…
He will only want more.
Posted 17 April 2013 - 03:03 AM
Was ever there a time of dismay?
Show his face he may?
Destructive forces sweep away,
All the pains of every day.
Does life explain Slender?
Takes your life in a blur.
Senseless animals we're.
To dismiss such defer.
The sinister epiphany
Suspicious and deadly
Souls he takes, many.
All worth less than a penny.
So what is the point?
If all he wants is our lives…
Why don't we comply?
Posted 21 April 2013 - 05:56 PM
Words do not affect his pose.
Faceless Mindless Pain-
Ful Subconcious twitching hand.
Don’t look at his face.
Never allow his
Games to take over your path-
Don’t lØØk intØ his eyes…
Fills yØur sØul full Øf lies
He makes yØu his slave
FØrever a drØne in his enclave.
He is here.
He can’t be real
nøʎ puıɥǝq ʞøøן ʇ,uøp
Posted 27 April 2013 - 03:19 AM
These poems could never portray
Even the slightest of dismay
When found alone with the Slender one
And the closing moment of this fun.
They lied and cheated to seal the truth
Undeniable, he is taking our youth
With your face in a twisted grin
Laughing at the idea of such sin.
But no longer will you laugh at the sight
Of the brutal uncaring fright
Following you in the shadows at night
And your mind in constant flight.
Never again will you be late
Never again will you choose your own fate
Never again will you find your home
Never again will you be alone.
Posted 02 May 2013 - 11:09 PM
And he survived.
In a metaphorical sense.
The remaining souls, he thrived.
Although the numbers weren't that dense.
His hands offered assistance to the gullible.
His façade led all men away.
He feasted on the weak.
His now still does.
And his goal.
Is there even a
Question of humanity
Behind his regard?
Do we even need
To seek salvation once our
Lives belong to him?
Does it matter when
He takes all we hold dear and
Forces us alone.
Or is there a gaze?
Does it matter?
He makes our lives a maze
And the only exit his smatter?
He may be all knowing
And he may hurt you.
But don't be afraid
All he wants is to devour you.
And if you only comply that makes it easier
And when you don't…
Well. You know the rest.
Slender is real. You need not worry that. Your pain, his gain. Both physically and mentally. If it is his will you must obey. No god could save you, no lie.
So thank you for trying and surviving this long in the ordeal. For you I tip my hat. But the never ending migraine. And the thought following you through every alley. You won't be able to stay away. And you will return to once again meet his gaze and say goodbye.
So don't hope for a bright future.
Don't hope for an end to the strife.
Embrace the love of Slender's composure.
And hold his hand as he takes your life.
You'll soon know it's for the better of mankind.
Because with the end of your pain…
He may finally be restrained and blind.
And Slender will never be seen again.
Posted 03 August 2013 - 05:51 AM
Broken hearts, filled with desire,
Bent to bring down an empire,
Further looking no more
Past thoughts of pain and gore.
Their weapon, certainly exuberant,
For only to ignite a movement.
To bring forth revolution over their land:
Shall be attack by Slender Man.
Away for a time, out of mind.
To his previous he wasn't kind.
Stowed away in sanctuary
And drawn out by military.
Was to be used a deterrent.
But control wasn't an implement.
Even though the capture itself was quite temporary,
Slender escaped their custody.
Soldiers under surveillance.
HQ hadn't a chance.
Not even an intern was shown pity
As she was followed into the city.
First it was a homeless
That caught Slender as he passed.
And soon authorities arrived.
None of which survived.
News spread quick
Believers and non took their pick.
Soon images generated.
And people debated.
But it all crashed down
In that very town
When a single video, recording live
Caught Slender Man, shown to everyone alive.
Those who didn't see
Still were not able to flee
All, Slender found
All heard Slender's distinct sound.
And now on a barren planet,
Devoid of life and pests.
Slender recedes again.
Never to be seen again.
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