mini skirts...and bobby socks

this pretty little girl..knows how to rock



dressed like this

i think not...she left this morning

in a turtle neck top



she's locked away in her mind...most of the time

wears a devious smile...all the while

something..came to her in a dream

as of late ..she been nasty and mean



she confessed to me what she thought it meant

she trust me much..cause we are best friends



she tells me this...it has not been once

she has this dream..several times a month

the figure she see's at least she thinks

is not a man but a beast....

it has not a single trace...of where it should have a face

she say's it smells of decay and human waste



this unknown thing..whispers things

that she doesn't want to do

"**** the boy that broke your heart...

he never loved you from the start"



the dream is the same..everytime

there is no change....turns out the same

covered with blood...no tears to cry

she wakes in the morning and wonders why



today my nightmare seemed to end

when i awoke..i was trembling

mom ..came in..and said watch the news

your boyfriends missing..police have no clues

three weeks later...they found a severed head

in the landfill....marked dead end...



so that cute girl...the popular one..you think you know...

don't go out with her to a show

you might end up a foot shorter....

"head" line news with some reporter

she may be a serial killer...with a brain disorder

or.......

just a lonely girl...with a broken heart