I sat at night before my screen, just to browse,
There I saw him in my house.

I screamed as I looked towards the door,
Saw something crooked, a horror.

I turned on the lights and grabbed a knife,
As I pleaded for my life.

The figure was nowhere to find,
I wondered if it was my mind.

The next morning I went to work,
Wondering where it would lurk,

But then I reached a dead end,
Inside, myself but twisted and bent.

In shock I turned  and ran,
Behind me a distorted man,

He looked just like me,
As I stumbled into a tree.

With pain I see my world fade to black,
Then I awoke in a small shack.

Chained and aching, rain began to pour,
But I was inside, trapped once more.

The rain was warm and deep red,
As I felt my own blood spread.

My bones exposed, I see a smile,
The other me, pulling out a nailfile.

I heard it scratch and creak,
As more blood began to leak.

It took my skin to make its own,
While shattering bone after bone.

The last thing I saw was my face,
As I faded in that wretched place.

I go to sleep and start to dream,
It's about things that make me scream.

I see much blood and gore,
It really hits me in the core.

I just want to be awake,
Before i see my bones break.

But this time it's not the same,
I don't get burned by the flame.

I see a figure stalking me,
As I just lie still and want to flee.

But I can't move,
Is this real?
I need proof,
Am I his meal?!

Now it crawls onto the ceiling,
Why the hell is it not leaving!

It's watching and it licks his lips,
I watch too as it's spit drips,

The Monster reveals his teeth and smiles,
Just as i see the flesh piles,

Am i gonna die?
Suddenly it cuts my thigh.

I try to scream but my mouth is shut,
Right as it opens up my gut.

A burning pain starts to spread,
As red starts to paint the bed.

A tear runs down my cheek,
As more blood begins to leak.

Everything goes black,
As i awake, I'm on my back,

This time it went so far,
As i look on my body, I see a scar.

It started off as a little shroom,
No one knew about the impending doom.

As it began to grow,
Needles it began to sow.

A man stepped by,
The mushroom, he wanted to try.

Vines grabbed the man; they had a tight grip,
Then they took a big, big sip.

Crushed and folded, he's thrown aside,
Now he's completely dried.

The shroom began to hunt,
Grabbed more humans as they grunt.

It made them cry and scream,
As it drank the bloodstream.

The humans tried to burn it down,
But it swallowed the whole town.

Everything is black,
I hear a crack,

Is someone there?
A scent lingers in the air,

It smells so sweet,
Is it a treat?

I try to find the source of the smell,
It's cloaked in shadows, behind a shell

I crack it open and got a stain,
To my luck, I hit a vein

It's not like any other time,
This one has the sweet taste of lime,

The human species is such a delight,
I enjoy every tastefull bite.

As more of us gather we began to feast,
I am a zombie beast.

I feel the need to ****,
It's all about the thrill,

What, such things I would never do,
Who the hell are you!

Oh, I'm you and you are me,
Now I'm going on a killing spree,

We're both here and share control,
But you know... things take a toll

You're about to ruin my whole life,
Stop! Put away the knife!

No no no, my friend,
Let's see how much their bones can bend,

But if you would...,
That's not good,

I need to put an end to this!
But what are you gonna do, Miss?

I don't know...,
In the meantime I'll cut off this toe,

Just watch and plea,
I'll set you free,

No you will not,
If you could you'd let me rot,

Wait I'm no longer in chains,
From whom are these open veins?!

How many did you ******!
Oh I would go much further...

your teeth were sharp
and mine were filed down
i let you gnaw away at me
although i would have let you go for the throat
tearing away from my flesh
my precious artery gushing like my broken heart
if only i had been delicious
maybe you'd still be lapping up my blood
nibbling on whatever's left of me
but apparently i wasnt satifactory
so you left behind my mangled remains
i was your *****
until i wasnt
i was your mutt
until i wasnt
until i was your meal
still stuck in your teeth

I dare not to unveil the sins to the world that are buried deep within me.
Standing beneath the falling leaves, I often ask myself: Who, in truth, am I?
On certain days, I discover strange solace within my intricate illusions,
Where I wield the spectre’s blade, tormenting those who’ve wounded my soul.
An eerie smile dances upon my visage as I behold their blood upon my hands.
Fear constricts my very bones as the darkness within me stretches far and wide,
Whilst I am still oblivious to the hour and place where it will finally end.
Sanity bade me its final goodbye when I bled and was abandoned to a merciless death.
My world is now confined to black and white, for all the colours have washed out of my eyes.
To the heavens, I beseech for freedom’s grace,
Yet, how can I trade my soul for such release, when its essence holds no worth?
There was a time when I stood as a valiant warrior, bold and proud.
But now, I fear, I have taken on the character of a villain within my own tale.
My innocence is now shrouded in the murky attire of vengeance and jealousy.
The colour of my heart has darkened and is now a shade of midnight,
I can witness monstrous entities breaching the gates of my world,
So with their sinister alliance, I am sculpting my world into my own private hell.