He has no idea,
How I love him so,
What id do to get him,
He will only know..

He always catches me,
Following him home from school,
Staring into his house,
Watching him in his pool,

I only did it,
because I loved him,
Id do anything,
To finally have him,

I overheard conversations,
Him talking bad about me,
I though I was being nice,
Well as nice as I could possibly be,

Every night I felt anger grow,
But around him id never show,
Still I have yet to talk to him,
But after all this, im still not sure,

One night I decided,
To sneak into his home,
Kiss him goodnight,
And give him this poem,

"Dear ________,
I love you, and have forever,
What I have planned for you,
Is fairly clever,

Its a little game,
I made on my own,
In 5 minutes,
Answer your phone,

It will be me,
Giving you the rules,
Listen very carefully,
The others were fools,

If you ever knew me,
You'd know I like to have fun,
Im reminding you now, In this game,
I'm always number one,

Please don't be scared,
Its all for the best,
If you love me, if you don't,
Just pass this test."

The phone rings,
As he jumps to the sound,
It was me, as I promised,
I told him to look around,

Into the pitch black,
Sitting up in his bed,
There was Something on his back,
And the top of his head,

He turned on a light,
Stared in fright,
Screamed at the mirror,
As he knew I could hear him,

Where am I bleeding,
I see no wound,
Why is it on my head,
And all over my bed,

"Don't worry my love,
That is only my blood,
Just follow the trail,
It will help you prevail."

He started crying wildly,
Got out of his bed,
Followed the blood,
To where it led,

Down the stairs,
Into the basement,
turned the light on,
Found out where his family had gone,

All hanging from separate ropes,
All still alive,
Gagged and cut, there was still hope,
To help them was a strive,

He took a final step,
Down the wooden stairs,
Tripped a tiny wire,
Just as small as hair,

He quickly looked up,
To see the stools move,
And 3 separate cracks,
Was all needed to prove,

Still on the phone,
The instructions were made,
"Cut open their faces,
There's a key in one of their veins"

"Please play along,
If you leave you die too,
This wont take long,
I'm still watching you"

He ran up the stairs,
But the door already locked,
They key was to open it,
He was completely shocked,

Just a knife in the room,
To cut open their bodies,
Find the key,
To be set free,

"I forgot to mention,
This is a timed event,
If you take more than an hour,
Your time will be spent"

"I will release three dogs,
All beaten on before,
Fully enraged beasts,
Willing to kill even more"

"Be quick,
Be careful,
Slice them open,
One by one"

Struggling with the knife,
He digs it into his sister,
Assuming she would want it this way,
He told her he'd always miss her,

He searched around,
Found no key,
But a letter in her stomach,
Entitled "From Me"

"This one was good,
I enjoyed biting her flesh,
What a scratcher she was,
But its what I do best"

He ripped up the letter,
Cried more than ever,
and made his way to his dad,

He told him he loved him,
And sorry for this,
He told him he'd miss him,
His Inspirational bliss,

He sliced up his dad,
All the strength he had,
To find the key,
So he wont be eaten by me.

On to his mom,
Who was still alive,
Struggling to speak,
She asked him why,

He said he was sorry,
It has to be done,
In this game,
I must become number one,

He slashed up her face,
So she could no longer speak,
Searched for the key,
As her stomach leaked,

Found it in her intestine,
He ran to the door,
Smashed it open,
To find a note on the floor,

"Good Job ________,
You have completed a task,
Now I have a favor,
Of you, Id like to ask..."

"Since your already insane,
Maybe just one kiss,
To remember this night,
Right on the lips"

I am not insane!
I just wanted to live,
To support others needs,
And a family to give,

He screamed and screamed,
As the truth became clear,
He must face his fear,
The end is soon near...

He screamed and cried,
As there was no way out,
Just an arrow of blood,
Pointing to shouts,

Cries of agony,
Beastly oppression,
He followed the sounds,
To his own intension,

Up the stairs,
Into the dark,
Quivering in fear,
He knew I was near,

He went into the washroom,
Shut and looked the door,
Jumped to the sound of water,
Falling to the floor,

Scrambled for a light,
To see where he was hurt,
Just some tiny cuts,
And blood stains on his shirt,

He heard some moaning,
Behind the curtain,
It was me,
He was almost certain,

He took his time,
Moved so slow,
To the answer behind,
Where the candles glow,

It was his dog,
Completely skinned,
Stitched it's lips,
The sounds within,

A toaster at the side,
Connected to a wire,
As he watched it be pulled,
Into his own desire,

The house light up,
As the dog took aflame,
as he hid in the corner,
he was sick of this game,

Still on the phone,
The voice told him,
To look in its stomach,
The only thing that could save him,

Nothing he could find,
He used his teeth instead,
Gnawing at the stomach,
Holding back its head,

He found a letter,
That could make everything better,
He looked inside,
His eyes opened wide,

It was a mirror,
With a little description,
"There you are,
This is you,

The only one in this game,
I played along,
Told you the rules,
Now you are number one in fame,

Because if there's only one player,
How does it start,
You cannot lose,
It all falls apart."

He fell to his knees,
As he was already insane,
Just another victim,
Of My Psychotic games...
 
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