Hazed

School is supposed to be fun they say,
Yet I just spend time trying to keep my tormentors at bay.
Always fearing the bullies around the corner,
Preying on those they deem a ‘Loner’.

Passing through hallways trying to be a ghost,
Not to invoke the anger of those who boast,
About the pain and anguish they cause,
Not once do they think for a minute, pause.

Kicking and screaming I’m dragged to hell,
Always subjected to the same torturous cell.
While others tremble for their mundane beliefs,
I fear the children you see playing under the trees.

They corner me in class, boisterous laugh,
Hoping to be saved by a winged seraph.
Can’t be brave anymore, waiting to be set loose,
Maybe I should heed the dark calling of the noose.

Hysteria

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Panic induced confusion,

Head spinning, life in motion.

Legs moving as fast as possible,

Footsteps approaching, screams inaudible.

Death catches up, bound and gagged,

Stabbed in the heart, away I am dragged.

Hidden away in the bowels of the earth,

Rotting in a closet awaiting rebirth.

Hoping someday for my remains to be discovered,

So finally irrevocable justice may be delivered.

Exposed

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Adorn the mask, hide your flesh,

This is the night, put on your dress.

Long flowing gowns of colors unlimited,

Dabbed with uncanny smears of scarlet.

A day to live as the monstrosities in the world,

Time to be one of the ghouls, terrors unfurled.

Roam about door after door, demanding candied sweets,

Maybe to appease the monster under the sheets.

Not the fabric that makes one horrifying and forlorn,

But the monster hidden underneath the layers of flesh and bone.

Halloween is a night different from the rest,

For we accept our roles as creatures, infest.

While the rest of the year we are truly human,

Masks of false pretense, veiling what is truly inhuman.