Entry 107: Blue: In My Diary Of Torment And Pain

Hello soul, ticket please? Ah, I see you have just what we need. We wish to welcome you into The Blue Room: It is a secret place, only few are ever allowed in. Please sit down, any drinks you have are paid for. Relax and get ready to hear tonight’s act. It certainly is something we believe you will love.

Hey there souls, I’m Madison, but you can just call me Blue. Tonight I want to share with you a very special song, about a very special person who I ran into recently, and the tragic fate that befell her. It’s funny the things we do for those we love. It’s also pretty crazy how when someone we love goes missing…we can sometimes be drawn into a twisted place…sharing their fate…Without further adieu on with the song! This one is dedicated to you Nova…

OOOooooOOooOOOOOOOOoooo….

*Acoustic guitar picks up*

MMMmmmmmmmmm….

*Piano begin to play*

I see them all around me

Nothing here makes any sense

You’ve been gone too long now

I’ve spent a decade in wait

I’m shattered inside

Drawn to this place

I will keep searching

I must know your fate…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

Nightmares haunted me night after night

I saw you in a mysterious place

I didn’t see a sign or a name

All I could see was the inevitable presence of Death following you

I knew I had to follow you to this cold and haunted town

There had to be a way

I had tried everything from seances to ouija boards

Nothing worked…until one night I went to sleep

Awakening in the place I’d seen you before

Black Winter was what it said when a sign I finally read

I began searching for you in the town from nightmares…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

I searched far and wide

In a town with seemingly no end

There was a ton of murder and pain

I could feel I was in the right place

Still, I could never find you

Desperately needing to see your face again

I wound up in a diner where a woman said she’d seen a man

Matching your description

Having new found hope after getting no help on a riddle

I headed to a place known as The Blue Room

There I met a woman named Blue

Red eyes, blue hair she said she could feel my pain

For a night she helped me forget all of it

So desperate and alone,  she read my memories and soul

She pointed me in the direction she sensed you went

Warned me against going, saying to do so would mean my end

Crying, I had found a friend in all this madness and pain

I left in search of you once again…

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of my suffering is added each day!

Every Entry written with my blood!

Flooding memories with tears of sorrow!

Wondering if I’ll wake up and you’ll be here tomorrow!

My search had grown more desperate as I reached that dark place

A place where I would ultimately meet my fate

Something haunting began to wrap itself around my mind

It had been happening for quite some time

I used to be able to tune it out

Now though, feeling lost, vulnerable, and afraid

Deep within the trees of this twisted maze

I had begun to lose hope

Beginning to believe I’d never see you again

Psychotic thoughts whispering into my mind

Was this a plan of the town all along?

I was now lost in a fog of hopelessness and depression

My emotions now turned into a physical and psychological suffering

No longer able to speak…forced now to murder to temporarily alleviate the pain

I wander endlessly killing all who come my way

Eternally pondering what became of your ultimate fate?

Did you ever escape this town of nightmares, torment and pain?

Or did you wind up like me?

In My Diary Of Torment And Pain!

A new page of others suffering is added each day!

Every Entry soaked in my latest victims blood!

Flooding my mind with images of their torment and pain!

I torture and slay someone new every chance I get!

My eternal sentence…in this town of nightmares…

…I’ve just become another monster fueled with insanity…

…So if you see a mute one playing the victim…

Run…

-Blue: In My Diary Of Torment & Pain-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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12 thoughts on “Entry 107: Blue: In My Diary Of Torment And Pain

  1. I write my diary in blood, too…. well, borrowed blood since I don’t have any more sanguine fluid flowing through me. I get my blood on loan from the blood bank, and man, they charge an arm and a leg on interest. Cool poem!

    ~PR

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