I shouldn't be alone at night,
Though I'm eightteen,
A ten foot terror stalks me,
But only in my dreams,
His arms wide as if to hold me,
And suddenly I feel safe,
But I know if i go to him,
What will kill me is his embrace,
A fine tailored suit,
And long fingers spread,
Just the thought of him,
Fills my heart with dread,
I heard the stories when I was a child,
How he had no mercy mild,
I saw the videos on tv,
And when I die i know he will be the last thing I see,
Creeping through the house at night,
He watches as I sleep,
Daring me to wake,
Daring me to scream,
If I embrace him,
My soul will not remain,
If I give into the fear,
I will surely go insane,
He does not love me,
Nor does he care,
His faceless head mocking me,
As I lie in my despair,
A knife in hand I wander,
Into the livingroom for a rest,
And take the knife I lay it to my breast,
And then I see him in the window,
Clear and larger then life,
Then plunging into my heart,
My body made a sheath for my knife,
For suicide in hell i'd rather be damned,
Then have my life taken,
By The Slender Man.
`anmari has been spreading her infectious positivity throughout our community for over 6 years. Throughout this time Ana has been at the core of all things devious, passionately developing an eclectic gallery, helping organise devmeets, participating in chat events and also recently completed dedicating her time as a Community Volunteer. We are absolutely delighted to bestow the Deviousness Award for May 2013 to `anmari, congratulations! Read More
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