Soulless Stare: A Poem for BEN
My eyes, I no longer trust
After what they have shown to me
My childhood burnt to dust
Nostalgia engulfed by the inferno
The flames of a cruel "reality"
All at once, the unthinkable is thrown at me
The macabre weopons that seek out the mind
The Soulless Stare of an empty shell
Malice floods through its eyes
Madness is spread as it lies
Callused fingers are my guides
Through this inverted nostalgia ride
My mind further drifts from sanity
Further I fade from my security
Further I'm pulled into the Soulless Stare
A lonely statue, who only wants to "play"
Once he comes, he's there to stay
The Soulless Stare that tells the tale of a madman
A tale unknown to the heart
A tale feared by the primal brain
The Soulless Stare of BEN
He's coming for me again...
Credited to Axlthekoopakid
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