Roots Before Branches

Such Sweet Horror

80s synths in my head,
A fear so heavy; it's thumping my chest.
I left campus at 8:30 last night,
I'm still on the road, full of worry, I won't get to camp until morning's light.
I'll pull over for an hour; I need to rest.
I know I'm a coward; what's new? What's next?

Headlights illuminate the dead of night and rain pelts on the roof of my car,
An awful fright and a blade in my heart.
Tears mix with blood on my lap,
I've been stabbed! I've been stabbed!
Somehow I've arrived at my home for the summer,
Darkness rages above, here comes the thunder.
"Help me! Please, I've been attacked!",
I scream in fear,
My friends think I'm going mad.
I look down at my torso where there was once blood,
Vacant of evil; I'm healthy where I'm stood.

Days go by after a nightmare so real,
I honestly don't know how to feel.
I'm certain I was injured, I know it for sure.
Am I deluding myself with such sweet horror?
There's a record player in the corner of my room; it's bright green;
Suddenly, a song scores my doom; oh, the villainy.
I shriek! I cry!
As I feel my heart break.
My soul is yours to take.
"It's true! It's true!"
I was bloody and hurt.
Now they'll all see a corpse coming forth.

I race downstairs cradling my insides;
I try to tell my friends that I'm dying inside.
Once again, shock horror! They do not believe,
That I am at an end; I am slowly dying.
There must be a serial killer on the loose;
He's taunting me with a loving noose.
Everything seems calm outside my mind,
Why the hell have I imagined such a crimson crime?

I walk back upstairs with my sorrow and fake smiles,
As I realise who's behind such disgusting acts; so vile.
It's me.
I'm the killer behind the mask.
I'm the monster laying in wait in the long grass.
I'm the enemy I've been terrified of,
I'm broken hearted; when will this stop?
I'll pay any cost.
Will I survive my summer spree?
Or will I fall at the hands of my greatest enemy?