This is a dark poem written for a writing prompt in the True Crime, Horror Story & Dark Poetry fb group. Here is the prompt: you can write either a #story or #poem that includes a funeral, a bouncy house and lifeless body/bodies. Make it as twisted and as creepy as you can!
____________________________________________________
I watch your body bump and bounce, but I don't give one single ounce
Of fucks over your dead body.
Your form bent wrong at the bottom of the stairs,
Causes me to smile, no more illicit affairs,
You got what you deserved.
For you were a right son of a bitch. You made my skin crawl and itch;
I'm not sad you're gone.
Someone else can go cry a river over your rotting, septic liver,
At this farce they call a funeral today.
I have no intention to celebrate,
Someone I've come to loathe and hate.
You don't deserve a drop of sympathy.
A suit to work, put on the front; every day with you a battlefront.
Sorry, I'm most definitely not sorry.
Really it's all a joke to me, 'cause all you'll ever be
Is a creepy clown, an inflatable bouncing around, with a threatening frown,
In the horror show you made my life.
And now here you flounce and flop, to that empty six-foot plot,
Without another thought, and there you'll mold and rot.
Good riddance.
About the Creator
Enjoyed the story? Support the Creator.
Subscribe for free to receive all their stories in your feed. You could also pledge your support or give them a one-off tip, letting them know you appreciate their work.
Reader insights
Outstanding
Excellent work. Looking forward to reading more!
Top insights
Compelling and original writing
Creative use of language & vocab
Easy to read and follow
Well-structured & engaging content
Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
Expert insights and opinions
Arguments were carefully researched and presented
Eye opening
Niche topic & fresh perspectives
Heartfelt and relatable
The story invoked strong personal emotions
Masterful proofreading
Zero grammar & spelling mistakes
On-point and relevant
Writing reflected the title & theme
Comments (11)
I just remembered how much I love this
This is so wicked and fabulous. I love the last line, "Without another thought, and there you'll mold and rot." DAMN 😍
This comment has been deleted
Oh boy I love this Heather. Great take on Dharsheena’s prompt hahaha.
Oh damn!
This was wickedly good! You have some divinely clever wording in here. I loved this line, "Someone else can go cry a river over your rotting, septic liver," Great job!! 😍😍
VERY macabre! Almost like a twisted fun house of imagery. WELL done!!
Very dark and a great take on the challenge
Omggg this was awesomeeee! Fantabulous! So twisted and I loved the lack of remorse. That's how it should be done. We should never feel guilty when we off people who make our life a living hell. Lol, I loved your poem!
Great job on the challenge! This is very dark.
Also, this line here "A suit to work, put on the front; every day with you a battlefront", I swear I was expecting to hear "you useless, miserable rotten c**t" in there somewhere. 🤣🤣
Hahahaha. Omfg. This is fantastic.