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Solace In The Rain

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So foolish of you to have wandered here
A sheep has strayed from the herd
While others lie in their clueless rest
You will not be deterred.

You stagger and search, your eyes on the trees
And as always, I drink my fill
When I decide that I want to be seen
You scream, and then you be still

I'm quite a sight, am I not? Its true
Though looks do not matter too much
Its fun to be what they think isn't real
To shatter their world with a touch.

I've come to finish the deal, my child
Just listen, and don't be alarmed
As long as you stay by my side, and be good
I'll make sure you come to no harm.

You are like me, apart from the rest
So I've come to make you my own
Our domain is a wild and lonely place
But in these woods you're never alone

Thunderheads hover, ominous helpers
The rain lets them know I am here
Children stare out their foggy windows
Waiting for me to appear.

What's this, little one? You want to go home?
This I can never allow
There is no home once you've witnessed me
Sleep easy, and I'll show you how.

Monsters live well in this world, they do
Ones so much more vile than I
So take my hand and we'll leave them behind
No reason to live in a lie.
I've been feeling particularly inspired lately when it comes to poetry, and this one *happened* to be kickstarted by Slender Man's menacingly poetic Twitter update, “take solace in the rain, my children. It only means I am near.”

As of late, every time I see a man in a suit I think of him. EVERY TIME. And the same goes with sufficiently spindly trees, deserted streets at night, Japanese Noh masks, and when the weather upsets the antennae on our so-called “digital” cable, making people look like they have no faces.
Its an obsession, but it sure is a fun obsession.

Slender Man strikes me as a very lonely creature, but considering his self-appointed status as terrorizer of humankind, that isn't much of a surprise. There are a certain few that have endeared themselves to him and they evidently become proxies and thus recieve an endless supply of free (if a bit weird) hugs.
And the gibbering madness.
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From-Time's avatar
This is one of my favorite stories XD

it's amazing how two different little places can show such astounding difference 0,0