Origins Of The Axeman

By Malcholm Dark

I was a lumberjack and good at my trade
It was always about the life I had made.
I loved what I did while living my dream
Working with nature, the outdoors so clean.

Then one day my life style came tumbling down
A tree branch fell and drove me into the ground.
Although most of my physical damage was repairable
The brain damage and thinking process became unbearable.

It was close, I should have been killed
Instead, a darkness was instilled.
And that is when I lost the laughter
No more happily ever after.

A hunger for murder grew into obsession
I unchained the beast which feeds off my regression.
The good in me is gone, I lost my humanity
But found an emptiness within the insanity.

I search for new killing fields, an infamous man
The slaughtering of you creates art that is grand.
I am the Pablo Picasso within my field
Instead of a paint brush it's an axe that I wield.

I am shadow that preys upon light   
I am horror that causes you fright.
I am bogeyman, I am nightmare
I am diabolic... so take care!


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Copyright 2010 Malcholm Dark
Published on Thursday, September 9, 2010.     Filed under: "Horror" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

a prequel to (the art show) and upcoming pieces
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  • Tartis Flammis On Sunday, November 11, 2012, Tartis Flammis (19)By person wrote:

    An intense write. An insane read.

  • EternalScream On Tuesday, September 21, 2010, EternalScream (188)By person wrote:

    Amazing write:) i can picture a man with a axe all covered in blood....oh no he is coming for me.got to run and thanks for sharing:)

  • A former member wrote: I love how he gets all psycho and jacked up from something that he loved.

  • lupus tenebrae On Thursday, September 9, 2010, lupus tenebrae (1017)By person wrote:

    A brilliant prequel indeed, after reading "The Art Show" it left me wondering the origins of such an eccentric killer. This was a great tale of madness, and the insight into the killer's mind expanded an already gruesome setting, write on. Scholar


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