Star light star bright
will I take my life tonight?
will I end this game I play
and stop this pain I feel today?
Twinkle twinkle little knife
through my wrist and take my life
bleed the blood and drain the heart
that broke the day that we did part
Mary had a little blade
who’s steel was sharp and fine
and every time that Mary sliced
the blood would pour like wine
Hickory dickory dock
the pistol I did cock
one bullet through the eye
to silence my cry
and my heart would finally stop
Humpty dumpty jumped off a cliff
smashed his face and died in a whiff
all the king’s women and all the king’s men
laughed at humpty once again
Hey diddle diddle
I slashed up my middle
and jump off the top floor
I fell to my death
and expelled my last breath
as I wept to breathe once more
~ Jack Wallen
© Copyright 2012 Jack Wallen. All Rights Reserved.
11 thoughts on “Lullabies for the Damned”
Wow. This is incredible
Never thought nursery rhymes could be so disturbing! Truly visceral. Great job!
What viscous little limerick’s you’ve twisted here Jack! Wonderfully done, the emotion is as strong and as the writing. ;}
Exceptionally. Wicked. Rhymes. *almost-speechless-(combined-with-gleefully-evil) face*
Perfect little lullabies to croon before resting one’s head upon a glittering down of razor blades… Simplicity packed with raw darkness & power. Kudo’s Jack, well done!!
These are dementedly cool, Jack! What a fresh, creative twist on something most of us know and love. I’m envious!
Thank you all for the kind words. Thought I should give these little rhymes a bit of a back story. Way back (when I was in graduate school), I was going through a rather rough period. Things became fairly dark and I spent a lot of time writing some very dark words. Of everything I wrote, I so well remembered these six lullabies that helped me get through the darkest period I had ever experienced. I thought them lost, but recently was going through a folder full of poetry and, to my delight, found them.
I can’t tell you how happy I was that I reconnected with this period in my life. I own this period of my life and will never forget it…nor repeat it. I’m just happy now that it gave birth to words everyone can enjoy.
Thank you again!
Thank you for being brave enough to share, Jack, and strong enough to overcome.
Incredible poetry, my friend! Dark and morose as it comes. Many times, poetry captures the fervor of the written word far better than prose. That is certainly the case here.
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