Warning: This work has been rated 16+ for violence and mature content.
*This is a song/poem from the perspective of a child taken by the Creepypasta character, Laughing Jack, who was created by Snuffbomb. There are also some references to childhood media, to make it more real-sounding. This is underneath my folder titled “Creepypasta Stuff”. Enjoy!*
A clown for a friend
He promised us a Neverland
Like Peter Pan, we thought that we’d soar
But just like The Lost Boys, we’re animals
We bite and we claw
At those who help us
This is a circus of deceit
We followed the scent of cotton candy
Saccharine-dreams of riding unicorns and braving the dragons
The taste of human flesh is rotten in our mouths
We can’t remember our names
“Mommy? Daddy? Where are you?
Were you ever there?”
One functioning body, we all work to make the biggest playground
The clown says that if we’re good,
Then he’ll send us back to where we belong
But the time has melded together
Everyone has gone on without us
Our friends have already pursued their dreams
They’ve rode the rollercoasters and tasted the corn dogs
They’ve tossed aside the peanuts and got the candy of their lives
But we’re still in the mess of a carnival
The calliope plays on
A sweet, silly song
The screams get louder
When someone finds the clown,
We make them drown
We jump back and eat
Adults, they’re gone
Help, it’s gone
The world calls us “The Children”
Just “The Children”
Bloodied, skeletal husks of children
Children who didn’t listen
Bad, terrible children
It’s our fault for trusting him
But we thought that he was our friend
The clown said that he just wanted to play
Never did we ask to be what we are now
Never did we ask to be the monsters we once feared
In a faraway life, we ate the meals cooked for us
We ate at home
We ate at school
We ate at restaurants
Surrounded by those who loved us
Surrounded by those who cared
Goodness, why didn’t we see?
We thought that we were alone
So we came to the clown
Who promised to treat us like Kings and Queens
To give us magic and mayhem
Now if anyone stumbles through
We bite
We eat
We eat their body
We eat their soul
At his command, we follow
They scream, they cry
They fight for their life
It’s oh so loud
They’re oh so scared
But we can’t make it stop
We know that somewhere
There’s a savior, someone who will
Take us out of this Hell
Give us back our parents
Give us back our names
Isn’t that how all stories end?
The monster gets slayed
The children get saved
Isn’t that how it’s supposed to end?
Please, I don’t want to kill anybody anymore
Please, I want to see my friends again
My parents are waiting for me
I’m done with the fairgrounds of sorrows
Take me over the rainbow, where the glorious Land of Oz waits
My teeth hurt
My hands hurt
Everything hurts
Please, I want to go home
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Hi! This is a very heart wrenching poem and I think it is well written from the perspective of a child. Although in some places I feel like the language doesn’t feel like it’s a child’s, I think the poem wouldn’t be the same if it was changed so maybe it’s better to leave it like that. I’m talking about the lines like “ Bloodied, skeletal husks of children” I don’t think a child thinks like that. But in most places, the use of imagery of school, parents, rollercoasters convey the emotions and troubles of a really young person very well.
My favourite part is,
“ Isn’t that how all stories end?
The monster gets slayed
The children get saved
Isn’t that how it’s supposed to end?”
It conveys a belief in happy endings that most people only have in their childhood. And yet it’s heart breaking for the reader at the same time because they see it through their own perspective.
Overall, I like the tone and mood of the poem and it’s well written.
Have a great day/night!
Byee!
Hi there! It’s Coffee pouring by to write a comforting review for a wonderfully sentimental piece!

First of all, I’m shocked this work has zero reviews, it’s honestly great!! I don’t have vast knowledge about Creepypasta or any other stuff like that but I understand the point of the story and the motives etc. Plus, even though I don’t know details and where it’s originated from this piece made me intrigued and made me question more about characters and if they do get their “happy ending” after all.
The beginning was great, great as in it really drew me in and made me want to read more and before I knew it the poem ended. I loved the constant reference on things we all know like Peter Pan and the Lost Boys as a main reference, it really made me as a reader with fresh eyes, aware of the situation and made me really understand how the children felt as I can relate them to something well know like The Lost Boys.
I mean…they’re called Lost Boys for a reason. Plus, although they had Peter in many versions, they were never happy, in fact they stayed as children-ferocious, nasty children. No family. Limited friends and their whole lives were spent with a manipulative Peter. Really depends on what version you agree with most and what view you have. Same with this short poem.
Honestly, I just love it so much I don’t know what to say anymore!! I love the ending it really makes me want to hug the children and tell them they’re ok and that they can live a normal childhood and they can meet their loved ones. But, it is followed by a quick and sinking feeling of dread knowing even if I could,
1.They would probably be controlled by the clown forever, against their willpower
2.Sometimes…happy endings aren’t always a reality. That’s the harsh, cold reality sometimes.
Although it seems hopeless, I really wanted to reach through and hug them tight and tell them “it's ok”. It’s small but totally effective.
Thank you for reading and have a good day/night!!
Have a cup of sweet, hot coffee while you’re at it? Treat yourself to a biscuit too, don’t be shy!