Locked up inside this diminutive chamber of sorrows
Feeling lost and neurotic for my demeanor has reached higher lows
Deranged thoughts simmer, eyes so hollow yet filled with light
Silently sitting here, a smile spreads deviously bright
Knuckles turn ivory as I clench shaking fist
Everything else is unpretentious, nothing around me exist
My own lies had me on a leash, eternally bound
I trudge up stairs to your rooom and you don't hear a sound
Smiling as I watch you, kiss my weapon and whisper goodbye
So peacefully you act, for you are not aware tonight you die
I approach you slowly livening up my life, so incredibly dull
Your eyes meet mine and widen as I repeatedly crush your thick skull
Blood splatters across my face, slowly I like my lips
Standing tall and strong as it slides down fingertips.
The flame of adrenaline inside is once again reignited
I remember when you danced on the uncharted territory of my mind, uninvited
On your thigh I carve a message and the blade I embed
My heart rages at the thought of your friend as the floor creaks above my head
The perfect team for miscellaneous acts, for making my life hell
Just thinking about the pain makes my eyes start to swell
I open up her door and ask her a small, simple favor
Intrigied by the essence of murder, entranced by its flavor
You turn agitated to your closet and I am right behind you
Awaiting the sweetest revenge that is so long overdue
Face contorts to horror as you see the blood covered bowling pin
You try to run to safety but realize you cannot win
I smash it into your face, with each blow evening the score
I hit until I have no strenght until your beauty is no more
I take the tool that once gave me power and carve a message on your thigh
Forcing into your taut skin, your eyes seem to ask why
With no one left in this house I retreat to my room
Tears start to disperse as reality seems to bloom
Dead bodies in my home, blood all over my hands
This is what happens when you hate, when no one understands
Still I feel alive, still in my heart I feel I've won
Laughing I call the authorities and admit what I've just done
It was worth every minute, their blood on my face, the horror in their eyes
Still smiling I think of it all...
What and Unfortunate Demise
Author notes
This is a dream I had and It may come true
option number 5
A contest entry
- Dark, Morbid, Insane, Disturbing Options and Nothing But by xxRainbowDawnxx.
300 points, ended February 16, 2007, 48 entries
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very good, there is a couple of typos you could fix though
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Dark and deep... I can feel the nightmare of certain thoughts and fears within our darkest nightmares... I hope this does not come true, I would not wish this feeling to come to me either.
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For a dream i wouldnt want to dream this..it creeoed me out and scared me a bit..but this was an incredible write...freaky but great! your words used t describe your dream were strong and made an incredible poem...you are a talened writter and should never stop writting!
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kickass!
Wow.Wow.Wow. This is fucking awesome! It is dark, twisted, hateful and brilliant. I love it. I love the insanity you expressed in this poem. Once again, fucking awesome!
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Thanks Jeb. its appreciated
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When you told me you were feeling blood thirsty I was thinking okay but this is amazing! Your emotions just slammed me in the face, or maybe that was the book on my head?!?!? Lol.
It's a great peice, so full of emotion, it's like I feel what you feel
Love Cazza
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Cazza
lol, haha thanx so much. I enjoyed writing this even though its a little twisted and sick
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