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The Slice of Agony

As the ropes burn into my skin
I recall how I came to be
in this place of agony

I was seduced, I admit
by the sheer ploy of the sight
a girl not more than 25
was looking quite the fright
She was scared and hungry
and beaten for sure
the sight of her implored me
to heal and protect
though that night
I will not easily forget

I helped her into my home
and placed her on the couch
heading for the bathroom for supplies
As I turned around
the last thing I hear was the smack that turned out the lights

I woke in my bed
restrained by ropes
she said "You are a fool
surrounded by hope
you didn't see what I truly was
now you will experience sweet agony
for your ignorance"

I twitched when I saw the knives
and gasped when the blade touched
she didn't slice my skin
yet kept me in terror
tracing my skin
The terror was gripping
and was my imagination
she looked like she was having a good time
yet I couldn't remember a more traumatic night
As the knife sliced my skin from my neck to groin
an agony never experienced before seared my brain

It felt like fire that burned my skin
and a line of red tricked down my skin
I opened my eyes thru the pain
and saw her eyes glitter with glee
I said thru my clenched teeth
"Why me?"

She said "You were an easy mark,
full of hope and spark,
I longed to drain that hope and spark away
with my slices of agony"

She sliced and sliced
til the whole thing that mattered
was the seconds between the slices
As my blood poured and gushes
my screams continued
and the bloody dresser mirror in front of me
showed me the horror of her work

Cuts deep enough to show bone
left me with chills
while the cuts on my face disfiguring as they were
made me recoil in disgust
I said "There is nothing left
why keep me alive"

She said with an ice cold manner
"Your soul still needs to be drained"


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  • DemonChild
    March 10, 2007
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    good

    the feeling is there but your words need a more deprate feel to them. as it is it is like reading a disjointed story the words in some lines do not match with the story you are trying to portray. But the feeling is there you just have to find the right words to release them


  • DancingShadowCorpse
    March 6, 2007

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    This poem is really good but may I make one suggestion that could make it a bit better...

    'It felt like fire that burned my skin
    and a line of red tricked down my skin'

    This part is awekward because it is the only two lines in a row that end with the same thing, you could write my flesh on one and leave the other as is... it is only a suggestion. With that aside, this piece is brilliant and I like it a lot. Thank you for entering!


  • GuardianPhoenix7289
    March 2, 2007
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    WHOA

    *calls 911*
    lol
    nah jk
    This was FANTASTIC!!! It made me feel a little freaked out!!!! VERY freaky indeed!!! To have someone do something like this to me would be most freaky! And just to think, there are people like this! They seem to have a torture fetish if you ask me... good job!!!!


  • Heavens Child
    February 28, 2007
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    This is fantastic! I absolutely love the imagery. Gripping and chilling. Great work.