Ooze like blood slithers, in a drip like motion
Seeping passed dry and cracked,
saliva deprived lips
Absorbing into her inner mouth glands
Relishing in the tickled feeling
She lets out a whimper like croak
Her voice struggling to be heard
Through the cotton shoved down her throat
With her nails grinded away against the cement,
After such a brutal murder, she must feel some physical satisfaction.
She let's her small, deformed fingers
Sprawl across her own despicable body,
That not even her husband of 20 years would touch.
She allows his blood to drip down over her,
Showering her...such a cleansing experience.
Crimson sticking to her, like a second coat of skin
As it pours, enveloping her.
Bathing, washing her once silk like blonde hair,
She opens her lips to taste her lover's pathetic life.
With dark, peering holes for eyes,
She watches as his body hangs over her, nailed neatly to the ceiling.
Who ever thought she would be capable of such a thing?
Smiling and twirling around
Like dancing in the rain,
She relieves her self with this pleasure.
His rejection couldn't stop her from living,
His cruelty couldn't stop her from being happy;
...His absense couldnt stop her from taking revenge into her own hands...
Seeping passed dry and cracked,
saliva deprived lips
Absorbing into her inner mouth glands
Relishing in the tickled feeling
She lets out a whimper like croak
Her voice struggling to be heard
Through the cotton shoved down her throat
With her nails grinded away against the cement,
After such a brutal murder, she must feel some physical satisfaction.
She let's her small, deformed fingers
Sprawl across her own despicable body,
That not even her husband of 20 years would touch.
She allows his blood to drip down over her,
Showering her...such a cleansing experience.
Crimson sticking to her, like a second coat of skin
As it pours, enveloping her.
Bathing, washing her once silk like blonde hair,
She opens her lips to taste her lover's pathetic life.
With dark, peering holes for eyes,
She watches as his body hangs over her, nailed neatly to the ceiling.
Who ever thought she would be capable of such a thing?
Smiling and twirling around
Like dancing in the rain,
She relieves her self with this pleasure.
His rejection couldn't stop her from living,
His cruelty couldn't stop her from being happy;
...His absense couldnt stop her from taking revenge into her own hands...
Author notes
Dear christina,
Hello there...how are you? I really do not know what to say here. lol. But I do hope this contest turns out well for you and goodluck judging. I have found with dark poetry, or any poetry for that matter, that it can be quite hard to judge. So GOOD LUCK!!
A contest entry
- Scare the hell outta me by Megan Awesome.
600 points, ended May 26, 2007, 15 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - SCARE ME TO DEATH by thelovesongwriter.
410 points, ended June 6, 2007, 22 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - "I'm sad" POETRY :( by thelovesongwriter.
345 points, ended June 20, 2007, 96 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Well...I dont know what to say about this one ;)
Comments
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I REALLY love this one! especially the very first line
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you entered my other contest...and you heard what i have to say.! but i'll say it again...i loved it good luck
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this is very good!! I loved it! this gives me the creeps! thanks for entering and good luck
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Wow. This is one demented, messed up, fucked up poem. AND I LOVE IT!!! The flow was wonderful and the whole pom was my favorite part. Lol. I thought it was very creepy. Thank you for entering and good luck!
Megan



