My torturer paces restlessly
Not quite knowing what to do
He leaves me chained to the ceiling
But returns with a barbed wire whip
Begging, Pleading, asking him to let me live
The whip tearing into my flesh
Ripping the skin off my back
My bloodcurdling screams are music to his ears
I can see it
Finally he's bored and flips out a blade
Defeated tears fall like rain from my eyes
Now he proceeds to decorate my face
Blood pours from deep gashes
From temple to jawbone
I'm in hell
His touch sends fire through my body
A thin line around my throat
A necklace sripping blood
He throws water across my back
Damn it hurts so much
Now I'm begging for death
Anything is better than this
Blood runs down my body
Covers the floor
He watches as I bleed to death
The last thing I see
Is his cruel smile.
Author notes
Not one of my best pieces but it's tolerable.
A contest entry
- Murderous, Gruesome, Sick, Twisted....... by Synthetic-Nightmare.
1600 points, ended June 8, 2007, 35 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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God thats harsh. babe please if you are going to write dont write about you being tortured ok? I love you and I can't stand the thoughts of thinking of you in this pain. Write about me being tortured or something like that, just not you ok babe?
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Great visuals. Wierd though that I can often see myself as the torturer.
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STunning
it is full of agony and torture ..i like it
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WOW!
this is a STUNNING piece of work! You can feel the agony of the one who's being tortured as if it were yourself. An all around great piece! Good luck in the contest!
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