My reality warping bones shattering
So hungry forced to suck out my own marrow
Senses reeling with freakish consequences
Fish hook’s pierce molten hold on entry
I try to scream and choke instead…
As steaming hot puss is poured down my throat..
Why am I being punished with this nightmare?
I only axed open a chest and stole a heart
Since mine was broken…is it wrong to replace it?
Walls wavering flickering with twist soul’s
Each showering me with it’s own wretched spew
Flowing to the floor where it hisses reeking gas’s
The hooks pull and tear from their every movement
As lines tear their flesh so do they rip mine…
Thunder and lightning lashes and burns like a burning whip
Flesh ruptures where ever it strikes… and my blood fountains
My stomach swollen beyond capacity explodes…
Writhing eggs flow forth erupting into hellish demons!!
My eyes pop spraying juices into their awaiting mouths
In their frenzy to drink me dry, they rip their own apart
Muscle, bone and steaming organs now line the room
Gibbering faces leer into mine, before they feast in earnest
In go the claws tearing layers off my frame
And as I scream they take turns at making me drink their fluids
By sticking their festering dicks deep down my throat
Even biting brings no remorse as my teeth turn to dust..
And their thick acid juices squirt feasting on my soul.
My ears from the start have been tortured with sound
My drums long ago burst, and now all is amplified
Skeletal arms flesh at many stages of rot grasping
Though most slide back into the oozing boards
Some tear away a piece of my sanity as they fall
Unable to move as my I am chained by pulsating tendons
Spread eagle in the air, bloodied tears dripping everywhere
As my flesh begins to regenerate slow and agonizing
Demons scream in laughter taunting and masturbating
Waiting for their toy to heal before starting a fresh
All I did was beat rape and murder for the love of it
To be repayed by becoming, a plaything for Satan son’s to enjoy
To finally die and here I will stay reliving their pleasures
Once I thought I was asleep and this was a nightmare
Now I know I am sadly mistaken, as the agony starts anew
My punishment and death will linger for all eternity.
Author notes
just some dark toture kinda long and spread, but should still be sick enough, if not give it the flick, ill try again another time.
A contest entry
- Sick and Twisted 5 by Acidanthra.
525 points, ended September 2, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
honesty please
Comments
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Well it's definitely sick and twisted. Very good detailed imagery, vivid and gory. Congratulations on gold. Sick enough to deserve it.
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I think it can use more gore, evil, and imagery. You still have a few days to work on it. Let me know when you have revised it...
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This poem is very deep. I like it. Keep up the good job.
I love the way you write. So, I will be back to read more. (Its a good thing you're on my favs list!)
Dani
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Given the holiday weekend, I will comment and judge this contest a little slower, but dont remove your entries, I will not forget you... :P
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wow
wow it seems so dark and brooing-like, but it is a strong poem, good job.
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I like it
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Another fantastic write and wish you well with the contest. An eye opener thats for sure
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Hmmmmmm. It is daylight and hehe my heart is racing so yeah it is very good write. An early morning wake up to remind me that im still alive. Thanks for sharing and goodluck to you in the contest.
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So dark and morbid.
I enjoyed reading this.
I write a lot like this.
Well done, and best of luck in your contest.
xx.
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