Slipping farther into the sickness
Farther...rather....sober...
Kill this television...
Its annoying...why the fuck is she sleeping
Morter...morter...morter covers the body
She hates you...
Listen to my words...
I am my own conscience
Murder...mutter...kill the fucking cunt
Oh oh oh whimpering from her mouth
This initmancy is twisted
Die now...or go home...
I'm not ready to kill you and me...
The eyes falling from her sockets
Blood drips...floor puddled
She's sleeping
She's bleeding
I'm leaving this apartment
These wounds are evident
I died for her
This ghost I am returns with whispers
Pull at me...rescue me...
From her...lying
Knives and these instruments
Things to make the body unident
Ideal..mentality
These sheets are stained
With blood and brain
I'm done with you
Kill the cunt
Kill the fucking...bitch
This unloyalty...itch
Free me...free me...
Only this fucking liar...
Murder...morter...torture
(Sing)
I leave you here
To rest my beautiful
In plaster
Well at least you'll be more meaningful
Author notes
Ok different a lot of anger and hate I wanted to get out. This is where regardstoyesturday gets heavier. This is leaning towards between the buried and me & the number twelve looks like you. Please tell me what you think. This is not directed towards anyone really I was just pissed.
A contest entry
- Dead Victories & Blood Lust Kisses by Sorath.
500 points, ended December 20, 2007, 14 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - L@@K - 2in1 Contest! Surprise me poems! Prewrites welcome! by Melissa Burns.
450 points, ended December 24, 2007, 17 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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Thank you for entering my humble little contest
I am enjoying this one alot - I hope you had as much fun entering as I am reading all the different entries! I am really getting some good stuff this time around
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Thank you for entering! I'm guessing you chose one of the music lyrics. I had to read this one twice, it really stoked me. I love the abstract formality and how you put real emotion behind this poem. I love the last verse the most. 'In plaster
Well at least you'll be more meaningful'
I just really loved that line.
Good Luck!
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Good... I could tell that you were pissed..
Good Job
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