A childhood depression has built up inside with rage
And these horrible thoughts I've hidden are ready to engage
You stand there screaming, yelling, threatening my name
I take it all in and hold my head down in shame
The more you lash out, the more i grit my teeth
I raise my eyes to you like an evil has been unleashed
This seems to happen all the time, and each time my anger builds
I think it may have reached it's peak cause my hands i cannot feel
All of those black and white slasher films go racing through my mind
Then my place in hell was booked and paid as the blood ran down your spine
This i must say marked the beginning of a fulfilling killing spree
even Satan limits his maddness to somekind of degree
One lead to another like an addiction being fed
The missing person add got bigger filling everyone with dread.
I swept society off their feet,feeding this demanding hunger
My fame grew bigger as search parties grew and labeled me a murderer
But you see a corpse has such beauty and dignity a life could never have
I would say it feels satisfying, but feeling is what I lack
So with this I leave a mark of inferiority complex on the land
And I shall never ever wash the blood stain off my hands
Now that they have found me I tell them splendid detail of my horrific crimes
and watch as the writers and psychologist try to get deep inside my mind
A contest entry
- Let me see your darkest side by sociaL IntollErance.
400 points, ended January 9, 2008, 28 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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ha
fuckin RIGHT!!!!!!!
I ADORE THIS PIECE! Seriously adore it,
and it's fun exploring the mind of a killer.....
*darkened grin*
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shades of btk
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HEHEHE...
You have managed to pull off a great RHYMING STORY! on one of my favorite subjects...LOL
That in itself is never an easy task to do. So well done on a great piece of writing...
All the best,
~T.S~
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this is one of my favorite subjects too i have been obsessed with serial killers from an early age...thanks
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