Complicated.....To the most

Don't ease at the door this time
Leather slapping against the mellow skin of your back,
Cuts so deep they can't help
but to wrap around your spine
with each basting pressure of pain.

You try to think
why?
Damned if you do
Dead if you don't
What path do you choose?


Feel the pressure of my hands against your neck
My fingernails dig in clawing at your throat
scratching your voice so when you scream, it sounds like the
siren of a muffled microphone
as I lay you down on the metal table as cold as your eyes

Yes now is the time when I feel immortal, I feel alive
My strength is overcoming, Now your at my control, Now
I'm God.
Give me a sign and tell me what you feel open your eyes,
show me they're hollow, show me the consequence of killing you,
Show me your abstract picture..Paint it with the dance of your feet,
the clenching of your fist or the disorderliness of your eyes
Tell Me!
Let me feel it....
Let me know..

Now seeing this knife entering your chest
Seeing the blood drip, coloring your body in the floresent
Red water that you quench from ripe rose petals.
You try to scream but the blanket over your mouth means....
Silence...
Moving?
Why so much?
Your bleeding, moving will only result in...Suicide...
So don't move, Let me soften your heart
you'll live longer.

Can I?...Touch you, moving my hand down feeling the warmth of your
sexuality
Hearing you moan is most pleasing, It tempts me
Makes me want more than I can take.
I'm not going to impose, because you have already been tanted with
the foul stench of man, in which you knew you could do better,
No i'll just play
Make you crave me
Only I'll never give

Now your breathing alot slower
Please don't give up on me now
I haven't finished...
Do you want me to stop?
..........................
Well I can't
not after that
what you did...

Take one last look, One last breath
While I puncture your heart and kiss your dieing lips and
Watch your face slip into porcelain, and your eyes come to a close
As I paint your body one more with the black bag you were so
Egger to slip into
My God, you look beautiful...

Can you forgive me? I was just trying to tell you something
Something Important, but you wouldn't listen!
You never did!
Why was that?
It doesn't matter now, or did you forget what you did to me?
Remember?
When you raped me?

I had nowhere to run, I just had to sit there
While you ripped off my clothes
told me I was a worthless piece of shit
Let you abuse me
Let you suck me, hump me
and made me cum until I could feel anything anymore......
and you wondered why I hated you.

Then you took everything from me.

I'll put a marker on your grave: In Loving Memory Of a Mother
as I bury you sideways in the dirt of route 66
and then burn your belongings so you never exsisted.


People in the future will walk past and read the tombstone
and say "Who's Mother?" a Mother
and look over and say "Who's Son?" a Son
People in the future will dig up our graves and I'll be the one
They recognize

But you...
Your a John Doe,

So they'll never find out your name

Never find out what you did...

And never find out....

Your My Mother.