'He seemed so nice
So inviting
It all happened so fast
Now it’s over
He took me on a few dates
He made me feel special
Date four he raped me
He apologized after
I thought it was my fault
I took him back
He became controlling
Date six it all crashed
He had a knife
He slowly started cutting my skin
I was to be his next sculpture
I cried until I couldn’t cry anymore
He got into my head
I thought we had something
He peeled my nails back
One at a time
It’s been twelve hours
He’s raped me a second time
I can’t move
I’m sorry for whatever I’ve done
He comes in close to my face
Whispers sweat nothings
Goodbye
One last stab to my heart'
They say I wasn’t the first
And I hear I’m not the last
I spend eternity watching him
Hoping he gets caught
A contest entry
- Serial Killers by Tattboyspet.
425 points, ended March 6, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think
Comments
-
Whispers sweat nothings - should be sweet
This was rather cliched, but despite it's length I read it to the end (lol!) which is quite a feat for me considering as my concentration span is only a millimeter long
Thank you for your entry
Adding your comment:
