I began to thrive on this shit.
Killing just because I could,
and my last kill only confirmed
how creative I could be with it.
Shit! I was creative.
I was invincible.
I was God.....
It wasn't long after that
this crazed dementia that
was dominating my very existence
would expose itself once again.
Heh Heh! It was such a little thing.
Filled with innocence.
Created to bring joy.
But once I wrapped that string around
my finger, it became so much more.
This infestation inside the ravine
of my dark soul had laid dormant
for too long and it was about to erupt.
As I walked along the dreary streets
of the sombre city,
hidden by the shadows and occasional
dimly lit street lamp,
I began to fondle the plastic sphere
that I held in my left hand.
With my thumb I caressed
the roughness of the string that
circled around my right index finger.
Ooooh! It was like being a kid again.
Every once in a while I'd
drop the sphere down,
letting it glide along the string,
down to the bottom.
As she approached me,
I couldn't help but almost
feel sorry for the tramp.
Her well exposed body spoke for itself.
It cried......"I'm a slut."
Softly speaking....
"Leave your mark on my body."
I didn't bother to expel the thought
from my mind,
as I smiled at the thought
of what awaited
this inept young woman.
Holding that small little toy
in my hand, I followed her
to a small dark alleyway
where the fading light
seemed to reflect off her
bleached blond hair.
She stepped in front,
to lead the way and as I let
the sphere ride its way down
I raised my hands up
and guided that string around
the softness of her neck.
Heh...Heh!
I pulled tighter on that string,
wrapping it around that
stupid bitches neck for
a second time, just to
prevent it from breaking.
Oooh she tried....
I'll give her that much.
She fought....
She struggled....
She even screamed.....
It's unfortunate that life deluded her,
as her lifeless body writhed
and then dropped to the cold ground.
I walked away with a smile
as I once again allowed my
plastic sphere to travel its path
along the string and back
up to my finger.
Who would have thought?
Heh heh! a simple toy....
A child's yo-yo...
I returned to the shadows
to become just another voice......
A voice without.....
reasoning.
Author notes
Background Courtesy of LadyDementia
This is a continuation from my story ~Memoires of Murder~
Part 1
Empty Carcass
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3848603
Part 2
~Birth of a Killer~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/3924763
Part 3
~The Suffering~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/show/3944421
Part4
~A Voice Without Reasoning~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4004399
Part 5
~My Masterpiece~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4010999
Part 6
~Trick or Treat~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4702575
Part 7
~My Madness~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/4765093
Part 8
~Judgement Day~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/5808785
Part 9
~Benediction~
http://allpoetry.com/poem/5830803
For the record, I have never killed nor intend to kill anyone this is pure FICTION
In a list
A contest entry
- Quest For The Darkest Writer In Town...Round 4!!!! by LadyDementia.
1500 points, ended March 30, 2008, 3 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Bloody Thoughts by SpiritDarkmaiden.
1200 points, ended June 29, 2008, 27 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow, who knew a yo-yo could be so dangerous? I like the way you form a stanza with a sentence or two, something I haven't been able to achieve quite yet. The bloody hand print really adds an eerie feeling. Thanks for entering.
Bloody wishes
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A fantastically written piece. You built up the suspense so well, I love the 'I was god', I am sure many killers actually believe that. You made wonderful use of the word bank, in all a superb entry. Thank you and the very best of luck
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Yo-yo? I'll never look at them the same way again! Heh heh. This is still brilliant. It's creepy and basically one of my favorite reads now :]
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"I was God....." - I am certain that MANY killers feel that way!
The fact that you have used a child's toy makes it even creepier
Your words are only exceded by your imagination my friend - truly, well done!
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thank you...i am having a bit of fun with this story...Heh heh!
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hahahahahahahahaha - I can DEFINITELY tell that!!!!
Hell, I'm having just as much fun reading it too!
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oo goody.. now I have ideas of ways to randomly threaten ppl.. lol.. interesting choice and great write.
Kitten~*
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