Look at me
With the eyes that I took from you
Call me sick
I lay in your bed last night
And you never knew.
But what did I do?
Rape is for the failures
The insecure and the fuckin' boy diddlers
And murder is so very, very fast
No, shivering girl, I wanted this to last
But what did I do?
Why, I walked in your dreams!
Don't cry, it's worse than it seems
I know who you love
Or rather, who you loved
Oh, what did I do!
My, but your so very lonely now
No reason to scream, no one's around
Let's start with your throat
Hmm, shall we make it your scroat?
At least now it will make sense when shit comes out of your mouth
So lovely, when your clothed
Beneath those layers, who else knows?
The skin of humans makes me sick
Let's save some time and get rid of it
Who am I, What am I?
The drill left your leg with holes
Now what did I do with your soul?
Ah yes, here it is! You sold it to me
And now I get to do this for all eternity
Welcome to Hell, may I take your hopes and dreams?
A contest entry
- Tears Ran Dry, Echoes Of Sadness (( Give Me Dark, Creepy, Sad, Cutting, Suicide, Ex.)) by HereComesTheSun.
550 points, ended September 14, 2008, 50 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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holy shit an amazing poem wow.
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Wow! This is so amusing. I loved it! The title and last line are pure genius. It caught my attention and drew me in. I loved the slightly mocking tone, made things quite interesting. It flowed wonderfully. My favorite poem I've read all night. I have to applaud you on that. Best of luck in the contest. Amazing write!




