Prostitues
And whores
I can see them all
But they can't feel me
Because I never shared
Their curse of humanity
This satisfaction
Of feasting on flesh
Tasting all the juices
I always thought
That the human body
Looks better from the insides
Where there are no disguises
And no makeup
To hide how ugly
We all are
Shes number four
She smiled
When she accepted me
Through her door
We were close friends
From the age of six
Too bad she was also
A living being
Shes number seven
And I loved to sin with her
We used to crawl to bed together
And I'd make her scream whenever
I wanted to make all those
Weird noises she made
Out of her speaking hole
Be shut forever
Number twelve was my favorite
She was red haired
And I loved her
But I guess I got carried
By my thirst
Since I always love it
When the red water
Comes out of their body
They can't stop me
They don't know me
They wont suppress
My will to mangle
And maim
To strangle
And stain
They don't know
How I became
A divine being
Among the maggots
Who litter this earth
None of you knows how its like
Being a god
I decide who lives and who dies
Who screams and who cries
But I'll tell you a little secret
When you sweat
It makes it all better
And its only fun
If you run
But what drives me
Truly insane
Is when I can't make the beating
Inside of you stop
Why do you keep beating
While I rip you
With my teeth
Why wont you stop
The beating inside of you?
I agree with nightlight1220 Mr Ghost Rider Sir
I agree with nightlight1220 Mr Ghost Rider Sir.It is my humble view that a rough/hideous profile picture depicts a nice man.So........ My spinach calls ~B Happy~
©bishu
A little too 'horror
A little too 'horror filmish'. You have to write something everydayish to really make an impact. It's like you're trying too hard...writing for notoriety and not from the heart.
Just what i got from it.
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...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
Serial killers...
I really like this! I have been thinking of doing a first person perspective, serial killer poem myself. This gives me inspiration. I love the dark stuff =)