I reached for her hand as I kiss her tears.
"Why don't you even say a word?" I mocked.
Her bloodshot eyes mirrored her dreadful fears.
I cut her tongue; she can't talk I forgot.
My blade kissed her pale skin and screamed menace.
Inch by inch, my blade digs deep and she moans.
Red and thick in her veins, now on my hands.
How lovely indeed; luscious flesh and bones.
I played with her body quite a bit.
Scratch, claw, slice, chop, oh, look at her insides!
Won't stop 'till I crafted a hundred slits.
How boring, slain my frail prey for tonight.
Forgotten humanity, who am I?
Well, who cares? Vile, fiend, evil, mouth full of lies.
Disclaimer: Some humans inflict pain, some receive it. Some humans are afraid, some humans take advantage of their weaknesses. The world is not fair, and it will never be. And being a human gives us the ability to choose between good and evil or somewhat between it. And whatever move we take, it will always depend on our choices.
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Reveries & Wonders
PoetryI bleed words and turn them into literary pieces. A collection of my poems and short stories. Photo by: Hannah Busing
