Chiller

Say it thrice,
mirror up front,
door is shut,
lights gone off.
Rock the baby back and forth.
Hold it close and rock.
Baby Blue.
There he is, invisible,
Baby Blue.
13 times you rock,
heavier and heavier it grows.
Scratching you,
clawing you.
Heavier, heavier,
Baby Blue.
Flush him down!
Quick and run!
Shut the door,
before dear Mama comes.
Screaming and hollering,
Reaching out...
For
Baby
Blue
Hurry now,
before she gets you.
Dear Baby Blue.

The Torture



I'm glad we have this time to be alone

But sweety, I will need your phone.

So I'll take it if you please

Relax, put your mind at ease

I don't intend on killing you now

No no, that I can't allow

We need some time, you and I

But, I can not lie

Your nightmares are about to come true

and nobody is going to help you

You're a twenty dollar craigslist whore

Who walked into a stranger's door

For our first, and last date

Atleast you offered me a good rate

The sedative from your drink should be kicking in

Then the show can begin

Are you ready for the fame?

Everyone hearing your name.

It's going to be a memorable show

Unfortunately, Pain and agony you must undergo

First, I plan to cut your legs off at the thigh

But a tourniquit will be in place so you don't die

But from the pain you'll definately pass back out

This, I have no doubt

Will give me time for a small break

to wait while you awake

But don't worry, won't be any sexual assault

Although, I may stick a blade into your vaginal vault

And I'll definately will cut off each finger

And that pain will linger

Next, will be your arms at the elbow

and by then you'll just want to let go

Especially when I slice off your breast

That part is honestly the best

Then I'll release the tourniquits so you bleed

Finishing off my sadastic deed.

but I promise I won't touch your face

To destroy something so beautiful would be a disgrace

I will masturbate to it for weeks

Will find gratification with the sexual peeks

I can't wait

This is going to be great

Shhhh....Hush little baby don't you cry

When you awake, you are going to die...

Matthew Kult, oh that's so creepyly cool! I like it.

[font=Verdana]Tyrant

The tides are rushing forth to flow
through a plughole in her breast.
Memory and conscience spill

down the blue fields of her blouse.
Somewhere a man of certain race is collected from his home
and murdered in a jail cell.

Many years ago a girl
was thrust onto a blazing heap.
Red cotton socks falling apart.

He withdraws the knife and frowns
at a stain on his new shoes.
He tears the woman's blouse,

shoves the separated cloth
in a breast pocket.
Takes her key, leaves the room,

locks the door then slides the key
through the letterbox.
In a faraway palace death warrants are signed.

The general has had his lunch -
champagne, chicken, chocolate mousse -
and is tending to some work.

Waking up in a bath tub full of ice:
touching stitches on my chest.
See writing on the mirror:
“Thank you for your heart.”

Some party-
sure beats living.

Jack Heslop: That was cool! wow:)

fred r kane: parties are freaky 0.0

Levi The Forgotten: Intense man :)

SHE WALKS
***************************************************
She walks on top of the tombstones
Looking to find some flesh
To feast upon
Living in a level of Hell.

Her lust for rotten flesh
As she walks among the tombstones
She eats the flesh from corpse's
She finds in the graves.

Even the Grim Reaper himself will turn away
From her evil face
Her breath smells like Hells fire
While devouring the rotten pussed corpse.

This beast that dines amoung the dead
She walks on top of tombstones
Until she finds her maggot eating feast.

They call this beast The Tombstone Walker
She only looks for death
In a cemetery clouded with darkness
She will walk on top of tombstones
Tonight.

Etamine in the fog

Upon a blinded foggy night, i searched in full of spite
as i am one to fuel this forgotten and tainted love
while i hunted, nearly reaping, suddenly i heard a wheeping
someone mournfully crying, crying but purer than a dove
''only a widow mourning'' i implied ''shying like a dove''-
still there the forgotten love.
 
but oh, i had forgotten, it was her heart that fell to rotten,
our love that had gotten sour in the scene
at heart i always wished,to be back, only to be on track
but oh, there is vainful nack - nack for Etamine-
the maiden who i thought to be lost, pure she, Etamine
a sudden heart rush, what does that mean?
 
prowling still, like a dog, i wounder in the blinding fog
chilled me-thrilled me with a ghostly shove;
so i stand, my heart still rushing and beating, i was still bleating;
''only a widow mourning in sorrow ,shying like a dove-
some poor bugger in sorrow shying like a dove''-
only some, forgotten love.
 
she stood, her ghostly figure, with no more than a snigger
she came towards, slowly drifted, as her eyes lifted;
so it happened again, my heart still rushing and beating, no more i was bleating
as it was no widow mourning in sorrow, shying like a dove-
or some poor bugger in sorrow, it was her crying as i felt my heart slowly dying for
Etamine, she took my love!

starstruck13
It's so freaky. haha, and graves freak me out XD so that made it cooler

666gothchick
awww! I think its really sweet! XD

how many poems are we allowed?

any number. If you want to post it I'll read it. but try to keep it under four if you really really want to post some more:)

Gerda

Gerda loves me
She says so
Big fat Gerda
with yellow smelly braided hair
She comes in here
In my room
In this basement
and speaks of doom
she speaks of love
she speaks of destiny
she speaks so soft
her voice so tinny
She says today
she will set me free
after keeping me
for many months
tortured me for love
pleasured me for love
Gerda is at the door
with a roaring chainsaw

ldryad
daaang. Nice XD