Ressurection

Torture

In an abandoned house, somewhere near you
is a psycho torturing a cheating dude.....

A quick death would be easy
No! Now I'm going to tease ME
Now I have nailed you up
Feet cut, hanging from ground
With my hand clasped on sword
Deep cuts are not ignored.
Breathe gentle - quiet you fool
Gargle in salty muted blood. 
Stop fighting this agonising slow pain.
Powerless - hung up by chains.
Torturing your feeble soul.
Death comes easy you know
I'm going to skin your torso.
Scream? You cannot be heard.
Feel the pain making you squirm.
Pathetic excuse for a human.
Two days now slowly draining blood,
Now I've fucking had enough.
Chopped fingers fed - insane?
I just no longer cannot contain
My pleasure from your tortured brain.
Gagged, whipped - from fear you faint.
I think i'll remove your left eye first.
"Of course it's going to fucking hurt,
I'm a psycho with a torture thirst"
Attached to tendons - still seeing. 
Time to scalp your cheating head.
Surgical knife delicately removes flesh.
"No! I'm not even fucking done yet,
Your still alive but not for long my friend."
"Oh, I can't hear your sounds no more.
These voices in my head I can't ignore."
Nice new shiny tools await you
Slice, twist and rip right into
Exposed muscle and tendons
Snip that flapping eye is what I'm thinking,
Maybe left testicle then right,
You won't be using them tonight.
Oh fuck it I'm just gonna leave you here to die.
Slowly decaying rotting flesh - pathetic
I guess that's a mistake you won't ever forget.

Most men cheat and lie
Most have a good alibi
In the end you will get caught
Maybe think first and give it another thought? 

YAY! Thank you, its always nice to know that my poetry doesnt sound as bad as I think it does!

Haha good job Pint

NecrophiliacVegan said:Please, enjoy reading my entry.

The Dominion of Seker.
Desolate desert of twilight Night.
Repressed by Ra.
Behind the Gate Aha-Neteru.

Gatekeeper, offerings of virgins
Gain access to thy lands unknown
To filth and scum of man.
The beginning of the underworld

It be oath-ed of Rosetau.
The entrance of the trail to the Underworld.
Intently guarded by vile serpents.
Sympathy of none to thy cult of thy Worshippers.

Passing the gates of thy undead
Where law of order be unknown
Survival of beasts, feeding on remains
Urethral tracts hanging from their gaping jaws

Blood red stains, of raped children and women
A world of no God, the loss of all morality
The gates Aha-Neteru, firmly locked
Linings of innocents cast unto flames

Women, fresh corpses hanging from trees
A decorative splatter
Of once bestowed beauty
Now drenched, body parts

Litter city streets, undead world
A world you knowth not.
Life is currency, blood is sport
Dealings in corpses, whatever to your tastes

He of the Silence of the Moon.
Watchth from skies tainted red
His vile creations, taking form
Slaughtering whatever be ofth in range

Taking form, born, learn to kill
Begin the feeding frenzies
Hunting in packs of overt hunger be-found rage
Devour whatever remains

Shredded humans, like confetti in thy air.
Taste the flesh
Smell the flesh
Feel the flesh

Creatures of thy night, Ra of oppressed
Blood packs.. lands drenched in thy blood of child.
The book of Thoth, foretold of this
A struggle of thy times






Reminds me of skyrim... TBH im a little surprised that you didnt win