The Monster Within

It has to be gruesome.
It has to be brutal, and full of hate.
I don't want ANYTHING but the kill-
That's it.
Here's an example of what I want: http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/33357-an-ode-to-a-good-friend-of-mine/

ALL THAT BLOOD
ALL THAT BLOOD

NOTE - THIS IS DISTURBING
DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE EASILY UPSET
DO NOT READ IF YOU CANNOT TAKE BLOOD AND GORE


I am catering to your vampire needs

Wearing blood as my covering

Shedding the humanity

Into decadent depravity


I need no clothes

Hunger fuels my heat

Need to feed first

Then go to other sports


Blood sports distasteful to me

Poor fox hunting revolts

As your Venus in furs

I give up the firs

Keep the whip


You are the piece of dust

You are the ant beneath my feet

You need the discipline of my bondage

To finally admit defeat


Chained and whipped

Tortured and bled

Cold water is now thrown

Over your head


Realize I am Elizabeth the Queen

You are my subject

I can be mean

Now it excites me

To see you so


I did not think

You could get aroused

After all that abuse

But your member is autonomic

Your penis now is my tonic

ERZSEBET BATHORY, COUNTESS OF TRANSYLVANIA

The Noble Bathory family stemmed from the Huns

A family of great Kings, Princes, Judges, Religious and Civil distinction

Elisabeth Bathory was a fit and active child

As a young girl - she was quite beautiful with a creamy complexion

Married off at age fifteen for political gain

Became the Lady of the Castle - of Csejthe - in central Roumania

Then only known as Transylvania

Bored with her life, Elisabeth gathered her friends

Persons of peculiar and sinister arts

Witches, Sorcerers, Seers, Wizards, Alchemists

All taught her the dark arts


Her husband was away at war - Elisabeth took lovers

Both men and women - were struck by her beauty

Left a widow at 43, she wanted another husband

Convinced that bathing in the blood of virgins

Would give her youth and beauty back

This notorious serial killer had almost a thousand maidens killed

Tortured in the most horrible ways so Elisabeth could bathe


Is this a legend or is this true?

She was said to be an exemplary mother

Women of her day were not supposed to have sexual pleasure

Or political power - Countess Bathory was the niece of the King of Poland

She was the Aunt of the Prince of Transylvania

She boasted to rival lords: YOU WILL FIND A MAN IN ME

Her noble neighbors and her own daughters were after her wealth

In 17th century Europe it was unheard of a woman to wield such power

Rich widows were regularly stripped of their possessions

Bathory's entourage was a brazen provocation to a male-dominated society

Her senior courtiers were all women, her confidantes all women as well

Could she have been the victim of suspicion, resentment and vengefullness?


They could not do anything to Elisabeth - because of her status

She was under house arrest and locked into a room

Where she died with the reputation of the FEMALE DRACULA

How much of this is true?  How much is legend?

For a person so horrible she has been an inspiration

The Brothers Grimm, Johann Ludwig Tieck, and Sheridan Le Fanu

All wrote about her....but the most well know is

BRAM STROKER'S DRACULA....

BABY, I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE
baby, i know where you live, we went out on a date

that was long long time ago and you could not wait

to get it over with, i saw it in your eyes

baby, i am taking no more shit, i want you to this day

you think i am choir boy, a nerd, a creep, a NOBODY

you want some boy who MAKES GOOD like a dentist or a lawyer

baby, i aint no good, i've gotten worse since you met me


i know your routine, i have been following you

you go to the gym at 6 am and then you go to work

you leave work at 7 pm and then you go to the local bar

you leave the bar at 9 pm and go home for the day

every weekend you bring work home and go out to play


i be figuring you will be the most tired at the end of the week

i may be a creep, but i am much larger than you

tiny little girls - like you excite me, you know

i will be waiting for you, there will be no place to go


the hour is near, i have smoked a joint to help me relax

these huge condominiums have many places to hide

i am not far from your door, i will drag you inside

there you come, you pretty little doll, exactly at 9 pm

you put the key into the lock, i grab you from behind

the sock i stuffed into your mouth made sure there was not a sound


i drag you to your bedroom where no noises can be heard

tie you to the bed, spreadeagled, so i can molest you undisturbed

i have already torn off all your clothes, your mouth is stuffed and taped

i enjoy looking at those terrified eyes and the way you shake


first i fuck you nicely, whisper in your ear, remember me

the nebbish, well i am fucking you my dear

don't tell me you don't like it, i am doing it nice

you are a tease and you like to fuck, i know that

from your reputation, but you only fuck elite men

who will make it good, a rich boy or an ambitious one

not a loser like me, with my enormous organ

i would have thought you would want me


your fright turns me on, i fuck you several times

now comes the fun, i brought my little toys

one goes in your anus, one goes in your cunt

they hurt like hell and now i get to fuck you

with them inside, they will tear your guts up

i know- because - they have been tried on someone like you


i take out my whip and beat you black and blue

by this time you are too weak to fight

so i add additional pain, clamps on your breasts

binding your eyes, put a chain around your neck

and lead you to the toilet


put a mask on your head, fuck you hard in the ass

when you are bleeding, it is good

turn you around, fuck you in the pussy

put in a second toy, screw it round and round

until your cunt starts bleeding

place you on your back, gently in the tub

take the bathtub curtains and place them neatly around

go to your bedroom and clean up the mess

polish everything so it looks like

you never came home


i look at myself and tidy myself up

i am in a suit, white shirt and tie

look like any other guy

i look like the CEO that i am

for a poultry butchering plant

no-one will know or suspect me

for i am now a pillar of society

generous to a fault

a husband and a father

go to church and give a lot

Into the darkened alley I follow my prey
Seeing then feel powerful
Oh it boils my blood
Watching them toy with that women
With knife and chain
As they rip her bag away
Tell her to shut up
Call her a bitch and a slut
They know their going to rape her
She knows it to
Good thing i'm going to interfere
They rip away her clothes
And I laugh gleefully...
Bat in hand
Knives hidden away
Sword...
Meant to taste blood of villains waiting cooing sweetly
Knowing it will feast
As they turn to look the women falls over
Who the fuck? One begins to say
Before my bat meets his leg
Crack!
It snaps
As bones pagers through flesh
Blood begins soaking through his pants
Its begun
As I swing away
Crack!
Fwap!!
My bat meets the other two
Breaking bones
They fall to the floor
I drop the bat look at the women...
Naked helpless..
I saunter over and feel her up
As I feel her wetness
I digress
Run...
I whisper
You can repay me later
Its playtime...
Fear in her eyes she flees
As I pull out my knives
Made in various  shape and size
I pull the smallest
And walk over to the rapist
Removing their clothes
And gag them with trash
As I make small incisions
Nothing to deep
Just enough to bleed
I pull salt out sprinkle it on them
To see tears arise
As I take my knife
And ravage their sinful flesh
Blood begins to pool
All around the smell mixing with rotten garbage stink
I break each finger
Pop....
Pop....
Pop....
Pop....
Echoes down the alley
Retrieve the bat
And beat one until he's nothing more the puddle of Goo brain leaking out mainly colored black and blue
Taking the sword I slice him up into small pieces
And when i'm done I stab the next with every knife
And the last one
I have mercy and slash his throat
Let my sword drink freely

Perversion

Swirls of darkness
a glitter of steel
a plunge and a thrust
rendered me still
looking up staring
at a pair of eyes
devoid of caring
 
Beautiful cherubic face
Envy of beauty queens and angels
Beauty without a soul
nothing on the surface
just a handsome cowl
Just an emptiness
 
He undresses fast
and kneels
Numb with pain I wonder
as he made the sign
of the Almighty,
He touches my face
whispers
'In your name, Father,
and of your Son
and of the Holy Spirit'  
 
Undressed, I shiver with the cold
and perverse pleasure
as he suckles my breasts
whispering, 'I drink of thee
the milk and libidinal
dew of the gods'
 
He kisses my vagina
and starts to lick and lap
Furiously sucking me  
he says 'I partake of thee,  
seeds meant for birth
sweet ambrosia'
 
Plunged his erection
Into my depths
and with shaky breaths
whispers, 'I sheath
my sword on thee,
thou art my scabbard'
 
He roars when he come
Glaring into the black sky
His semen stickily warm
between my shivering thighs
"It is done, my liege
I absolve this whore'
 
He kisses my lips
Tenderly breaths
and whispers
'I take thine soul
In to mine, my wife, my dear  
together we shall soar'
 
He kneels for the longest time
Waiting for all my life-blood to run
Out of the stab on my back
that he had lovingly inflicted
He holds my hands
As I struggled against the darkness
 
Sirens, rotating colours
gunshots
darkness  
waking up in the hospital bed
I wondered
if he soared away in the end

theres is a beast in me that needs no sleeping his close friends with the grim faced keeper his known to be a day time sleeper pure soul eater the beat in me a is a nightmare dealer his got nightmare dreams for 2.99 but before u know it u already done lost ur mind with nowhere to hide and u lost ur pride the grim faced keeper u'll never really see talking but it fucked up the way he Keeps walking his got a spade in each hand and 45,ooo coffins in ghostfaced backpack the beast in me never really has trust in no-one due to all the brooking promises made to me thats how he was born and grim faced keeper fuck who knww how he was born but i see him everyday before the break of dawn and they always talking asking and buggin me who's on ur number one death list today by ABDI DA KID

ABDIDAKID said:theres is a beast in me that needs no sleeping his close friends with the grim faced keeper his known to be a day time sleeper pure soul eater the beat in me a is a nightmare dealer his got nightmare dreams for 2.99 but before u know it u already done lost ur mind with nowhere to hide and u lost ur pride the grim faced keeper u'll never really see talking but it fucked up the way he Keeps walking his got a spade in each hand and 45,ooo coffins in ghostfaced backpack the beast in me never really has trust in no-one due to all the brooking promises made to me thats how he was born and grim faced keeper fuck who knww how he was born but i see him everyday before the break of dawn and they always talking asking and buggin me who's on ur number one death list today by ABDI DA KIDLIFE IS UR TEACHER AND THE CHOSES U MAKE IS UR EXAME

Feeling the blood lust,
it must happen again.
That slow erotic sensation,
feeling the blade cut through her arm.
Salt water to finish.

The ear-gasmic scream she unleashes,
when her nerve is cut.
Feeling the warmth of her blood on my skin,
makes my whole body shake.

Softly whispering in her ear,
"It wont be over soon"
becoming a soul eater I have,
Breaking her bones, feeling them crunch.


Her face, wet with tears,
heart beating uncontrollably,
breath heavy and deep.

Her gaze slowly gets further away,
she is traveling out of my reach.
Her soul has traveled away,
leaving me to wonder,
how long will this lust stay?

LIES AND CHEATS

I saw throught the game we were all playing
A mask hidden by our darkest fantasies
How I wanted to carve frowns on their sick faces
To squeeze them dry like a washcloth
I could already see the blood on my hands
I could hear the screams as I would cut all their tongues out
If mommy couldn't cry for help, I would seek vengeance at that moment
I took the whore that she was, and fed her to the dogs
Fool my once
Shame on you
Fool me twice....
Now you're through
I told you I wouldn't take this
So sick of the preaching and bitching
Daddy was too
He was a good assistant
I killed him too
Ripped his dick off and shoved it down his mistress's throat
When she choked
I shot him in the head
And he croaked

Twisted sweetness

Tied to the chair
My prey immobilized
Reeks of fear
rip
Tear
Goes the fabric
That was enshrouding her
And she stares in terror
At the assortment of toys
We will play with
I close in
Whispering in her ear
Whore let's see what makes you tick...
I stroke her hair
Why you love Dick so much
as I trace her naked skin with the cold edge of a knife
I pick up a lollipop
Shove it in her private place
Let's see how much you can bear
I flip the edge
And slowly press the blade into her skin
I carve it
Her blood runs so red
From the letters
S
W
E
E
T
As I remove the lollipop and taste it
It is not
And so I punish her
Carving
F
A
I
L
U
R
E
Into the dirty whores skin
Drinking in her screams
I pull out
The thing she loved so much
See this?
I know you want it
To bad you can't
And put it back in my pants
Putting down the knife I pick up the bottle if peroxide
Pouring it on the letters
Allowing tears to run from her red eyes
I pick up the clamps and place then upon her nipples
I love the look of pain
That appears on her tear stained face
Mascara running
Over those beautiful red lips
I pick up the scissors
Snip
She screams
As I place the red lips in a jar
And put it with the rest
From previous
Purifications...
I take the water and pour it upon her breasts
As I pick the knife back up and carve
L
O
S
T
And
F
O
R
G
I
V
E
N
Upon her breasts
She closes her eyes
So beautiful...
I put the knife down
Pick up the needle
To sew
Shut her
Passage to hell
Boastful lips removed
Whorish lips sewn shut
I feel bad for this creature
Put her out of her misery
slice the wrists
The neck
Stuck a knife within her bosom
Watching the blood blossom and spurt
I enjoy the sight
the beautiful red mist
When her skin turns porcelain
I approach and remove
Those beautiful eyes
Before I set the body upon fire
As her soul now Burns in eternal damnation
Her body will to

Monster Within: Brandy

The barbwire
Wound tight up every inch.
Mummification.
Sitting in the chair was the host
Crying for her life
As the man in white
Slowly continues to work his way up
All the way to her pretty face,
Watching the blood squeeze out her skin
Like she was a perfect strawberry
Squishing in his hands.
Her eyes like little grapes
Grinding in his teeth.
Her tongue, and his tongue tied.
Her soft, young skin,
Wrapped up in strands of metal,
Topped with a ribbon
A present for him.