Red Alert

Ripping these bonding stitches
That I thought would keep me long
Comes with ease, white falls to the floor
Turns out straitjackets aren't that strong

Manic laughter rings out
Absorbing into plush walls
But the hilarity is short lived
I hear enemies in the hall

Burly men in white coats
Burst in without a care
Syringes in their hands, I dodge their grasp
My tainted breath fills the air

The goons drop to the floor
Twitching from the pain
From inhaling a dead man's poison
I watch their color drain

Shrill alarms ring out
My newly found favorite soundtrack
A quiet coo echoes down the hall
Encouraging me to attack

Staggering through freedom's door
Searching for sustenance
To fill this growing hunger
I only need this mystery substance

I reach the source of the noise
A wheelchair confined boy
Saliva dripping from his chin
I know he is mine to destroy

Cocking his head to the side
Does not avert his gaze
Into his buzzing fluorescent heaven
Filled with a silent, numbing daze

I sink my teeth into his throat
Failing to acknowledge his scream
Gnaw on his trachea, esophagus, and larynx
Satisfaction makes my eyes gleam

This taste grows sour fast
As the weight of reason sinks in
But I shake it off, return to my meal
Tearing apart his skin

Padded white sneakers
Pitter patter their way close
Female screams echo, pounding against my ears
Standing up, my anger slows

Two blonde nurses stand
Quivering, in tight dresses
Insanity fueled lust propels me near
And I grab fistfuls of honey tresses

Popped buttons, ripped stitches,
They're on their knees
Begging for mercy, pleading for help
I coax their mouth's open with ease

Asylum confined or not,
Any guy needs his fix
Of talent, from a female of sorts
And her bag of oral tricks

Semen soaked and humiliated
They kneel terrified and wait
Red rubies dripping from my chin
I realize they are perfect bait

I put my manhood away
Grab each, again, by the hair
Their tiny whimpers amuse me
I suggest, "Say your prayers"

Yanking them to their feet
I herd them down the endless hall
The journey to those thick doors
Makes time slow to a crawl

My minions pound on their windows
Enjoying this curvy show
Hooting and whistling; I'm filled with pride
So I force my captives,yet again, below

The lustful cheers grow loud
As I shove myself inside
Surprisingly, she was pure
But now her thighs are split wide

That pesky conscience of mine
Decides to make a grand debut
Averts my gaze to my left, a door
And a man with a first-class view

His face smashed against the glass
He smacks his lips, grins at my crime
Greasy skin smears the window
Leaving behind a thick slime

"Am I any better than him?"
I quietly ask the air
Remorse punches me in the gut
And I withdraw from the beauty, so fair

Heavy thudding shakes me
Lying on the smooth tile floor
Now stained with blood,tears,and semen
I notice that I still want more

But I do not get the chance
The enemy escorts me away
I grin at her, and with one wink
She knows I'll be back some day