Poems About Murder Seeking Friendly Advice
#murder
Shadows of Grace
I’ll train you to return, honest
Always focus on how you were blessed
I saved you, I’ll protect you
Don’t cry or feel fear
I’ll help you, I’ll teach you
I will stand back to leer
I can fly to devour
We won’t stay past the hour
Never forget to be aware
We will walk to the future
I can give you your suture
We will make life to be fair
You don’t always need a test
You’ve succeeded so don’t best
Just breathe an we’ll free those in need
Fuck the system that doesn’t do help
They allow solicitation with belts ...
Always focus on how you were blessed
I saved you, I’ll protect you
Don’t cry or feel fear
I’ll help you, I’ll teach you
I will stand back to leer
I can fly to devour
We won’t stay past the hour
Never forget to be aware
We will walk to the future
I can give you your suture
We will make life to be fair
You don’t always need a test
You’ve succeeded so don’t best
Just breathe an we’ll free those in need
Fuck the system that doesn’t do help
They allow solicitation with belts ...
#murder
#abuse
#LifeCycle
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Never Alone
You lied to me; I’ve never been yours
You lied to me; we’ve not been checking doors
You lied to me; you used me for lies
You lied to me; you cut my family ties
I will end you; the line should be me
I will end you; the truth will not be seen
I will end you there is no going back
I will end you; you never gave me slack
I will save him; but never again you
I will save him; something you never tried to do
I will save him; I will only protect him
I will save him; I’ll show him how to sin
I can be free now; I’ll bathe in...
You lied to me; we’ve not been checking doors
You lied to me; you used me for lies
You lied to me; you cut my family ties
I will end you; the line should be me
I will end you; the truth will not be seen
I will end you there is no going back
I will end you; you never gave me slack
I will save him; but never again you
I will save him; something you never tried to do
I will save him; I will only protect him
I will save him; I’ll show him how to sin
I can be free now; I’ll bathe in...
#anger
#betrayal
#murder
#violence
#abuse
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Pestilent Permission
Focus your hate on what you hunt
In others’ home, we never fund
She was the one who hurt you
Her body is gone, I have the clue
I’ve learned the father took the blame
Hid my body for explosive tame
I own him now, I have permission
I guess you’ve never taught a lesson
I made it out, totally free
Your hunt will change, no catching me
The tides have turned, completely sane
With this victory, I’ve no more to gain
I’ll save you; protection racket
I’ll brave you; forget and track it
I’ll tend you; leap for chain ...
In others’ home, we never fund
She was the one who hurt you
Her body is gone, I have the clue
I’ve learned the father took the blame
Hid my body for explosive tame
I own him now, I have permission
I guess you’ve never taught a lesson
I made it out, totally free
Your hunt will change, no catching me
The tides have turned, completely sane
With this victory, I’ve no more to gain
I’ll save you; protection racket
I’ll brave you; forget and track it
I’ll tend you; leap for chain ...
#lies
#betrayal
#murder
#manipulation
#deception
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Bleeding Heart
You brought me a gift
A toy to cause a new rift
He’ll be my arms and bands
I’ll wash my sins with his hands
You’ll never hurt him again
I have now found your helpless victim
You scream that it wasn’t you
But your lies familiar, I see through
Just like mine, you hurt another
How can you call yourself a mother
I’ll have him end your evil life
Maybe then you’ll see the rolling dice
I found someone to take care of
You’ll never understand how to wait above
Fuck your evil, darling fate
I’ll teach to protect and hate ...
A toy to cause a new rift
He’ll be my arms and bands
I’ll wash my sins with his hands
You’ll never hurt him again
I have now found your helpless victim
You scream that it wasn’t you
But your lies familiar, I see through
Just like mine, you hurt another
How can you call yourself a mother
I’ll have him end your evil life
Maybe then you’ll see the rolling dice
I found someone to take care of
You’ll never understand how to wait above
Fuck your evil, darling fate
I’ll teach to protect and hate ...
#lies
#betrayal
#murder
#manipulation
#deception
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A Surgeon Who Committed Murder
When a surgeon had to operate on a man, she was pissed.
She botched the operation because the patient was sexist.
She learned he was sexist and botched the operation so that he would die.
She bragged about it to her friends, it was something that she did not deny.
But she didn't expect one of her friends to turn her in.
Now she's rotting in prison, she's no longer a surgeon.
She doesn't even realize she did wrong, she thought she had the right to kill.
A surgeon is never supposed to take a life, it's a surgeon's duty to try to heal.
She thinks her...
She botched the operation because the patient was sexist.
She learned he was sexist and botched the operation so that he would die.
She bragged about it to her friends, it was something that she did not deny.
But she didn't expect one of her friends to turn her in.
Now she's rotting in prison, she's no longer a surgeon.
She doesn't even realize she did wrong, she thought she had the right to kill.
A surgeon is never supposed to take a life, it's a surgeon's duty to try to heal.
She thinks her...
#murder
#fiction
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Personal Original Sin
I have started to hunt again
I hear my feelings go to lend
I’m numb but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb
I’m prone, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone
I’ll spend my time with you today
Not that you have a choice anyway
I figure we’ll talk, communicate hate
Not that you can with your mouth gate
I see the holes in the wall
Physical representational call
I wonder aloud why you have so much
It seems unlikely for an organ touch
Listen, I think you’re lashing out
Against whom, I’m lost about
Maybe you have a victim of your own
You...
I hear my feelings go to lend
I’m numb but that doesn’t mean I’m dumb
I’m prone, but that doesn’t mean I’m alone
I’ll spend my time with you today
Not that you have a choice anyway
I figure we’ll talk, communicate hate
Not that you can with your mouth gate
I see the holes in the wall
Physical representational call
I wonder aloud why you have so much
It seems unlikely for an organ touch
Listen, I think you’re lashing out
Against whom, I’m lost about
Maybe you have a victim of your own
You...
#murder
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
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Down in the Toy-Box
When did you last listen to the wind
You should lose your ears for sin
Why did you last taste the sea
You should lose your tongue for me
How did you last smell the field
You should lose your nose to yield
What did you last touch the Earth
You should lose your hands, rebirth
But you will always have your eyes
I won’t relieve you of their guilt
I’ll make you open blinds
Don’t worry, you won’t die from what I’ve built
Slice through what’s in the way
I’ll drop your health for you
Sleep will continue to stay at bay ...
You should lose your ears for sin
Why did you last taste the sea
You should lose your tongue for me
How did you last smell the field
You should lose your nose to yield
What did you last touch the Earth
You should lose your hands, rebirth
But you will always have your eyes
I won’t relieve you of their guilt
I’ll make you open blinds
Don’t worry, you won’t die from what I’ve built
Slice through what’s in the way
I’ll drop your health for you
Sleep will continue to stay at bay ...
#murder
#death
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Sacrificial
You will be mine; I will own you
You will be mine; I will eat you
You will be mine; I can’t wait to have you
You will be mine; I will kill you
I cannot feel; your pain will entertain
I cannot feel; your fear’s in vain
I cannot feel; your hatred’s a game
I cannot feel; your ignorance shame
You will be my sacrificial
Your eyes are gifts but superficial
My taste does love your hiding mind
My love does taste of your killing bind
You will not move; I’ve done the work
You will not move; I no longer lurk
You will...
You will be mine; I will eat you
You will be mine; I can’t wait to have you
You will be mine; I will kill you
I cannot feel; your pain will entertain
I cannot feel; your fear’s in vain
I cannot feel; your hatred’s a game
I cannot feel; your ignorance shame
You will be my sacrificial
Your eyes are gifts but superficial
My taste does love your hiding mind
My love does taste of your killing bind
You will not move; I’ve done the work
You will not move; I no longer lurk
You will...
#murder
#abuse
#DomesticViolence
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Killing Booth
My eye starts to twitch and my throat is dry
I need new beauty in a portfolio of mine
I want to suck, I want to drain
My tongue slithers for new red rain
I’ve got a hole in my thumb
I am tonight’s current sun
Seeping blood on my soul
And I am tomorrow’s foal
I’ve stalled long enough, I cannot wait
I’ll forego the use of typical bait
Maybe I’ll change, it’s time to adapt
I want more excitement from my trap
This time I won’t write myself in
No hints to help against my ragged grin
I don’t want to provide...
I need new beauty in a portfolio of mine
I want to suck, I want to drain
My tongue slithers for new red rain
I’ve got a hole in my thumb
I am tonight’s current sun
Seeping blood on my soul
And I am tomorrow’s foal
I’ve stalled long enough, I cannot wait
I’ll forego the use of typical bait
Maybe I’ll change, it’s time to adapt
I want more excitement from my trap
This time I won’t write myself in
No hints to help against my ragged grin
I don’t want to provide...
#murder
#abuse
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Murdering Doctor
You are a doctor who is a murdering psychopath.
You hate certain people and they suffer your wrath.
When a patient is racist, you think it gives you the right to kill her or him.
You think that you are making the world a better place, you are very dim.
When people are racist, it's bad but murdering them is far worse.
Every time you get a racist patient, he or she ends up in a hearse.
You think what you do makes you a good person and that is bizarre.
You think you have the right to kill, who the hell do you think you are?
How many patients have you...
You hate certain people and they suffer your wrath.
When a patient is racist, you think it gives you the right to kill her or him.
You think that you are making the world a better place, you are very dim.
When people are racist, it's bad but murdering them is far worse.
Every time you get a racist patient, he or she ends up in a hearse.
You think what you do makes you a good person and that is bizarre.
You think you have the right to kill, who the hell do you think you are?
How many patients have you...
#hate
#murder
#fiction #rhyming
#fiction #rhyming
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Catching Up
His throat is gone, as if he missed
His hand still finished, barrel kissed
That makes it two, with missing toes
One less eye and broken bones
Clearly he knew when at the end
He forced himself to contend
There’s no DNA match, as if a ghost
We’ll have to wait, maybe he’ll boast
Dear all who think them smart
I flutter about, tearing apart
You seek and search, as if I’m near
I hope you simply sleep in fear
My whole plans have been executed
As if suicide were something to be betted
You trace a path that can’t be...
His hand still finished, barrel kissed
That makes it two, with missing toes
One less eye and broken bones
Clearly he knew when at the end
He forced himself to contend
There’s no DNA match, as if a ghost
We’ll have to wait, maybe he’ll boast
Dear all who think them smart
I flutter about, tearing apart
You seek and search, as if I’m near
I hope you simply sleep in fear
My whole plans have been executed
As if suicide were something to be betted
You trace a path that can’t be...
#murder
#abuse
#rhyming
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Something to be Needed
I stare from my place across the room
I know what he will have to do
Start with the knife, it’s more fun
It is what I did, but mine is done
Kill because it’s not my hand
“Good job, son”; I’m not a fan
“Do your best”; I don’t get support
Nor praise for all my effort
What is my purpose; I don’t provide the gun
What is my reason; I don’t survive for anyone
What is my whole; I don’t have a self
What is my honesty; I’ve no hand to be dealt
As the knife cuts her cheek, tears turn red
She says “we’ll be fine”; five...
I know what he will have to do
Start with the knife, it’s more fun
It is what I did, but mine is done
Kill because it’s not my hand
“Good job, son”; I’m not a fan
“Do your best”; I don’t get support
Nor praise for all my effort
What is my purpose; I don’t provide the gun
What is my reason; I don’t survive for anyone
What is my whole; I don’t have a self
What is my honesty; I’ve no hand to be dealt
As the knife cuts her cheek, tears turn red
She says “we’ll be fine”; five...
#murder
#abuse
#confusion
#manipulation
#deception
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