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GothicDevil — Love stuck murderer
Published: 2006-06-10 05:09:55 +0000 UTC; Views: 230; Favourites: 3; Downloads: 12
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Description Lead down the deep dark tunnel,
by a woman I cannot name,
romantic thoughts cross my mind,
some cause me a little shame.


Blindly she follows,
she thinks I do not know,
as I continue walking slowly,
simply part of the show.

I cannot see her face,
and I don't know who she is,
but the only thought in my mind,
is how I want to be only hers.


She is infatuated with me,
this is going to be fun,
this is going to be simple too,
I think I've already won.

She continues to walk ahead,
never giving me a glance,
she opens a door and I follow,
thinking now will be my chance.


I lead her into the room,
the darkest one I can find,
knowing what I give her,
will not be what she had in mind.

I follow her into the room
surprised by what I find,
it is not some romantic scene,
set with the two of us in mind.


I see her look of disappointment,
as she blindly looks around,
her eyes fall on everything,
but rest on the dirt ground.

She's led me I don't know where,
and I still haven't see her face,
but my heart continues fluttering,
at an extremely high pace.


She thinks the feeling is love,
when really its telling her to go,
I then go sit on a chair,
and get ready for the show.

I cannot tell where I'm going,
and I don't know where she's gone,
I run my hands along the wall,
as delicately as a swan.


I know she's looking for me,
but I still stay out of sight,
make her suffer just a little longer,
it will be the best thing she'll feel all night.

I don't know where she's gone,
yet I still feel her near,
all of a sudden my feelings of love,
turn into strong feelings of fear.


Her mood has suddenly changed,
now's my time to strike,
I carefully turn myself around,
and find the silver spike.

The shadows are lighter,
and I see the outline of a female,
the same female I followed here,
with something in her hand.


Slowly I walk towards her,
just about to pounce,
carefully rubbing the blade in my hand,
going to stab her where it counts.

I hear her sullen breathing,
I can feel her body circling mine,
my eyes cannot detect her yet,
which is the worst sign.


I see her getting nervous,
And I slowly lift the blade,
I will stab her slowly,
Give her body a while to fade.

I have a feeling I shouldn’t be here,
Especially here with her,
Because the happy feeling I once had,
Has suddenly turned grim.


I smile and drop the knife,
As I push her back towards the wall,
Knowing after a few more steps,
She will take the big fall.

She drops the knife and I smile.
Thinking now it will be us two,
Yet she keeps pushing me backwards,
Into what I never knew.


One more push and I’ve won,
Never will she be the same,
And to think all this anger in me,
She thought that she could tame.

She gives me one last shove,
And now I’ve started to fall,
Flailing around helplessly,
Just like a little rag doll.


Forever she will stay in that pit,
And eventually start to decay,
And she won’t be able to escape,
Even when I walk away.

Why is she still standing there staring?
Isn’t it enough she put me down here,
And then to make matters worse,
She is the one causing all of this fear.


I carefully pull out the gun,
That I had kept hidden under my shirt,
And I tell her in an even tone,
You know this is going to hurt.

I think she is going to kill me,
But why I do not know,
I used to think she loved me,
And our love could only grow.


I feel a smirk across my face,
As I put the barrel against her head,
And when I pull the trigger,
Right through her brain it will shred.

I’ve never felt so scared,
My life rests in her hands,
The dirty hands of a stranger,
With to many demands.


I carefully cock the gun,
Make sure she hears the noise,
And I wonder what she’s thinking about,
All of her very few joys?

I silently say my prayers,
And cry a single tear,
Just waiting for the bullet,
Right through my brain it will sear.


I pull the trigger on her heartbeat,
But make sure I miss the brain,
Because in going down that road,
I can cause her the most pain.

My head is suddenly on fire,
I don’t know what is wrong,
All I know is the searing pain,
Is staying way to long.


I leave her bleeding in the corner,
Dying ever so slow,
As I look for my next victim,
To add to this cell down below.

I close the door on her tomb,
To leave her in darkness and pain,
There her soul less body will sit,
Forever battered and slain.
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Comments: 26

Drunken-Splice [2006-06-29 05:36:40 +0000 UTC]

creepily cool.

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GothicDevil In reply to Drunken-Splice [2006-06-29 05:46:14 +0000 UTC]

Lol thankyou i'm glad you enjoyed it

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Zetrom [2006-06-13 11:36:06 +0000 UTC]

Very good indeed!

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GothicDevil In reply to Zetrom [2006-06-13 11:47:06 +0000 UTC]

Thankyou, i'm glad you enjoyed it, and thankyou for the favourite on it

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misslost [2006-06-11 05:05:52 +0000 UTC]

but.. what a great poem

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GothicDevil In reply to misslost [2006-06-11 07:04:35 +0000 UTC]

Lol but what?

Thanks, i'm glad you liked it

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misslost In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-12 00:56:23 +0000 UTC]

but thats murder

i'll get over it..

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GothicDevil In reply to misslost [2006-06-12 05:51:39 +0000 UTC]

Lol yes it is

Lol good

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HalfMunchkin [2006-06-11 04:53:54 +0000 UTC]

And people wonder why I am afraid of the dark. Great poem.

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GothicDevil In reply to HalfMunchkin [2006-06-11 07:05:48 +0000 UTC]

Lol is it because i'm there? aww you don't need to be afraid of the dark

Thankyou, i'm glad you liked it

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zootlocker [2006-06-10 22:50:17 +0000 UTC]

Yes, anyother wonderful piece (although as one in love it was quite painful to read), still I like you stuff, tis good, and it has a nice perspective which I would never pick up.

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GothicDevil In reply to zootlocker [2006-06-11 00:33:10 +0000 UTC]

You just stabbed me with a fork? .. I'm glad you enjoy my work. I'm glad you like my stuff .. Thankyou heaps

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zootlocker In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-11 00:34:16 +0000 UTC]

No, no, twas a metaphor! The poem was like being stabbed in the face with a fork, lol, no it wasn't, twas good.

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GothicDevil In reply to zootlocker [2006-06-11 02:39:30 +0000 UTC]

Lol ah fair enough ... Lol yay... I'm glad you liked it Mr Lock

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zootlocker In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-11 06:20:01 +0000 UTC]

Oh, but ofcourse...

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GothicDevil In reply to zootlocker [2006-06-11 07:02:53 +0000 UTC]

yeah

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nevergetfooledagain [2006-06-10 15:49:55 +0000 UTC]

Aww, you put a poem up just for me!! Well done...although you know I'm never going to follow you anywhere now, right?

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GothicDevil In reply to nevergetfooledagain [2006-06-10 15:58:18 +0000 UTC]

Yep just for you .. Thanks .. Lol but but I wanted to take you to an unknown place and kill you -dammit-

*grope*

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nevergetfooledagain In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-12 13:27:59 +0000 UTC]

*grope back*

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GothicDevil In reply to nevergetfooledagain [2006-06-12 13:36:54 +0000 UTC]

*gropes you doublely back*

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l0stwhispers [2006-06-10 13:48:58 +0000 UTC]

Me LOVES!

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GothicDevil In reply to l0stwhispers [2006-06-10 15:58:57 +0000 UTC]

Yay

I'm glad you liked it

Thankyou for the favourite

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l0stwhispers In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-10 16:22:22 +0000 UTC]

My pleasure hun!

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drinkyourtea [2006-06-10 11:43:59 +0000 UTC]

that's cool-aid

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GothicDevil In reply to drinkyourtea [2006-06-10 11:45:34 +0000 UTC]

Thanks and thanks fort he favourite on it

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drinkyourtea In reply to GothicDevil [2006-06-10 16:16:46 +0000 UTC]

your welcome

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