Death Rape

Note: This isn't really an erotic poem so I posted it here. It is a metaphor for suffering and mental pain...but if it belong in the other section, please move it. Sometimes my poetry is quite dark...shrugs. xx






Shudders
Shivers and shocks
Black blood tricking
Along stark concrete slabs
Deeper and deeper
One may tend to penetrate
Like the mind rape
Only stronger and more real
A savage slice of the knife
On a tanned whitened wrist
Throbbing artery of the neck
Feeling blackness envelop
Caress with thornish desire
Blood prick sensually giddy
Leaves tangled in long hair
Embraced by the light of the moon
Reflecting on splashed blood
Weakened senses destroyed thoughts
Not careful in this instance
Blood drips unceremoniously
Patter, Patter, Spatter, Spatter
Like some warped Van Gogh
Eyes dull and focus and dull again
Look to the moon, watch her!
Remain focus she will guide you
Searing pain as the life drains
A final thrust upon lifeless limbs
Walks away with a satisfaction
Known to the raper of minds
Of thoughts, body and soul
Wait! Don't leave yet!
Hoarse whisper
I am not dead
Lay her down in her own blood
Eyes dull and lifeless
She stares at the moon
Wondering what went so terribly wrong!
He returns. Gorgeous eyes gleaming!
What is it that you want from me?
What is it that you want before I leave you?
Leave you to die under that moon whom you adore?
I want to be held by you
For one last time
Before the rats begin
To gnaw at me alive!
Kiss my bloodied lips
Repair my torn and matted clothing
Make me presentable to Death
Why so presentable my love?
You are looking at him in the face!
So this is what death looks like?
Yes life, death and the stars!
I am judge and executioner
I have judged you
My love for you is deep
And so you have been judged
You cannot enter the Realm with me
Not now, not ever and you know why
Yes you know, I just saw the thought!
So now I swiftly end the suffering!
For wasn't it your final wish?
To be embraced in death by the one you love?
Then take me my love, end it before I do!
You cannot control yourself
How else do you think you are feeling this way?
It was me! I did it! Perhaps I too shall die for it someday.
You did this to me even while you seemed dead to me
Yes! Yes! I confess!
Why else do you think He isn't looking for you!
Why wont He come to you! It is me! I am yours!
That is why He won't come!
You thought it was distance
Half-way across the world
Distance and time mean nothing to those of good age
Yes sure He loves you, means much to you!
But I see Him not being there when you need it!
I am here! Instead! See! And look at what I am doing!
There through words and not action!
Look at me! LOOK AT ME! Focus Girl! LOOK!
I am all action now can't you see it!
Watch me! Think of me as I rip into your flesh for the last time!
You WILL die my darling! And I will do it!
Tempt me not as I see you lying there
Among the grass and leaves
I am willing myself away
For in one moment of passion of want
I may infact kill you
Your wounds are deep
I ravaged you enough
But not enough to kill you
You shall live another day
I love you my whore
Quickly heal
So I can destroy you
Again
Heal now damn it!
Goodbye my love
Until next time
This has been
Your death!

~A

December, 21st, 2003.

WOW. This is awsome...your descriptive words are so wonderful. You have wonderful talent. Please keep your poems coming...this one I will be returning to very often. Just wonderful!

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I read this yesterday but forgot to comment! I love this, it's sooo dark and fantasy-like! Great work. More please!

*smiles* thankyou so much, to the both of you. hugssss

This poem was written a few years ago. I might post some of my more recent poems. Lately more so than before by reading some of the poems here I have a new perspective and inspiration to write.