Well it would seem that my nightmares have once again erupted to claim me !!! I hope that, in this sharing, you can gain a shudder or two as well.......enjoy!
The Game
I look across the table, at the player I have chosen... It seems as if my mind is numb, all my emotions frozen. How did I come to be here, I never meant to stray... From the safety of my inner thoughts, I really wish I'd stayed away.
I watch as my companion, lays her hand upon the table... Her smirking look demanding, that I stop her if I'm able. Without a single glance around, looking deep within my eyes... She cuts her index finger off, and offers me this bloody prize.
What madness is possessing me, accepting that, which I despise... To take her lifeless offering, when I know it really can't be wise? Why must a part of each of us, be sacrificed and die... When all I really long to do, is lay between her parted thighs?
My horror escalating now, for I fear I know what is ahead... I think she has been teasing me, I can scarce contain my awful dread. A knowing look once again, accompanies her actions... This time it is her severed hand, she offers for my satisfaction.
Frantically I take my belt, and wrap it 'round her pulsing wrist... Oh Goddess there is so much blood, I give my belt an added twist! She chuckles deep within her throat, seems amused at my reaction... Dark eyes they seem to swallow me, providing me a brief distraction.
...And in the time it takes to blink, before I have a chance to think... I find myself in her embrace, she kisses me, then downs her drink. She motions me to take my seat, again I sit across from her... Blood and sweat smells sickly sweet, I'm shaken by what just occurred.
Others gather 'round our table, drawn like flies to rotten shit... I sense their hungry eyes upon us, won't someone put an end to it ? I glance again at my companion, my widened eyes can scarce believe... Is this the creature I admired, how could I have been so deceived?
I feel a sudden alteration, a change within the very air... She seems a sickly aberration, I find that I no longer care. Looking long into her eyes, I only see sly madness there... The emotion I mistook for passion, was really only her despair.
A glint of steel---a sudden movement, somehow I knew that this would come... I smell the stink of ruptured bowels, feel my life-force come un-done. She reaches deep within my breast, taking that which she desired... A part of me I once refused her, it is my heart she has acquired.
I feel a shudder as death takes me, her smirk the last thing that I see... Perhaps my dying will complete her, perhaps now she will let me be.
tearing back of the skin bleeding hatred knife turning in dead souls screaming the dead man dreaming hatred no reason this is my killing season
no tear drops fall to the ground screams echo through the valley around mans immortal enemy I have become covered in blood feeling so numb
puss fills behind the dead skin rusty metal so cold cutting in living my life to watch you die bleeding hatred no more lies hatred no reason this is my killing season
lingering stench of burning flesh tortured souls begging for death look up to the sky and take your last breath rusty cold axe buried deep in your chest
tearing the skin snapping the bones remains crumble to dust, blood covered stone hating the reason the day you were born this is my killing season death I have sworn
In the bowels of pain, where angels have cried Where the howling of demons harmoniously chide And pleas of forgiveness, forever denied For torturous memories, one has to abide
This is the dreamscape... A dowry of sin This is the prison where nightmares begin
In this cavernous Hell, created in mind Where the angels lie hopeless, abused and maligned Their prayers unanswered, forever entwined In maddening echoes of things far behind
This is the shadow... Cast endless and cold This is the darkness where nightmares unfold
In this feverish void, where angels are slain Where the torments rip through a subliminal domain And demons meander, forever insane With thunderous whispers so loud and profane
This is the anger... That boils inside This is the fury where nightmares collided
