Hehehehehehe It wud seem ya need to be careful who you try to help ... and take into yer home !!! This is one that was in the works for a couple months, but finally finished it Hope you enjoy!
MISFORTUNE
Something awful about her eyes, cold gaze says she'd kill me... Hungry stare of the soul inside, as if cold wind did chill me. I hear her screaming frantically, but still I finish with the knife... I deftly sew her lips together, to bring sweet silence to my life.
Upstairs in my room now, sure that the child won't shout... Won't interrupt my sleep again, sure that she can't get out. My sleep has been un-easy, ever since I took her in... Poor waif she seemed that fateful day, so lost and dreadfully thin.
Slipping on my lounging jacket, turning towards the stair... My nervous eyes deceiving me, for there upon the chair... I seem to see the daemon child, she and that awful glare... Twas but a trick of fading light, no creature really there
Still rubbing my offending eyes, pausing at my liquor table... I know that I should try to eat, perhaps later if I'm able. I pour dark wine into my glass, hand shaking with my fear... What is that dreadful keening sound, that familiar sound I hear?
Must be the neighbors I decide, that couple and their child... They have amply demonstrated, that family games get wild. It's best to curb more subtle thought, I mumble as I drink... Shocked at my own imaginings, so damn difficult to think!
Another glass to soothe my nerves, yes that is what's required... A glass that I might fall asleep, this mortal shell is tired. Sweet opiate this time I think, will surely do the trick... Absinthe, it will ease my slumber, will dull my senses quick!
Sometime later in the darkness, startled into waking... What was it that awakened me, set my body quaking? I sense a greater darkness, something invades my room... I fear that my precautions, will not forestall my doom.
Why did I not destroy the child, was it courage that I lacked? Why only seek to limit her, did pity cause me to react... With misplaced thoughts of parenting, dreams that she could be saved? Such thoughts now seem ridiculous, would she consent to be enslaved?
Too late now for sad reflection, I feel her claws upon my arm... Moonlight peeking through the curtain, I see that she intends me harm. She has ripped my careful stitches, shredded tissue once her lips... Now hangs lifeless cold and bleeding, her mouth now a cruel ellipse.
Green fire dances in her eyes, I see awful mirth reflected... I understand it was a game, I only did what she expected. I turn away no longer sane, I can't endure her features..... I feel her rip my throat away, the way of these foul creatures.
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Young girl huddled in the doorway...such a lonely sight... Won't some kindly passing stranger, save her from her plight?
My inspiration comes mostly from experiences ...Here is one you might enjoy...a softer side of life, as it were
Ecstasy
The flutter of your heartbeat as your breathing becomes deep--- the beauty of past rembrance--- delicate petals flower once again, the succor of my mortal sleep... Desire ignites passion's heart, be still my breathless soul--- was in the garden long ago--- bodies straining desperately, and once again made whole. Delicate hidden tissue gently parting, celebrating passions' ecstatic whisperings.... Murmured exclamations sighing--- sensation's rushing urgency--- delightfully encompassing everything.
Carnal celebration intensifies, striving for release--- turgid flesh--- delicious friction, will these spasms never cease? Time lost amongst sensation, primal energy now ascending--- passion overwhelming reason, such intensity...forbids pretending. Deep inside of you, exploring nether regions--- lost in your eyes your soul revealed--- my mind is losing all cohesion. Rhythm suddenly is altered, involuntary deep contraction--- beautiful countenence reflects, your impending satisfaction. Sudden rush of perfect nectar, accompanies your sighs--- I find eternal balance between your parted thighs.
Gentle flower of creation, gift from the gods to me... Inside of you is buried, all the truths I care to see.
I hope you enjoy the rest of yer week-end!!....Here is one I found while rummaging around, I hope you enjoy
Resurrection (An Occult Love Story)
Lost in my bitter chanting vigil, desperate for your sweet embrace... I watch uncaring shadows dance, across your lifeless face. I wonder...is it possible, could this be a cruel charade? I find myself entreating you, to drop this awful masquerade.
Will I end up losing you, despite my timely intervention? Somehow lose your loving touch, due to my careless in-attention? Perhaps cruel fate is taunting me; I suppose that could be true... Rejecting voices in my head, my fevered thoughts return to you.
Was that a flicker of your eyelid, or only wishful thinking? Energized by sudden hope, my desperate gaze unblinking... I notice now the altered posture, of your body on the bed... Goddess please forgive me, I won’t accept that you are dead.
I gather up the ritual candles, spread them round about the floor... Intoning phrases from the book, that sacred tome which I abhor. Some subtle noxious odor, suddenly invades the room… Reminding me of gallows stench, black roses when they bloom.
Eyes widen in astonishment, as I realize you are softly speaking. Some sort of evil incantation, to bring about what I’ve been seeking! Scalding tears blur my vision, yet I am sure that I perceive… Alterations in your countenance, changes I can scarce believe!
I watch in dreadful disbelief, your youthful beauty fading… Replaced by something sinister, I sense something foul invading. I flood my mind with memories, things that we used to do. This foul thing sitting on our bed; contains no part of you!
Dark apparition beckons to me, awful golem not quite dead. Beckons me to sit beside her, offering to relieve my dread. Grisly smile distorts her mouth, exposing awful yellowed teeth. Her brittle skin it seems to move, are writhing maggots just beneath?
I embrace this grotesque parody, in remembrance of you… One is such a lonely number, my happiness requires two.
Hope you enjoy!
