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?
Well....many of you have asked me, "When are you going to return to your dark poetry, Dave?" It looks like that old dark side reared its ugly head yet again. In celebration of the dark-side, my friends.....I give you "Consequences". I hope you enjoy reading it even half as much as I enjoyed writing it!!
Consequences
Mind screaming, heart racing...wondering what the fuck I'm facing. Breathing ragged, soul dying...I hear heaven's angels crying. Watching as the lamb of god, is murdered on the altar... Awful madness running wild, disemboweling those who falter.
Never have my eyes beheld, nor thought such monstrous evil dwelled... Upon this mortal plane we share, our blood for gods who never cared. Adramelech makes his way, into this sacred gathering place... Accompanied by a shreiking legion, souls who looked upon his face.
I watch a smile cross his features, watch him summon more foul creatures. From the bowels of hell they issue, to feed upon sweet mortal tissue. Moist cloying stench of manflesh innards, heaps of midden on the floor... My nostrils weeping putrid mucous, His summoned creatures howl for more.
I wonder now what fevered thinking, what made me bring this nightmare slinking... Up from the depths of my despair, to do my bidding here and there? Lust for power caused these actions, too late now to close the door... Selfish motive behind my madness, doesn't matter anymore.
Harken all you kindred souls, nursing all your foul ambitions... Power gained from incantations, carries with it fell conditions!
She walks alone in darknes, disdaining sight.....perceiving worlds undiscovered, she claims the right... To wander where she will, spell caster...fatal charms arresting ...her own soul's master. Admirers, some cautious...bold ones wishing to hold her tight...impudent souls kept in a jar, by her maiden's bed at night. Some regard her as evil, others avoid her path...scurrying dwellers living here, simply don't incur her wrath.
Drawn by the moon, delicious silver light...change tingling in her bones, she wishes to run tonight. Blood images form behind her eyes, desperate cravings dark result...excitement whining through her veins, human feelings, cruel insult. Powerful sinews thickening, sliding--desire churning...changes sought and found tonight, urgent needs forever burning... Reveling in this killing form, screaming desires at the moon...passion rising by the second, savagery commencing soon.
Fleeting images urgently demanding...disires' insatiable longing commanding... Growling low she starts the game, changeling tissues exhulting...fevered lusting growing sweeter, orgasmisic ripples resulting.., As human nectar fills her mouth, locked in passion's throes...first kill tonight, not satiated---perverted carnal lusting grows. Woeful keening fills the wood, deceitful moon is gone....too quickly over, appetite not appeased---unsatisfactory dawn.
She walks alone in darkness, disdaining sight.... Revelling in sweet secrets....she knows she owns the night.
Gasping she awakens, burning eyes are with her still---treacherous shadows all around her, infernal actions to fulfill. Perspiration beads upon her brow, surely dreams cannot be real---recalling with awful clarity, what her dreaming did reveal. Something now inside of her, a restlessness it seems---desiring dread fulfillment, now urging her to scream. The mirror on her dresser, patiently beckons her to gaze---upon the inner workings, offering solutions to the maze.
Resisting this temptation, sliding lower in the bed, why must the night torment her, demented voices screaming in her head. Such clarity un-nerves her, startling visions somehow require---actions totally unfamiliar, evil excesses to quench this foul desire. Shivering in anticipation, is that excitment that she feels---delicious quivering in her loins, guilty pleasure she conceals. Remembrance replaces reality, within her room this night---who knew such awful wicked thoughts, could engender such delight
Lost in thoughts of cruelty, fevered brain is now consumed---with luscious thoughts of her fulfillment, carnal depredations are resumed. Casting aside her blankets, she finds herself upon her feet---shrugging off her night-dress, last vestige of her sanity gleefully retreats. Writhing to the harmony, of ancient chanting masses---stretching towards the heavens, hands making forgotten arcane passes. Gliding easily across the floor, inviting mirror looms---peering into the mirror's depths, discerning evil daemon runes.
Contemplation interrupted, visions of forgotten lands---innocent finds a jeweled dagger, clutched in her sweating hands. Un-seen mouths caress her breasts, breath rasping in her throat---moisture gathers on her nether lips, she hears the daemon gloat. Passion burning in her soul, thoughts losing all importance---muscles jerking in her thighs, delightful physical ascendance. Moaning her acceptance, she thrusts against the heat---daemon's organ fully fills her, satisfaction almost complete.
She drags the blade across her throat....orgasm flooding through her--- Blood gushes, heartbeat weakens....mirror's visions become a blur.
Hope you enjoy!
