Endgame...
By SolApathy
Dark recesses of insanity
squared
cubed
compacted
and compressed
under duress
blank slate of hate
the music
plays a rhythm of animosity
velocity of my stare
through your
soul
tears a hole so deep
blood will seep
Veins burst and
organs liquefy
still I won’t let you die
my sheer will keeping
you alive
I strive for an ecstasy of pain
it rains
blood
and gore
and still I will make you suffer
more
You doubted
my convictions
determination
paroxysm of my hate
your fate
tied to the life you stole
Her death
your everlasting suffering
in the dungeon I built just for you
months I dug
and now I’m
through
waiting and watching
and now the darkness is calling
I am to take your flesh tonight
into my chamber of horror
watch
as I smile
been waiting such a long while
you know why you are
here
every breath you take I feel your fear
knowing you understand
you drove me
far beyond anything a soul should ever endure
As
you look to my casual smile and empty eyes
you shudder in incontrollable
fear
knowing morality no longer has a hold on me
My only satisfaction
is seeing you
bleed
suffer
never die
as you beg for
mercy that will never come
I am
no one...
Comments on "Endgame..."
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On Monday, November 26, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...you got a psychopathic trip goin on here. well done for the genre'...
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On Sunday, December 2, 2012, SolApathy
(652) wrote:
The trip will never end...