Tainted..

My mind is a torturous hole
Never leaving me on my own
Forever insisting on ripping my soul apart
Always pondering though out scenario or another
One “what if” or the other
One painful memory or another
I am eternally sucked into my abyss of a brain
Leaving my spirit stained with blotches of sadness
How am I ever to survive..

Battle Of The Souls….

 

The night is dark, as terrifying demons lie in wait

I hold my armor up and prepare for battle 

I put my soul at risk to destroy the monsters running in the shadows

Combat goes on for eternity under the gloomy moon

Limbs are torn and bones are crushed

Eyes glaring like empty holes on their faces

Until daylight comes and they disappear into nothingness like they never where

Leaving only whispers and veils of the war before

 

Paranoia….

Swallows me whole and leaves me fetal 

Paranoia

Twirls me up in a tornado of emotions

Paranoia

Crawls through my throat and rips my insides inside out

Paranoia

Infects me with queasiness and tears me apart

Paranoia

Sets me on a wild goose chase searching for my soul

Paranoia

Makes me want to cleave my eyes out because i dont want to witness my demise

Paranoia

Is it all in my mind or does the horror exist??

Me Against The Light….

I stand in the darkness perplexed

Trying to find the switch to no avail

Have been asleep for days

Yet the sun does not appear

Round and round i go searching for a way out

Shadows linger waiting for my last breath

I hear sounds of freedom and radiance flowing from afar

Just as I see a ray of hope

Gloom engulfs me once more

Like a flower i wilt to my inevitable demise

Love Throb…

Cant stop thinking about you

As i lay here awake, unable to sleep

It may seem like i’m selfish, or crazy, or living in the past

But I’m always wondering..

Am I the love of your life

Like you are the love of my life

I feel a cold shiver moving down my spine like a cube of ice

Why is it that you don’t want to fight for me to stay

Like a cheetah waiting for its prey

You only want me when i run

Resting here alone waiting for the midnight sun

I wish you ached for me as i do for you

But you live on with no clue

Meeting your mates and going on long dates

Are we to work hard for our love or is it just fate

I feel like you are slipping away from me

Our love hurts so much that it leaves a depth in my heart

Abyss….

I live in padlocked terror

Is it today is it tomorrow

Is it the day that’s going to be my sorrow

Am i being punished for being the creature that i am

Hard times come and drag me down

Down into the deepest scum filled gulf

In a state of abyss here i slouch

slain in my journey to survival

My soul tumbles into the deep void

Waiting for the ogres and trolls to come 

To come and gather my soulless bag of severed carcass

The Kiss Of A Temptress

From the beginning of time

She walked on a cloud of bliss

Like the night sky her eyes glisten 

Like the long silk slip her hair falls velvety over her shoulders

Her soft bosom plum and ripe, perfectly ready for her aficionado

Her soft skin one shade more appealing than the rays of the sun

Her garb wrapped around her like the vines of a lustful tree

Her feet as supple as a new born baby’s tush 

When she talks its like a melody taken from the songs of the springs

Heaving you closer as she wraps you in a trance of her words

Drowsing your mind with her fumes of allure

A rosy bruise appears from the lines where her fingers caress you

With her pouty lips she will give you the kiss of your demise

Sucking the existence and light out of you leaving only shadows of dusk

Leaving only stiff lifeless oozing darkness

Tales Of A Traded Little Girl..finale

As she sprinted across the hard  pavement barefoot

Her sun deprived skin greatly soaking in all the blazing heat

She could hear all the yelling and screaming coming from the house

This made her run  faster than her small legs could take her

Before she knew it she was in the bustling streets 

Rushing past the busy morning workers on their daily routine

Not even noticing a broken little girl hobbling past them

Suddenly she crashed onto a young woman with a baby

Dropped on her knees and broke down into long awaited tears

Letting out all the ache,terror,fatigue and delight of freedom out

The woman, not knowing what to do, put her baby in the stroller,wrapped her in a tight embrace and cradled her small body

She wept for what seemed line an eternity until only small shivers of aftershock ran through her body

Knowing that in this woman’s arms she had found refuge

As she rested her head on the woman’s soft bosoms she knew that she had found a home

And from that day on the two of them set out to destroy the men who tortured her

The woman vowed that she would go to the ends of the world if that’s what it took, to make them pay for breaking her precious little girl’s soul

Tales Of A Traded Little Girl… Part 3

As she crouched behind the door 

Waiting for the sun to rise 

Waiting for the routine dulling of the senses

The adrenalin running through her veins

She could already taste the trepidation with in her

The door slammed open and just as the ugly scarface walked in the room

She thrust her knee onto his crotch

As he dropped onto a fatal position she grabbed his gun and flew past him

 Passing the other rooms and hearing the revolting moans of men

Knowing very well what the other girls in the room were enduring

She could not wait to be out of the house of torture

Ahead of her was a big red door, and just as she was about to reach it

A big creepy man stood in front of it, grinning with teeth as yellow as corn

She came to a  rigid halt,dread and anxiety consuming her

She looked all around her for an escape route, then suddenly remembered she had a gun at hand

She slowly lifted it up aiming towards the man as he stride slowly towards her

Then she suddenly started running on the opposite direction were she saw light coming in from the only exposed window

As she got closer and closer to the window she started shooting

With the creepy man right on her toes she jumped through the window head first 

And instantly felt the warmth and light of the sun on her cold blood spattered skin…

The forth and concluding part of this mini series will be coming soon.. 🙂

Tales Of A Traded Little Girl… Part 2

As the foot steps get closer and closer

Her sobs become louder and louder

She can hardly contain her terror as her heart beats hard and fast

She feels as though it will beat right out of her chest

The big scary man with a wicked scar on his face walks by her court, stops for a second

Then he grabs the other girl right next to her

And she sighs a small prayer of gratitude and relief

He pulls the other girl by her hair on the dirty freezing floor

As she screams, yells, kicks and even tries to bite, but the man is just too vicious and much stronger than her

He stops and slaps her across the face but the girl is too hysterical

He rams his foot into her ribs and she whimpers in soft, painful almost non existent tones which finally die out as she loses consciousness

He makes a rough, ugly croak like sound which is supposed to be a laugh 

Then puts her dead weight on his shoulders and yells at the rest of them to keep quiet..

He slams the door behind him and she finally breaks down into tears

Thinking of all the things the ugly scarface will do to the other girl

Just as she is trying to relax the man strides in again

Walking fast towards her, then jams a metal object into her arm

As she sinks into a world of dreams,nightmares and wishful thinking

She silently says another prayer, as she is always glad to get the needle with the weird fluid

Because it takes her into the dream world, were she can run free with her puppy in the wild flower garden and be happy

Her last thought is her mother baking the ginger bread man for Chritmas

Then darkness consumes her thoughts…

To be continued….