Elm Street Is Where They're Found (Jack the Ripper)

It's another night full of hopelessness and despair.

She tells the price in the little things she wears.

Passing hours for another client.

Victim to social complications,

Sometimes "business" isn't what it seems.

Terrorizing justice, loving horror

Awaits a s**t at the corner.

She's his tonight.

Paper desires brought you to this.

This disease has sealed your fate.

A corroded mind with a purpose.

This knife, there's no escape.

So you like your legs spread open, so how about he cuts them off?

Take the heart that had no use, and he'll just f*****g rip it out.

Inside his room she takes off her robe.

Will she return? No body knows.

Back turned to the "customer" who's on a mission.

Stab to the throat, now blurry vision.

Now the insides are brought to the out.

Remove her tongue to shut her mouth.

Now at the crime scene,

The feds are wondering;

Where are the kidneys

Of this mortal worth nothing?

Author's Note

A bit graphic but I wanted to describe and help picture the adventures of Jack the Ripper. If you have a problem with the word and language choice it's to bad. I don't go out telling you I dislike your work so there...

I don't write to please people, but to clear my mind and express what was felt at that exact moment.