The room was in darkness Save for the solitary shard of light Shining directly onto that point on the wall The blood had dried in long back If the room could speak There would be screams The chains still hung on the wall Frozen in time A timely reminder To the events of that day She touched them Just to understand Why She expected the feel of cold metal Instead, a strange heat surged through her body Compelling her into the chains Tightly binding her against the wall Trapped, she waited He was watching her Listening as her heart pounded in fear Just the beginning She thought she was screaming As the blood entered her mouth, slowly Forcing her eyes to scream Her mind now drowning in panic As life began to fade He watched her, fascinated as she entered the next phase The journey into the afterlife Just like the others The room was in darkness Save for the solitary shard of light Shining directly onto that point on the wall.
Incredible!
It just created a spooky sensation in me.
I think it's about death; an abandoned house; afterlife.
It hooked me...
"Forcing her eyes to scream
Her mind now drowning in panic"
I salute your creativity.
I wonder why there are more men serial killers than woman...do you really think that most of them start from mommy issues like research claims? I just dont know about that ....daddy issues are just as bad. creepy write Paul....interesting but creepy...
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
I think you've hit the nail on the head. It definitely is mummy issues. Though women tend to poison .. read moreI think you've hit the nail on the head. It definitely is mummy issues. Though women tend to poison their victims.
Warning- Not for the faint-at-heart! Macabre, Poe-esque, downright blood-curdling words & imagery-"forcing her eyes to scream"- agghh! Love the repetition of lines beginning&end- adds much to the haunting feel. Murder? Something else? Darkly Brilliant Paul!
I read it out aloud and was afraid. Lust became a morbid game of death crossing the line of restraint. Some blood curdling lines here Paul. Yet I couldn't help enjoying it.
I like poetry and stories that tell me something.
Sometimes the shortest poems hit the hardest.
If I post something serious, don't worry, a funny poem will follow. Don't hesitate to tell me if my po.. more..