Stranger Danger

Warning: This is a graphic piece of writing, and those who might be sensitive on the subject of rape, or child abuse is to not read this. I do not support the acts in this writing what so ever.

A Simple Peace of Writing: Stranger Danger

    You can trust me,
    No need to flee.
    I you can trust,
    Don't think to run, please you must.
    Take my gentle hand,
    And we can go to a better land.
    Pay no mind to my strange behavior,
    Do not worry child I am your savior.
    The sharp iron does you no harm,
    Just hush, I know what will do the charm.
    What is this? Your blood is oh so red,
    Can you see it leak out from your head?
    Do not mess with that! It will fester!
    This is for the goddess, do not test her.
    Oh how your wounds look under my light,
    Thoughts come to me and actions will come... they might...
    A sweet song of the devil
    Only disposed by the shovel.
    Enough dear child
    Keep your tone mild.
    Show me your tongue little one,
    There is something I want to do, hun.
    It's small and oh so soft.
    Allow your mouth for my tongue to be a loft.
    Do not squirm, allow this to happen,
    Anymore, and I promise a coffin.
    Feel the cool blade onto your neck,
    If I pressed this even slightly you would go to heck.
    Oh how your skin feels though,
    And how your hair can flow.
    What's that? You worry on age?
    You will grow through the next stage.
    Need not for this blasted clothes,
    I'm sure you look nicer than the streets 'hoes'.
    The Devil cares not for me,
    This kind of lust comes with a fee.
    Yes I will go to hell,
    And what I am doing proves my life has feel.
    Do not believe I care,
    In life, anything is fair.
    I will abuse you,
    And violate you through and through.
    Just a slip touch and it's all gone,
    No guy over you would want to fawn.
    Hush child do not cry,
    I'm sure the time will fly.
    They will want to search for you soon,
    Maybe tomorrow late noon.
    But it is too late now,
    And they won't even realize how.
    You are my play thing,
    Not merely just a fling.
    You whimper ever so,
    This is nothing, you just don't know.
    Enough you blasted child or else!
    Oh you should wish not to know what else!
    My blade making it's etches into your skin,
    Shall we see if we can count to ten?
    One cut in to the skin,
    Two not a fifth from ten.
    Three, does it hurt?
    Four, maybe the wound needs dirt.
    Five, do not scream,
    Six, accept the cuts team.
    Seven, was that an artery?
    Eight, this blood as if for surgery.
    Nine, we are nearly done,
    Ten, lay in your pool of blood, hun.
    Your tears affect me not,
    If anything, they sustain me lot.
    Do you enjoy this?
    I would suggest you say yes.
    This crying, now I must strike you,
    Upon this, you brought to.
    You are my love,
    Enough is never enough.
    Is the time almost?
    Or am I still the host?
    Look at you, what a waste,
    Soon to be nothing but a pretty face.
    You poor girl of ten,
    Never to live a life of zen.
    Don't give those pleading eyes,
    You know the end is nigh.
    Must you have a few more cuts?
    Here, under the roof of my hut?
    Maybe you should just open wide,
    If you don't want it to be your hide.
    That's it girl,
    Do not squirrel.
    Was that a knock at the door?
    Maybe I should just leave this w***e...
    I shall end it all,
    I stab in the heart, and your life will fall.
    Now just a corpse,
    Only a blood and semen mixture, with a missing source.
    Oh and little girl, I forget to mention,
    It hid in the mist of tension.
    Remember what your parents should've taught you.
    Stay away from all except the one's you knew.

Jordan Godkin
7/9/2014

Author's Note

Hello, my name is Jordan. This is my first piece of writing on writerscafe.org, and soon other sites along with it. Please do enjoy it, and as said in the description, I do not support anything in this writing. If you wish to give any advice or compliments, please feel free!