I am Jack the ripper that haunt this street, And wait behind the beauty of darkness, For me to steal their precious little breath, From the ill-fated life they do possess, "From Hell" is where my cold soul come from, Only to deliver their scream goodbye, For I am their Death, that's what I've become, One by one I watched them all fade to die, I scratched out their hearts for it is no use, And carved out their bones with my sweet cold knife, For against insanity my mind lose, When emptiness filled my darkened life, To your soul, a goodbye I shall tell o'er, In this line..." Yours truly, Jack the Ripper".
Oh this is written in such depth and darkness, such death and cold lines in this and it is excellent. I really like this a lot from beginning to end. Nice lines all through out, including these:
"And wait behind the beauty of darkness,"
"Only to deliver their scream goodbye,"
"I scratched out their hearts for it is no use,"
"When emptiness filled my darkened life,
To your soul, a goodbye I shall tell o'er,
In this line..." Yours truly, Jack the Ripper"."
it feels like a billion years since i read something like this. it certainly has bite to it and knows where to influence a reader along the way. it is well written to the max and worth honorable mention.