Torture

My boyfriend wrote this one, im not sure what he was thinking.

Dark clouds entice me,

grabbing hold of me,

flooding my conscience,

like gas into a tank,

blood from a wound,

and there it is,

a helpless man,

lying there,

like an entity,

looking for its way in life,

confused, beaten, and bruised,

should I beat it,

the decisions flow through my head,

gone in a second,

lifeless body,

countless lives taken,

no regrets,

none,

next victim.

 

Reviews

[Forgotten Soldier]

Woah, sickening, "no regrets." scary line.

[Butterflymom]

Very well written, great flow, thought provoking, creative, and original...very dark piece.