color unsurpassed
fluttering wings in the breeze
summer eye candy

No longer can he roam...in disguise



He is losing the battle...with the holiest of spirit's

He is at last to tire......his face it wears it



To many souls have crossed the line

There siding with god...all the time



Not one to give up...since the creation of all

I been fighting this battle......i must not fall



Thrown from heaven...into the heat

It's getting much colder...i feel defeat



I will try once more...to gather my souls

I will wipe my tears....and get what i'm owed



I lost the battle once again...the numbers get smaller

I can not pretend



My work almost finished...i'm back to my tears

I have not cried so much...for thousands of years



I  have reigned my terror....all they can stand

The almighty himself...has a different plan



I will give up now.....theres way to much pain

I'm stepping aside ...to let the big man reign



Author notes

The buzz of the knife  is music in my ears

the same machine..i've used for years

i can't help myself...

god knows i tried

since i was sixteen...i have the devil inside...

as i carve yet another slice of this life

she is moving...why

because i eat them alive

the machine still buzzing and doing it's thing

i'm almost finished...dismembering this pretty little thing

she's quiet now...all is fine

i'm eating her tongue...with a glass of wine

the law knows to well...i am compelled...

i will not stop..... till i am shot

when they find these corpses of mine....

they know the world is no longer fine..

to leave my mark...i take the tongue

pickle it in brine......

would you like one...?

i don't seek contrite....i have no right

my hunger for flesh...is no longer a fight

i am normal as defined by me...not a cell in this world..

will i ever be...

i will end it first...by my own hand..

i am the king...of my land...will make my own stand

oh here's another..been waiting for her

i saw her talking to a friend at work...my mouth started watering

what a tasty treat indeed....i will have it for dinner..you wait and see

garlic and onions and...oh i can't wait

to have her tongue on my dinner plate....

Eva sat on her chair..the back so high

as to reach in the air



she instilled in her mind...her memory bank

what had taken place..ten minutes ago....can she even remember what had taken place

the house upside down...like a basket case..



she feels the drips upon her legs...not paying attention...with dismay

what has she just lost....at such a high cost

what had happened...did i drink to much....

my husband he came and caused such a fuss



next thing i know...i'm on the floor...

crawling and grabbing and reaching the door.....



now the warm stream of blood...stinging my eyes

i feel as though i'm dying inside...

somebody help me....i'm not deserving of this

i pay my bills and i love my kids...



the drip on my leg ...there it is again

my god it's blood...i think it's from him



the shard of glass...from the vase...that he cracked in her head

came from the nightstand...next to the bed...

now clutched in her hand...oh so tight

there was struggle...a really bad fight



now i see him...my eyes now clear....what in the world..has happened here

he's on the floor...like a ***** pile of clothes

that **** eaten grin...half crooked smile

i killed him dead ...he hurt me bad

such a wonderful life....we used to have....

now there is nothing....nothing but sad...



next time around..i will pick the right one...one that won't hurt me

and make me to run...

i love you sweetheart...is what he said

the night before last .....just before we went to bed

the drink t flowed..oh so freely..now my husband is dead

and wish i could see him



i love you to...my dear..when your in heaven...think twice before you...

pick up that chair...your violent temper..always so near...

i hear them coming in the distance ..the police that is...right this instant

i must ready...... before they come

as she leaps from the staircase...one last look at the sun

rope it tightens...she is no more.....she has again reunited...
with the one she adores

slicing of the flesh...without taking a breath
eerily creeping..stealth a test
running from the law..an impossible feat
inside his mind...the demons retreat
at peace with himself..at least he thinks
lapping at violence...a tragidy at the least

**** for the rush..in the past for fun
in the forrest....his bodies bake in the sun
long ago..a child abused..now a thing of the past...he will use
last victim killed...it was hunting season
every one  in town..stayed in for this  reason
relentless this one..not a man..but a creature of darkness...no love in his plans

mini skirts...and bobby socks

this pretty little girl..knows how to rock



dressed like this

i think not...she left this morning

in a turtle neck top



she's locked away in her mind...most of the time

wears a devious smile...all the while

something..came to her in a dream

as of late ..she been nasty and mean



she confessed to me what she thought it meant

she trust me much..cause we are best friends



she tells me this...it has not been once

she has this dream..several times a month

the figure she see's at least she thinks

is not a man but a beast....

it has not a single trace...of where it should have a face

she say's it smells of decay and human waste



this unknown thing..whispers things

that she doesn't want to do

"**** the boy that broke your heart...

he never loved you from the start"



the dream is the same..everytime

there is no change....turns out the same

covered with blood...no tears to cry

she wakes in the morning and wonders why



today my nightmare seemed to end

when i awoke..i was trembling

mom ..came in..and said watch the news

your boyfriends missing..police have no clues

three weeks later...they found a severed head

in the landfill....marked dead end...



so that cute girl...the popular one..you think you know...

don't go out with her to a show

you might end up a foot shorter....

"head" line news with some reporter

she may be a serial killer...with a brain disorder

or.......

just a lonely girl...with a broken heart