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Jan 2017
She put a spell on me
She manipulates my heart with alchemy
I love her with no control
Because she controls my very soul

She is so enchanting and mysterious
Her sorcery has got me delirious
I'm her servant and her puppet
And part of me loves it

Some voodoo and a hex
For some ritualistic ***
Under the blood moon a celebration
For the God of *******

My sweet little pixie
Raising the dead with her necromancy
As I watch with dread
She dances with the dead

Witchcraft and conjuring demons from hell
Mystic horrors as the sacrifices scream and yell
I must break free from these sinister restraints; I must rebel
But I can't stop their pains because with magic in my veins I am just a
shell

I am like a doll stuck in its head and helpless
Left to panic about how she is relentless
She is so charming its alarming                        
I wonder who els she will be harming

The ****** psychotic *****
This seductive destructive witch
As long as I am hexed
I am going to be be next
This was a poem I just wrote in my book just to get some ideas down so I could turn it into a song after. I didn't think it was good enough to post here at first but on a second inspection I thought some one might like it.(later) should I change "God Of *******" if its too graphic? I was thinking Devastation, Cremation, Mutilation, Pleasure and sensation, I know there are more but I can't think of any. I just don't want to loose people so early on or I know people might just think its gross.
Eric Martin
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Eric Martin  Canada
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