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Vraj thakkar Jul 2019
He was a simple guy with no big dreams,
He used to watch horror movies just to hear her screams.
She was as beautiful as an angel from heaven,
Perfect red and sweet as a  fresh watermelon.
She said she had come from a strange place,
Their friendship had just taken a good pace.
The Warmth of her body made him forget all his pains,
Her soft hands had become a necessity for the blood in his veins.
He felt her as protective as the earth's ozone,
He felt she would never ever leave him alone.


But one day she vanished like a meteor in the universe,
Maybe it was all a dream, but his rest life felt like a curse.
He had spent his best days of his life with her,
He didn't know that she ll make him suffer.
No one knew where she had gone,
With a broken heart he was left alone.
He  spent nights wandering about the street,
Hoping for just one last meet.
But Nothing was expected to be better,
He remained just a lifeless piece of matter.
His only moon for the nights had vanished,
She was the only girl whom he had cherished.
On this night of despair he was alone,
Left with a broken heart , rather a stone.
Will his love drive him to her ?
Maybe god had chosen him to suffer.
Jeordie S Dahmer Apr 2019
Your body beneath me
A blade pressed to your chest
Do you trust me?
Sadistic thoughts swarm my brain
Like a nest of angry wasps
A thin line
Dripping crimson honey
Your breath becomes sharp
A dull ache in my skull
Demons speaking into my ear
The knife in my hand is so tempting
I carve another line
One after one and I still ain’t done
The steal comes down full force
Tearing past flesh and bone
I can’t help but to let out a little moan
Hands painted red
Shoving my fingers in the open wounds
Can I make someone so numb feel pain?
Watching the light fade from your dark eyes
I always wanted to be your end
I promise I’ll kiss it better
But now I have you
Nothing can take you from me
The cold metal to my neck
Slices past the cartilage
Feeling warmth drip into my lungs
My vision filled with dark clouds
I mutter and choke out my last words
I love you
Ugh I don't feel good. My brain is somewhere else.
Rochelle Foles Apr 2019
pleasure
                as  
pain

he told his partners

unwitting souls
commanded by his
physical
beauty

strong
self assured
manner

unwillingness 2 accept
anything but compliance
acquiescence

compelling
in his self assurance
many were led into his lair
gullible

some to escape
never the being they’d been

some
attempting
to flee
flogged into further submission
and eternal darkness

pleasure as pain
he told them

the once innocents





© 2017
rf
Jeffery Prosser Feb 2019
Sadistic Lovers

I'm not so sure that I can see your point
when your dagger is buried deep in the spine
that's wrapped around your finger;
A silver will bent across your golden trigger.

It won't be long 'til you find another guy,
that's willing to waste your time.
When it's all said and done
and your mouth's around the gun
you'll see that Sadistic love is blind.
Postal Leo Jan 2019
Cutting and bruising,
Bleeding, while we drive, street cruising.
Live fast, die young,
All while trying to steal your tongue.

Your so cute when you blush,
And when you bleed just enough,
Do you trust me? Your forced to now….
I mean, your in love with me anyhow….

I’ll, treat you like in item, you just love being used!
Even though you you kick and scream, you want to be abused!
Call me a sadist, and we’ll get along just fine….
Just never ******* dare, touch what's mine!
Mr Morningstar Nov 2018
Could you capture patience and haste
Skin softer than silk a body with delicious taste
Inhibitions non existent
Lustful desires persistent
Entangled like vines
Who have weaved through the fence
A sadistic touch to watch you tense.
Submission a form of primal love
Pain and arousal both in the same glove
What we do a release
A moment of peace
Lost inside chaos.
Red Nov 2018
momentary feelings of contentment
appear in the solace of substance abuse
my personal pockets of happiness
presenting itself in seductive caramel pills

family tradition collapsed in my bottomless glass
thick fluid dancing amongst cubes of comfort
sacrificing sanity for seconds of clarity forgotten
four minutes of freedom from my insecure narration

i awaken to mistake stained sheets mangled violently beneath me
but this alien form I present in doesn't communicate my thoughts
for my aching fleshy cage is not made of meat nor cartilage
skin of sin engulf my devious bones pulse ticking like a time bomb

I still feel the grime stuck beneath my fingernails
I claw and scrape but the sludge takes permanent residence
the harmfully minuscule reminder of failure pushes me off the edge
falling forever but never reaching my deserved demise

stuck in limbo I'm trapped in a bleaker version of purgatory
last nights choices weigh painfully on my intestines
boulders of regret forcing my anxious form to fasten in its decent
but the comforting splat never reaches my deformed ears

it is here in the free fall I carry out my personal catastrophe
shirt ***** stained as my permanent plummet sickens me
years of sinking pass as i endure my eternal punishment
my immortal agony mutates into a sadistic contentment

a sheen of sweat sticks regularly to my aching soul
a permanent hangover and a never-ending come down
i find more than peace in this cataclysm
amidst my deserved torture pain melts into a masochistic enjoyment

Now I'm absolutely mad
flesh falling away from my body
the only tissue that remains holds my grin firmly in place
Happy as sin
DJL Sep 2018
You cannot create a monster
and then condemn it
hate its ugly features
it’s terrible gait
You cannot be afraid
to look into it’s cold eyes
touch it’s rough skin
or feel it’s hot breath
You must face the consequences

Because
when I look into the mirror
I do not see myself
but all of what you’ve made me
I see pale skin
and bruised lips
and bloodied knuckles
and a demonish grin
I see a monster
ready to do monstrous things.”
Majd Abbas Aug 2018
The long-forgotten cigarette slowly eats from my fingers..
It's just me..a glass of whiskey..and a handful of stress..
To keep me up all night..
I ***** up all my memories..so there's nothing left but a white page of nothingness..
And I slice the anger out of my veins..
Instead I'm rewarded with warm..thick...blood
I step on the broken glass shards to escape my dark chamber..
And I think I must burry the dog lying in the corner for five days..
I try to embrace the grass that dwells outside for some rest..
Yet her screams keep following me..
Madly I'm running to the bathroom..
Relieved to see she was still swimming in her pool of blood in the bathtub..with my knife in her heart..
Oh! The joy I'm in.. seeing her with me at last..
In bitter and sweet..until life do us apart..
I can't stop laughing..I can't stop loving you..
Why won't you talk..speak to me!!
SPEAK TO ME!!

I remember that silence is your language..
So I bring a needle and thread..sew my mouth shut..
So I can speak your silence..love..
Oh! The anger is slowly draining from my veins..
So I lie next to you..how delicious you blood tastes!!
I fiddle with a fork as I'm waiting for my life..
Sticking it over and over in that funny- looking rat..
Oh! How hilarious his squeaks are!!
My head is lighter now..my vision..blur..
And I live..next to my pale beauty..
We live together as nocturnal animals.. silently wandering in the night of a bleeding moon..
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