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Away in the darkness a young girl cries.
A senseless maniac looks at her and sighs.
Alone in the darkness that's where she dies.
He looks at her face pale in the moonlight.
Smiling at how she put up a good fight.
Burying her body he pats the dirt tight.
She looks down from the place between heaven and hell.
At her killer acting as if everythings well.
Crying she hopes he rots in hell.
He walks to the diner and hears the news.
How a young girl thats been abused.
Is missing from her Granny Sue's.
He smiles bending to tie his shoes.
She finds her Mom no tears she cries.
" Better without her" her mom says then sighs.
" Same here" the younge girl tearfully lies.
They catch him later and he's still smiling.
they inject him with lethal; She watches him dying.
He smiles and slowly feels himself flying.
She watches him drop into her place.
The others he murdered now have a bright face.
" Sweet renenge" they chant, " Now that your in this place."
He looks at everyone his face a mask of fear.
" I murdered you all how can you be here?"
They watch him cowardly shake in fear.
His first victim a little girl age 8
Behind a building he kiddnapped her late.
She was suffocated, her mouth He taped.
His second victim a woman age 20.
walking to the bank to get some money.
He took her in plain sight; it was slightly sunny.
she fought back hard he thought it was funny.
His third a senior girl age 18.
Laughing at how terrafied she seemed.
Looking at her dead He happily beemed.
His youngest a toddler girl age 4.
Playing in the water happily bored.
Pushing her in He walks to his Ford.
His oldest a woman of 42.
An accountant for the bank, his payment was due.
He cussed her out she said he was through.
He choked her to death not leaving a clue.
Then there was her, girl age 15.
Dragging her to the cemetery to hear her scream.
She fought but the b*****d was mean.
He rapes her and still she refuses to sing.
They stare at him there faces show anger.
Brutally murdered by a ******** up stranger.
Laughing now that he's in danger.
They decend upon him hoping to kill.
Wanting his ******** up blood to spill.
Watching him wither they finally feel.
- by grimsunshine |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/03/2008 |
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- Title: Victoms Death.
- Artist: grimsunshine
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Description:
Inspired from a nightmare. I wrote this at 2 in the morning.
please comment and enjoy. - Date: 12/03/2008
- Tags: victoms death
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Comments (4 Comments)
- the surrounded loner - 12/04/2008
- VERY nice i luv how you step into the shoes of the murderer.had a dream slightly like this... it scared the s**t out of me.
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- II Buttercream II - 12/04/2008
- Wow...that was so......I can't explain it. But I'm giving you a 5.
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- iBrightScales - 12/04/2008
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The rhyme scheme was rather irritating, and there were several grammatical errors. But, ignoring all of that, it was a good poem.
3/5 - Report As Spam
- Jade DragonHeart - 12/03/2008
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Wow
That's the first word that came to mind. Very very very well written. It seemed like a person could really feel what his victim's felt. Very well done my friend. biggrin - Report As Spam