Torture

by Was cut by a knife that said love   May 16, 2008


You slowly open your eyes to see black
Only to realize you are trapped
In a dark swampy room
Welcome to the place that feels your doom

You move a little and something kisses your wrist
Only to realize it’s a blade that has gave the kiss,
An unwanted kiss that drips of blood
Blood that’s black like a welted rose bud

This is followed by a sharp intense pain
Up your spine, only to be followed by another change
The room is now being sucked clean of air
And you are stuck struggling in your chair

A scream of help tries to escape your lips
Nothing comes out because your tongue has been clipped
Blood dribbles down your chin
More blood pours out as your legs get stabbed by a pin

You think that the torture is done
But only to find out its not and you are being spun
Around and around the chair goes
Then it stops in to a wall and breaks your nose

You want to leave and get away from the harm
Then all of a sudden a brick slams into your arm
Now your just wishing, waiting hoping to die,
And their take your life, whoever is in control of this nasty ride

And at that very moment you feel something cold against your head
Feeling that you are now lying on the true death bed
Because you hear the click of the silver gun
And one bullet to the head finished all, its now all done

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  • 16 years ago

    by Phantasmagoria

    The rhyming seemed kinda forced, but there were some good descriptions, esp. in the line "kisses your wrist". Nice screen name too, by the way.