Faceless

by Ashleigh Skye   Jun 14, 2005


*note this is written from a murder's point of view as well as his victim's. The victim is the one who starts talking*

Lead down a deep dark tunnel,
by a man I cannot name,
romantic thoughts cross my mind,
some cause me a little shame.

Blindly she follows,
she thinks I do not know,
as I continue walking slowly,
simply part of the show.

I cannot see his face,
and I don't know who he is,
but the only though in my mind,
is how I want to be only his.

She's infatuated with me,
this is going to be fun,
this is going to be simple too,
I think I've already won.

He continues to walk ahead,
never giving me a glance,
he opens a door and I follow,
thinking now will be my chance.

I lead her into the room,
the darkest one I can find,
knowing what I give her,
will not be what she had in mind.

I follow him into the room
surprised by what I find,
it is not some romantic scene,
set with the two of us in mind.

I see her look of disappointment,
as she blindly looks around,
her eyes fall on everything,
but rest on the dirt ground.

He's led me I don't know where,
and I still haven't see his face,
but my heart continues fluttering,
at an extremely high pace.

She thinks the feeling is love,
when really its telling her to go,
I then go sit on a chair,
and get ready for the show.

I cannot tell where I'm going,
and I don't know where he's gone,
I run my hands along the wall,
as delicately as a swan.

I know she's looking for me,
but I still stay out of sight,
make her suffer just a little longer,
it will be the best thing she'll feel all night.

I don't know where he's gone,
yet I still feel him near,
all of a sudden my feelings of love,
turn into strong feelings of fear.

Her mood has suddenly changed,
now's my time to strike,
I carefully turn myself around,
and find the silver spike.

The shadows are lighter,
and I see the outline of a man,
the same man I followed here,
with something in his hand.

Slowly I walk towards her,
just about to pounce,
carefully rubbing the blade in my hand,
going to stab her where it counts.

I hear his sullen breathing,
I can feel his body circling mine,
my eyes cannot detect him yet,
which is the worst sign.

I see her getting nervous,
And I slowly lift the blade,
I will stab her slowly,
Give her body a while to fade.

I have a feeling I shouldn’t be here,
Especially here with him,
Because the happy feeling I once had,
Has suddenly turned grim.

I smile and drop the knife,
As I push her back towards the wall,
Knowing after a few more steps,
She will take the big fall.

He drops the knife and I smile.
Thinking now it will be us two,
Yet he keeps pushing me backwards,
Into what I never knew.

One more push and I’ve won,
Never will she be the same,
And to think all this anger in me,
She thought that she could tame.

He gives me one last shove,
And now I’ve started to fall,
Flailing around helplessly,
Just like a little rag doll.

Forever she will stay in that pit,
And eventually start to decay,
And she won’t be able to escape,
Even when I walk away.

Why is he still standing there staring?
Isn’t it enough he put me down here,
And then to make matters worse,
He is the one causing all of this fear.

I carefully pull out the gun,
That I had kept hidden under my shirt,
And I tell her in an even tone,
You know this is going to hurt.

I think he is going to kill me,
But why I do not know,
I used to think he loved me,
And our love could only grow.

I feel a smirk across my face,
As I put the barrel against her head,
And when I pull the trigger,
Right through her brain it will shred.

I’ve never felt so scared,
My life rests in his hands,
The dirty hands of a stranger,
With to many demands.

I carefully cock the gun,
Make sure she hears the noise,
And I wonder what she’s thinking about,
All of her very few joys?

I silently say my prayers,
And cry a single tear,
Just waiting for the bullet,
Right through my brain it will sear.

I pull the trigger on her heartbeat,
But make sure I miss the brain,
Because in going down that road,
I can cause her the most pain.

My head is suddenly on fire,
I don’t know what is wrong,
All I know is the searing pain,
Is staying way to long.

I leave her bleeding in the corner,
Dying ever so slow,
As I look for my next victim,
To add to this cell down below.

I close the door on her tomb,
To leave her in darkness and pain,
There her soul less body will sit,
Forever battered and slain.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Wow...
    I loved this!!
    I thought the last two stanzas had great impavt, they were very powerful.
    There's a spelling mistake or two that needs to be fixed and I did think at times the flow was a little off, but apart from that I think you did a wonderful job on this.

  • 18 years ago

    by SCARECROW

    Spiffy. ^.^ Totaly spiffy.

  • 19 years ago

    by TeArS R FaLLiNg

    Hey this was amazing and really interesting i loved it xxx

  • 19 years ago

    by midnight♥lullibys

    Waoh...this....was...the...SHIT! i loved it so much holy freak it was flippen awsome i loved loved loved it!! 5/5 please read my newest poem

  • 19 years ago

    by ~â‚£ading |nspiration~

    Wow, that's looooooooong, but i can't take my eyes of it, you sure can write, it's nice on how you write those thought of the murderer and the victim, i loves the parts of the murderer especially.

    Now will i be your next victim?
    Luv ya,
    your friend.