Scissors and Steak Knives

by Sierra Rae   Dec 29, 2005


Scissors and steak knives
cut through her mind,
shattering the layers
of crimson and tears.
The pulse throbs inside
and wants to escape.
The blood courses through.
The blade penetrates.

Scissors and steak knives
bring raging puddles.
She cries out as pleasure
glides over smooth skin
into a beautiful pattern
of holes and scars.
The action-orgasmic.
Metal......and blood.

The blade grinds bone
she cringes in delight.
loving the agony
of a severed knife.
Her knees go weak.
She falls to the floor.
Through with the life
of a bloodstained hore.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Tiffani

    I loved this poem!! you are an amazing poet, and this also reminds me of a girl in my French class.... except she hasnt died yet, (unfortunitaly) lol any way 5/5 on the write!!

    LoTa LoVeN,,

    TifFaNi

  • 18 years ago

    by Void

    Well usually I don't like poems of this type so much; but it is the new poem and you wanted comments, so here I am. And truthfully, the amount of discription sort of made me feel vulnerable to blades haha, I know that sounds weird. But it's like when someone loses their fingers in a movie, and you just can't help but feel their pain in your fingers... Yeah well anyway, to save me from anymore emberassment lol.. That just means that it was really well written. The ending though, calling her a 'hore' was rather a blow to me as I wasn't expecting it. I'm not sure what to think of it... Anywho, 5/5 once more - you're a talented writer no doubt!

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