Poem -

Awaken

Slowly open my eyes as my smile dies!
Before me lies my masterpiece,
A visceral carnage of delightful depraved depravity!
Around my neck hangs cooling entrails,
Oozing, dripping, appeasing my craving.
Softly, soothingly stroke the mess of dying warmth,
Staring knowingly at my blood stained hands!
Crimson beautiful crimson!
Flowing...dripping from my finger tips!
Ideally pick the flesh from my nails,
Smile reborn as I reminisce...
Content smile as I rub the offal off!
Glorify!
Remembrance of how I ripped you apart!
Beast within released from its hellish cage,
How I loved staring into your eyes as you died!
Listening to your ebbing screams!
How I held your head close...
Then smashed it into the floor!
Oh to watch you die again!
To feast on the thrill of watching...
Your twisted soul depart...never to return.
Tied down, screaming, thrashing as I gouged,
Through your flesh to your core!
Raise my hands heavenwards,
Feel the power of your death upon my hands!
So electric! So ecstatic! So fantastic! So...orgasmic!
Free! The captivated Beast!
No more caged...no more!
Soulless laugh at your mess upon the floor,
You can only poke a monster with a stick for so long!
Only for so long...

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