I watch the drops of blood flow sweetly to the floor
A piecing scream oh! the ecstasy!
Cold and dark steel
Breaking on the bone
Oh sweet pleasure!
Joints and tendons snapping
Still the beg for deliverance
Will the have it
I think not
Wait for the final blow
Make it slow
Make it sweet
Crease it
Ease into it
Make it worth the wait
Cold and graceful
SLAM! SLAM! SLAM
End the worthless life
The guts of glory and worthless hart
BANG! BANG! BANG
Begin my life anew
Beautiful mind and pure heart
My work is done
For now...
A contest entry
- Murder Ballads... by george the 23rd.
600 points, ended September 25, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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There was no lead up to this one! I appreciate that you want to describe the act of the murder, but I would have liked to hear how we got to that point as well. Keep it up, and don't forget to be descriptive! -George
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