Sparks of Insanity

Haphazard Explorations & Experiments In Fiction

Psycho Wants to See You Bleed

I’m just a psycho that wants to see you bleed,
All your good for is to fill my need.

I see your breasts rise and fall, and I want to watch the motion recede.
So laying on top of you, I put my arm to your neck and begin to press down,
Until you’re so close to passing out, you can’t struggle to be freed.

I still want to see you bleed;
What I’ve done doesn’t fill the need.

So I tear your shirt off and rake my fingernails across your stomach,
And I watch four ugly scratches bleed,
but it’s not enough for me yet…

Taking your pretty head into my hands, I lift you up and slam it against the wall,
Once, twice, three times, making sure your nose hits hard on the last one.
Not sure if you’re still alive, I get up and leave you… for awhile.

For now, you’ve fulfilled my need.
I got to see you bleed.

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This entry was posted on March 22, 2013 by in Monstrous Souls and tagged , , , , , , , , .

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“And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more. It is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
~William Shakespeare

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