Mind GamesYou toyed with my emotionsFor several months.Told me what you thoughtI might want to hear.Lied to me, above all else,And about everything, at that!You said you were hot,But you were cold.Told me a thoughtThat never crossed your mind.Brought up the futureOn several occasions.Simple things, really,But they meant the world to me.Kissed me one minute,Ignored me the next.Said you wanted to see me,Then made other plans.Asked if I would marry you,Then left me high and dry.My emotions are wildBecause of your lies.I'm sick of your little games,Quit messing with my mind.
Your MagickI remember the first dayI laid eyes on you.You were a work of art,In a town full of business.Your eyes were so blue,But it didn't bother me much.Your freckles made no sense,But I loved them all the same.I remember the first timewe spoke to one another.A divine conversation,That exposed our similarities.Your smile was irresistible,And your teeth were so cute.Your voice was like music,Sent straight through my soul.I remember the first momentYour lips touched mine.A kiss that ensnared,Left your magick inside.
Was MurderI found him,Asleep in a hotel room.He looked peaceful,Innocent.But he was not.I thought it quite rude,How I decided to intrude,But did I care?Would he?His consistent breathsSickened me.How he thought he could just…Live.How he slept.How he was unconscious,But alive,Enraged me.I taped his mouth,And straddled his body.His arms were prisoners,To my knees.He was awake now,Wide-eyed.And I felt…Pleasure.I felt pleasure in knowing,In seeing the fear in his eyes.He squirmed about,But accomplished nothing.I pinched his noseAnd watched.Watched,As I took away his life.Just before his last second,I whispered in his ear:What brings me the most joy,Is knowing you feel so..Weak.
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