Friday, January 14, 2005

Here's one of my stories that I work on every now and then. Please comment, I worked hard on them
Death Whispers

A monster.
All I am is a monster.
How can anyone love me?
When all I can do is hurt people?

Tears trickled down my cheek. I look upon what I have done. A voice. It told me to do it. Why? Why did I listen to it? These tears slowly running down my pale face were once clear as a summer day. Though now they are tainted red with the bloody burden on my soul. I have killed many people before. So why is this any different. Is this feeling regret?

I now carry your lifeless body, as cold as ice. I lay your limp and fragile self down. Your body, once beautiful and flawless, is now torn and mangled. Your fresh blood coated my hands and my mouth as I passionately kissed your lips. Lips still drenched in blood. I know it’s wrong. So why am I doing it? It feels so nice as I strip your lovely body of its mangled clothes.

Never breaking our lips away. I run my fingers through your raven black hair. So smooth. Your fragrance still heavy. Mixed with your blood. It maddens my inner demon. A flash of pleasure is sent through my spine. A beautiful feeling I have never felt before.

Though you are unable to move we are always in synch. A blur of sweat, blood, and semen is all that we are. You taste so sweet inside my mouth. As I lap up your mess I wish that time would stop. That it would stop so I could be like this forever.

I rub my body on yours as I also start to undress. As I rub, you slowly start to warm causing false hope. Tears still streaming down my face. Still crimson as well. I start to lick your once masculine chest and then slowly work myself down. Savoring every inch of you. Never wanting to stop.

Soon I come to your unexplainably hard member. I slowly and passionately massage it with my tongue. I then move up and our lips meet while I grind your warm and beautiful length against mine. Pleasure never once seizing as I have my way with you. I then start to suck and bite your neck as I slowly start to sheathe myself in you. In and out, in and out, like a pattern, I enter and exit you loving every part.

I enter you once more then complete leave your body. I embrace you as if I were holding on to life itself. I whisper to you sweetly and softly.

“I love you… I love you so much…”

Though it’s not as if you can ever hear me. I curse myself on the inside for stealing something from you that shouldn’t be gone. Although, if I hadn’t, tonight may have never happened. While still embracing you, I rub my face in your silky locks. Inhaling your fading aroma.

Your body, though still limp, is starting to stiffen as death takes its toll on your fragile self. I continue to hug you and wrap my legs around you as I lay us both down. Night comes and the stars dance across the sky though I am still focused on you. My eyes never leaving you once since I had killed you, and in return, wanted to kill myself. I close my eyes as I lay my head on your chest.

Not too long after, I hear footsteps and I quickly open my eyes. I feel a sharp pain in the back of my head and feel a warm red liquid slowly pour from my wound
(currently unfinished)

A Bloody Valentine

A wind blew through a street,
But there was no one for it to greet.

A crowd of people slowly grew,
Around a boy no one knew.

A twisted smile graced his lips,
A pleasurable strain formed at his hips.

A body lay in the middle of a sand whirl,
A shame for it was just a girl.

She said three words to the boy she barely knew,
Those little words were “I love you”.

The people didn’t know how or even why,
For the stranger slowly started to cry.

His psychotic smile long since withdrew,
As he muttered the response “I love you too”.

She died quickly without a whine,
She is now his bloody valentine.
(finished)
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