The Fiend That's Me

Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 5:27 am

Another oldie...

Cold fire burns deep inside me,
Slowly, surely surging upwards
Consumed in flames fed by outrage
The evil in me has been unleashed

Raw emotions expose my intentions
Illuminating the darkness of my psyche for all to see
Casting shadows into the blackness of my eyes
While the rancid reek of You fills my senses

Arctic rage sears through my mind
Igniting in me fury akin to wildfire
As torrents of blood streak down my cheeks
Into the inky depths of my centre

Tread softly my â€œbudâ€,
Lest you wind up in a shallow grave
Just another bump in the road
Mere bones for hungry dogs to dig up and chew

Bow your head in humility
Kiss the feet which are about to kick you
While thoughts of your burning flesh
Keep me sane in a world gone mad

I despise thee, treacherous fool
Feel my wrath, as lighting strikes twice
And thrice, until you are relieved of your misery
Once and for all, till the end of time

Dark eyes of dawn appear on the horizon,
Revealing your hollow shell once filled with life
The evil in me retreats back into The Pit
As the atomic energy erupted within dissipates

Site Admin Joined: 26 Apr 2005 Posts: 369

Damn, sounds like one of Davids dates. HE he he he. Nicely done. Radarr

Posted: Sun Jun 03, 2007 1:55 pm

Heheheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Joined: 28 Apr 2005 Posts: 125 Location: Winder, GA

Sounds like one of my dates? Why me, I am sweet and go for the kinds of ladies that you would find at the grocery store buying milk and cookies for their grandmother. I think I have enjoyed this one before somewhere, sometime, pretty good though, pretty good. Let me see if I can type up a milk and cookie kind of girl for ya:

Milk and Cookies for Grandma
30 July 07

I found her at the grocery store
Buying milk and cookies
She was getting them for her grandma
To trade for a little nookie

I said I like the sweet old ladies
And milk and cookies to
Would you mind very much at all
If I came home with you?

She took me by the hand
Said you are ever so sweet
I do believe my grandma
Loves the younger meat

So along the path we went
Passing wolves and such
How I could not wait
To feel that older touch

Much to my suprise
As I walked into the door
This crazy older lady
Slammed me to the floor

Oh how very fisty
I was so damn excited
But before I could say a word
Her knife and me were united

She chopped and hacked away
Piece by piece I went into her stew
I thought I was gonna get some action
Damn, if I only knew...

David W. Atherton