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What am I?

When your eyes show fury.
When your nostrils flare.
When your fists are clenched,
and it comes at me,
fast and violently.

I silently pray,
and stand there.
Finally, your fist has touched
my flesh.
And the pain-
excruciating pain goes through my body.
It’s like a tidal wave.

That part of my flesh stings
ever so painfully.
With tears in my eyes, I look,
Terrified of what I may find.

Just to find another part of you
on me.
Anger.
Horrifying anger takes over me.

A sickening grin, now plastered
on my face.
As I think you through.

I silently laugh when your
not looking.
I crouched and wait.

Alas, I jump
and dig my nails into
your flesh.

Everything goes dark,
a daunting darkness and
I feel nothing, just movements
beneath.

There was a bloodcurdling scream,
I can finally see.

I saw,
smelled,
felt, and
tasted it.
I was covered in it.

Your limp body beneath me.
My hands,
arms,
face,
legs, just everything
covered deep in your blood.

Your blood,
your life, I have destroyed.

What did I do?
What have I done?
I couldn’t have.

My knees grew weak,
I fell to the ground
and silently sobbed.

“What am I?” I whispered
into the coolness
of the night
as tears,
painful tears,
came and went.





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Andreina said...
May 27, 2009 at 8:53 pm
it was deep. it reminded me of vampires?
 
lily2464 said...
May 27, 2009 at 8:29 pm
Deep... nice imagination
 
pisces said...
May 27, 2009 at 1:04 am
Interesting story......
 
anisamar said...
May 23, 2009 at 12:44 pm
Deep -
 
blackamethyst said...
May 11, 2009 at 2:13 am
oh, wow.
 
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