by firexdancer   Mar 10, 2008

The chill spreads throughout my body,
his fingers are crawling up my side,
tracing dark circles in my scarred skin,
like spiders as they move higher, leaving nowhere left to hide.

I think I must be melting into the pleasure of his hands,
a drug echoing throughout my tortured shell, a new game to play,
numbing the pain and slowing the tears,
giving me blissful heaven instead of hell, a thread starting to fray.

His touch starts to grow faster, more urgent,
trailing purple lines of fire through my mind,
I gasp, the flames flowing into my throat and lungs,
my skin burning, our bodies entwined.

Whispers come hazily through my ears,
poison slowly feeding acid flame,
the pain returning much too strongly,
my sanity twisting, never to be the same.

I try to fight his darkness,
as it overcomes my tongue,
slowing my ravaged thoughts and brain,
yet I wait eagerly for what I am to become.

A snarl, a roar, a scream of pain, escaping from my mouth,
my charred body changing from its ugly, human shape,
a animal hunger born from the relentless tears that were inside,
from this creature breaking out, I know there's no escape.

The wind laments, saddened by the choking smell of death,
but it only fuels the red, and I'm tearing at my own flesh,
his eyes are flashing wildly as they brim with alien light,
looking at his hands and mine, I'm surprised to see them mesh.

A dance begins, a ceremony,
in the flickering of the heat,
my blood spurting to the blackened ground,
and we both stop so we can eat.

I drink it in, this elixir of life,
it's essence soothing to my sores,
the cuts on my wrist burning but I just lick them in dismay,
this hunger to consume myself, filling my burning core.

His teeth are sharp, so beautiful, as they reach for my bare neck,
and my mouth looks longingly for his, plunging into fiery vein,
I drink, saturating myself with this new color, as he does the same to me,
like butterflies, or tigers, creatures never to be tamed.

I think, I must be melting, into the pleasure of his fangs,
a drug shattering my brain as I slowly fall away,
surrendering to bliss, forever, the gorgeous darkness of his eyes,
my hands entwined with his...the thread already starting to decay.


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 10 years ago

    by silhouette fairy

    Well...did not expect that outcome. good job, great flow. it's a fairly long poem and i usually don't like 'em lone but i enjoyed this one.

  • 10 years ago

    by Ixora

    This poem made me want to jump with excitment...yes i realize its a sad poem in a way but i think its more dark in a good way...idk i just really like it. I think you've just became one of my favorites.


  • 10 years ago

    by xTheEcstasyOfSuicidex

    I think I could like this, but right now, I don't.
    You've put it into a standard poem form, and the thing is, I think this could prosper to something amazing if it were an open prose.
    It's okay to write prose, once in a while.

    And I just think that you could express yourself a little better if you opened like that.. It seemed... I really can't say. It just didn't read well, in my opinion.
    I do like your thoughts, though.

    xTheEcstasyofSuicidex 4.5

  • 10 years ago

    by Sumit Ojha

    Little long but Excellent poem... Keep up this good work... :)

  • 10 years ago

    by Blissful

    Oh my this was just amazing! You truly took me into another place with you words and just blew me away. You choice of words was flawless in creating this dark and haunting mood. I was hooked from beginning to end.

    "I think I must be melting into the pleasure of his hands,"
    ^I just loved how this line made me feel ... it was beautiful.

    Well done *5/5*

More Poems By firexdancer