Asphyxiation of The Dead

by Ian Robert   Dec 18, 2004


I knew we were lost together,
Inside of a place,
Stare into its eyes,
My friend, My lover,
Cradle you within your nest of flesh,
My soul is far to intense,
Believe me if you must,
Hate if me if you lust,
Search for the maiden,
I'll make my residence in his house of destruction.

Asphyxiation.

Deprived of the breath you need to live,
Your eyes have turned white, over time,
You will learn to live a lie,
As I have, within this light,
I knew you wernt really alive,
Your body lost its warmth,
Long ago, but I stroke you,
And pretend you still react,
Although you wont, because your asleep for a very long time,
I\'ve rested my head on your body,
It drowns within the viscera,
Intestines and organs of decay,
Intentions of play, but blood is all that remains.

Ian Robert Potapoff

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  • 19 years ago

    by Ian Robert

    I know to some, this poem might be over discriptive, and discusting, and pointless. Instead, I look at it as if I was inside the mind of the killer, someone who loved to the point were they killed them, so they could savour them forever, Thank you :)