Cruel-Intentions115

She put the sharp edge to her skin And started the addiction That turned to disease She felt the guilt But could not stop The urge overwhelmed her Made her lose her mind She turned to her knife For a solution to every problem Her need grew And she pressed harder Causing more crimson to stain her sheets Losing more sanity with every line Detaching herself from reality She cowered in the dark Until the day she pressed to hard And the red began to flow Covering the wooden floor It did not cease Not matter how tight the tourniquet Finally she gives in Let the darkness surround her Hoping this is not the end She lets the fa

Sink in your fangs Drink my precious life Make me immortal within Hold me as darkness comes Kiss me as we share blood My life on your lips, as yours is on mine Drinking in your sweet elixir Feeling me change Blood intermixed Life's sudden stop The heart in my chest ceases to beat Your blood in mine My life gone, but my immortal reigns Never move from my arms Immortal love, never ending Shelter me as the sun rises Hide me from her light Move me to your eternal night And never let me leave Let me drink in darkness Blood intermixed Life's sudden stop The heart in my chest ceases to beat Your blood in mine My life gone, bu

Hurt me Make me pay For all I did to you Torture me and make me scream Watch my face contort When you cut my body Bottle my tears And pour the salt on my wounds Drip some down my throat Raw from screaming Disfigure me To where I am no longer human Make me feel remorse For all I've done Make me pay Tell me I'm worthless Tell me no one cares That I'm going to die And no one will notice Drag the rest of my life out Make it painful Take fire to my skin Turn it black Smile as I scream and cry Laugh when my body convulses Strap me down to this table And make me pay Hurt me for all I've done I'm not allowed to live My li

Blackened tears Age old fears Broken dreams Pain filled screams Ancient cyanide Bloody suicide Feel my pain I'm not insane Bring the blade to my skin Though I know it's a sin I always crave more Letting my blood pour Tears escape my eyes When no one hears my cries Tracing the newest mark Brings me farther into the dark Turning to my knife For every strife Will I survive at all Next time my urge comes to call All my scars remain Each one showing more and more pain I can not stop I've been pushed over the top The helpless feeling returns Crying as my stomach churns How can this help at all When the feelings don't even

Dressed in black Her dark eyes stare blankly at nothing Blood stained feathers litter the ground On her back bloody stumps remain What once were elegant wings She was different And that scared them They called her dark, evil, and demonic Tore her wings apart Took pride in her pain filled screams Watched her blood drip The crimson stained her black gown Blackened tears cover her face They judged harshly Backed her into a corner All she needed was one soul to comfort her Just one person to reach out Before her body failed And her mind went blank She wanted to shove a knife through their throats And watch them bleed to death

"Please! Don't do this to me!" the young woman screamed. Blacken tears from her makeup streaked her face. A man stood before her, motionless. He tried not to look her in her bloodshot eyes. "Please?" again she sobbed at his feet. "Get up. You're pathetic!" The stone faced man finally said. "I can't stand you any longer. It's over." His words seemed to slow as he said the last two. They echoed around the room, hanging in mid air. The man turned to leave and walked out the door with the woman still muttering "No." over and over. It had been nearly a month since that horrid night. The young woman sat on her bed, a bottle of cheep liquor in her

Audrey sat there, waiting for him to come. Everything about him made her heart skip a beat. His long, jet black curly hair and his blue-grey-green eyes, they were beautiful. Almost like the ocean. He had beautiful pale skin with the sheen of the silver moon in it.  Always dressing in black made him seemed detached form the norm of this world.  Audrey's favorite was when he wore his tight black shirt and loose fitting black jeans. But his lovely midnight dark trench coat brought her heart to melt. In her mind, she called him the Prince of the Moon. It was only fitting. He only ventured out at night, in the same place, the small park near Audre

I entered the room where the sinner laid, tied to the table. He was ready for me, and I was ready to do what I do best. I was ready to fill this tiny room with screams of pure pain and horror. I wore my favorite outfit, today seemed to be just right for it. A short black skirt and a burgundy corset covered my body. Walking over the man I saw lust and horror fill his eyes.  Running my finger, gently, from his ankle to his cheek I whispered, "Hello, darling." "How are you today?" I asked, but the gag in his mouth muffled his answer. "Now, now, we can't have this drowning out your screams." I easily removed the gag from his mouth. "I'm going t

What if I told you I didn't care? What if I'm willing to disobey? All the words my father said And all the things he will say What if I want to be near you? What if it is worth a chance? To be in your arms no matter what And not care what they say What if I don't want you to get hurt? What if I hurt you? All the trouble you could get in And the things that could happen because of me What if it doesn't work? What if you get hurt? I could never live knowing you are in pain Knowing it was my fault What if you can't wait? What if you move on? It's a long time before I'm 16 Am I worth the wait? What if I cry? Knowing I want yo