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Inside His Mind

Age 3:

not anything
tickles my giggle
like hearing my sister's
blood curdling screams
as I rip the heads off her dolls

Age 7:

nothing compares
to mommy's
gut wrenching howls
as she discovers the cat's head
placed gently on her pillow case

Age 10

it was just a dog
he was getting old anyway
I love how content
it made me feel
to watch his agony
as he convulsed
while I sliced off
each of his limbs
inch by inch

Age 15:

the six year old boy
really likes me
he looks up to me
I will reward him
make him feel unbridled joy
like my daddy did for me

bringing him to my room
making him remove his clothes
he gets nervous
but does what he is told
I stare at his beauty
I bend him over
then make him scream
I love that sound
I am quick

this is fun
and I need more
I will start with his toes
and work my way up
there will be nothing left
when I am through
splattering my walls with him

Age 21:

she is a homely blond
looks like my mother
not very popular
I will make her feel better

we go to my place
I show her my toys
hidden in the basement
she starts to run
but doesn't get far

the screaming begins
as I strap her down
and bathe in her blood
this electrifies me to no end
her heart has stopped now
that doesn't deter me
the echo of her sound is all I need
I cube her delicate body
she will make a succulent stew

Age 35:

many young girls and boys
have been gratified by me
I don't feel pain for their death's
I wish I could stop but I have to continue
the piercing desire is too strong
the repulsive delight too big
I can't wait to seek out my next victim

Age 47:

the detectives now know my crime
I will confess when they come
I am proud of how well I have done
all these years
all these victims
only one got away

she led them to me
very smart girl
this was fate
the world will now know

Age 48:

I will plead insanity
I will give them an atrocious sob story
how my daddy raped me repeatedly
then left me with an overbearing mother
they will never give me the chair

Age 50:

solitary confinement
maximum security
three meals a day
and air conditioning
free medical
a cute nurse
what a way to retire

they
maybe able
to take me away
from the victims
but they
will never
be able
to take my victims
away from my memory

© Rachel Orrick 2012




a very tough write for a competition
Written by raorrick (Rachel O.)
Published | Edited 28th Jun 2012
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