Deep Demise

All of us have had thoughts like this. Some of us just put a little bit more thought into them. o_0

She weeps blood. Her eyes staring daggers, piercing my cornea inch by inch as they squeeze steadily wider. Baring her fangs, she attempts a howl through my hands firmly clenched around her throat. Her claws rake my arms in bitter frustration. Blood pooling in her collarbone as it steadily streams from my wrists. She kicks and squirms, her whole body twisting and contorting in an ever-increasing panic. Those eyes continue to stare unflinching into mine with cold uncertainty. Unblinking, as if that flutter of eyelids may be the last time she closes her eyes. 'No,' I think. 'This one will die with her eyes open.'

Die and let that misty-cloud gather under the film like hot moisture on a window. With her soul bared to me with an unsympathetic redemption, my zeal grows and my thumbs tighten for that last great refrain. Like the ending beat of a grand symphony, her larynx shatters, snapping inwards like a ping-pong ball, concaving her beautiful symmetrically bruised neck. One last jolt of life shoots through her body and she melts, steaming into the cold night; eyes staring straight and ready to see the light; ready for mourning's dew to shiver across with frost. However, she won't see the sunrise today. Not because she's dead, but because I set a gas can on her chest, kiss her lips, and light a match goodbye.

My knees shivered through the night through the cold dawning of what I had accomplished. In spite of her bones she was dead and gone now, never to phage my existence all over again. And yet, even as a carcass, she kept my back warm through the cold, dark night. She never seemed sweeter….

Author's Note

I'm not crazy... really! o.0

Reviews

[The Elder Pine]

Wow this can be classified as dark and sadistic in the worst way possible. I would not say we have all thought about something like this, I know I never have. On the other hand I must give you a great deal of credit for the way this is written. It really is a great piece of writing with good images even though the overall thought may be horrific and frankly disgusting.

"She weeps blood. Her eyes staring daggers, piercing my cornea inch by inch as they squeeze steadily wider. Baring her fangs, she attempts a howl through my hands firmly clenched around her throat. Her claws rake my arms in bitter frustration. Blood pooling in her collarbone as it steadily streams from my wrists. She kicks and squirms, her whole body twisting and contorting in an ever-increasing panic. Those eyes continue to stare unflinching into mine with cold uncertainty. Unblinking, as if that flutter of eyelids may be the last time she closes her eyes. 'No,' I think. 'This one will die with her eyes open.'

Die and let that misty-cloud gather under the film like hot moisture on a window. With her soul bared to me with an unsympathetic redemption, my zeal grows and my thumbs tighten for that last great refrain. Like the ending beat of a grand symphony, her larynx shatters, snapping inwards like a ping-pong ball, concaving her beautiful symmetrically bruised neck. One last jolt of life shoots through her body and she melts, steaming into the cold night; eyes staring straight and ready to see the light; ready for mourning's dew to shiver across with frost. However, she won't see the sunrise today. Not because she's dead, but because I set a gas can on her chest, kiss her lips, and light a match goodbye.

My knees shivered through the night through the cold dawning of what I had accomplished. In spite of her bones she was dead and gone now, never to phage my existence all over again. And yet, even as a carcass, she kept my back warm through the cold, dark night. She never seemed sweeter�."

[Monday Parker]

Ugg, that was pretty f-ing haunting... Murder in the eyes of the beast. yikes. well done but creepy...Good write.

[Chelsea Schermerhorn]

wow.....Very nice description. You have made the first cut of finalists in my Imagery contest.

Wow! Incredibly freaky! But a very attention getting and descriptive piece. I was definately at the edge of my seat for this one. I'd love to see more of your work!

[Tania Leigh]

One word................................ "wow"

This is so creepy, I am suspect of your Author's Note......lol, just kidding.

Great write --- thank you for entering it in the contest!

[CHOCOLATEE NIPPS]

OMGGGGGG!
WOWWW!
THIS SOME DEEP INK HERE, BONE CHILLING.
NICE WORK.
DO YOU MIND IF WE DISCUSS THIS IN MY GROUP? PLEASE LET ME KNOW.

[Jason]

Oh my, I have found someone as near sick and disturbed as myself! Very discriptive, Very nice.

[Shelly Wiseberg]

This is frikkin great! Gets my attention! Shelly

[James K. Blaylock]

Wow, I truly loved this piece. It's so perfect for the contest!

[Cold Coffee Magazine]

Truely defile but literaturely superbly written. The blood running down the wrists from the scratches to pool at her collar bone. What a description! And when the widpipe snaps inward concaving her beautiful neck. Dude this gave me shivers.

Dave