My Tormenter

its a poem about a person with a sick mind, who while enjoys inflicting pain on others it hurts her as well. As she has fun torturing others, she is torturing herself as well.

I want to watch your mind disentegrate

see you slip away...

find the fear inside your eyes,

the torment on your face.

See your resentment

hear you pray

to your fake leader,

and end this game.

I hear your screams

you cry for death,

but I'll watch you bleed

til your very last breath.

Red crimson starts to seep,

soaking the black night...

try to stand and save yourself,

but you're to weak to fight.

Broken and beaten,

crying out goodbyes...

I slit your wrists

and bury you alive.

Author's Note

tell me what you honestly think please

Reviews

[Brittany]

It gave me chills! You say in the description that the narrator feels pain herself but I don't see that here. I just see psychopath. And honestly I think that's better. I don't think I would have liked it had the narrator been waivering between delight in causing pain and feeling remorse. I really liked your words and phrasing. I think it was captivating and easy to read and follow. It flowed well and was horrific. Very well done.

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

You already know I love it. I told you that when you first let me read it. AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!