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"Fuck Me Gently With A Chainsaw" by DeprivedOfReason

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PLEASE DIE
for as long as you're here
i'm wedged deep within the crevice
of my forgotten urgency
that wants to run away from me
you're brushing away the cobwebs of doubt
muttering your love
your words
as you drop them in my cup of change
then walk away, your good deed made
i remain alone, with you here

we'll never be

i need you now somehow -how can this be-
i calculated the geometric deficiencies
that equal you and me
self-deprication consumes me
you're to blame

i bet you l o v e that

the way you fondle the thoughts of glory and fame
the way you fondle the trigger, then blow me insane
the actions that leave my mouth strapped shut
all my judgements maimed

-"God" is A man-

If he were here today
i promise the fucker wouldn't last a day
nope, not a day
he'd be murdered, raped, completely slained
screaming his final pleas/lies in vain

i'd watch as you'd kiss the bloody feet
of your savior
Noone can save you now
so stop carving the wounds deep within your arms
looking at me, blood streaming down your armor
as though my salvation resided in you

command this and get to your knees
pray.. pray for the day without me
"you've ruined my life" you'll probably say

-you'll get over it darling-
then you'll have nothing to say
i said it, what else do i have to lose
nothing...
no n.o.t.h.i.n.g
but you

i'll lay down for you with ambivalent intentions
spread my legs, open wide
show you the way i pray
if you promise to have your way with me
fuck me gently with a chainsaw
your tongue a one-eyed snake
offering an apple
but my ignorant taste budds cant taste
the suffering of your lies any longer
so i collapse to my knees

you can't take it

-N e v e r- loving -You-
i tried, the best and only way i knew how to try
strapped to the mechanical seat of hypocrisy,
twisting and writhing from on top of you
your hands glued to my thighs
with closed eyes
i murmer a goodbye..
you whimper.. lost in your glittering high
concealed within your hazy eyes
my lips graze the static of your ears
burning my final whisper to the abyss of your dark kiss

"please die"



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On Tuesday April 5th, 2005, AniDayz (1267) writes:
...there are so many brilliant lines in this...all compiling to create an exceptionally fucking brilliant piece...i am in love with this;)....


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, ElegantKiss (399) writes:
"as you drop them in my cup of change then walk away, your good deed made" Wow, beautiful. This was absolutely fantastic. My word, you're wonderful.


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, Gideon Lost (187) writes:
Oh my this is a great work.


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, braindead_poet (581) writes:
there was a part in this, when you dedicated two stanzas to one's belief in god, that didn't fully fit into the overall scheme. however, the rest of this pulses from within with a life of its own.


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, DeprivedOfReason (41) writes:
thank you, for an honest critique always a pleasure from one Brain dead Poet to the next ;)


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, DeprivedOfReason (41) writes:
the person whom inspired this piece..mm.. represents everything i defy.. to a sense..he claims his "god" is watching over me..mm but i dont mean god probably in the way you're thinking ..


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, DeprivedOfReason (41) writes:
I used 'god' more as metaphor of this persons mental, emotional scapegoat. 'god', with its many connotations, makes it difficult for one to discern the true semantic's in which i'm utilizing.


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, DeprivedOfReason (41) writes:
which i realize can cause some controversy, but i by no means am diminishing ones faith..or insulting it..just that in the end -god- is j u s t a word..and not one person has the same one meaning for it.


On Sunday May 15th, 2005, braindead_poet (581) writes:
*nods* sounds good to me, lol. well said.


On Thursday April 28th, 2005, blue (1740) writes:
i think i love you. *collapse*


On Sunday April 3rd, 2005, braindead_poet (581) writes:
in love we compromise; and in love we compromise until we've compromised all that we know ourselves to be to meet the demands of the one we love, thinking that it is what we must do. a lose-lose situation, when we step into that ring.



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