dark wonderings

I sit as I am neglected by life itself. I watch the lake ripple as a suicide anthem flows across its glossy surface and wonder... if my scars will heal again or if there will be proof of my raging war with the beasts themselves. Flesh and blood fly as hunger rises again. The thought of not surviving this meal flashes across my mind, but I no longer feel fear for I know only one god-myself- and I alone laugh death in the face as it runs from the dark room of horrors. I wish to escape from reality and die repeatedly as I’m welcomed with open arms to the fired depths of an unknown hell. Dominate over weeping children, tasting their sodium tears of fear, soaking in their mortal fluids. I am again used, but he does not fight back when a knife's held to his tender skin "Come on baby, come down stairs. I can take you some place nice." I feed the spiders of deception as I release him from my hold. I again face reality as I am thrown against the wall, then left alone in my steel room of horrors and wait for my assassin to come.