*Magnify*
SPONSORED LINKS
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1560746-Ambiance
Rated: · Poetry · Other · #1560746
Anyone who likes a little plotted action will like this story...

I think back to all of the good times
And then finally realize
That they were all just figments
Of my fucked up mind segments
I never had real serenity
It was a false sense of reality
Because now the real has been skewed
Enough to make someone puke

My thoughts are racing
My mind is ever so pacing
Just waiting for someone to push
Me over the happiness bush
Over to the dark side
No longer wanting to hide
I will go over the edge
The next chance i get at the ledge

Then one day the situation occurs
My mind has finally decided to concur
Someone has made a liable threat
So they make up for self debt
But they don't realize what they've done
They definitely have not won
The egregious demons come to action
The fire is at an ultimate maximum

I take his pin shaped head
And ring out all the dread
That i have felt and had
That head was like a punching bag
Fist after furious fist to the face
Fire and fury is the only pace
Until he cannot defend
Death is now in the toxic blend

Everyone there stands in shock
A violent villain has decided to rock
This person to the core
With unmerciful gore
There is nothing to be done
What difference would be in the sum
But the new serial killer
Has to make sure his journey gets a filler

Now I shed upon a street corner
Where my next victim would be former
Former living being
May no longer will she be seeing
She prays up to a devious character
Which fronts as a minister
She asks for a dirty ride
On his so-called religious side

I witness the unholy alliance
It was seen to me as a defiance
For what was supposed to be
A sacred kindling
So the fury inside my rotting skull
Erupts from its short lull
And awakens once again
The evil, desecration and disdain

I creep up to the unsuspecting devil
And make my rage level
To her incredulous desecration
And ultimate inebriation
My arm wraps around her neck
Like a hand around an unopened deck
The oxygen slowly disintegrates
As her senses slowly deteriorate

Then i let go as she would drop
Onto the unforgiving slop
In that cold muddy street
And i start once again to march my feet
But not without a final glance
At the recent horrid dance
With another decaying soul
That has no longer filled my hole

The days and nights start to intensify
With speed being amplified
By the fact that i was always running
From anyone who was gunning
To commit the same cruel acts
I have done on my back
Boy what a complex contradiction
As mine was coming to an ambient fruition

The final parasitic waste
Was waiting at a local place
It was the city police station
Which may be my final destination
I saw my new prey
Which would be the final to lay
To the final burning rest
This was ultimately what was best

As he walks out of the building
I was freed from the wishing
He reached the narrow alley
As i made my conclusive death rally
I lasso him to the ground
And then i fiercely pound
Until he becomes nearly useless
But not ending was his death wish

I start to forcefully stab
With my knife on his badge
And every part of his injured body
This was becoming a mind robbery
And then after minutes of jabs
Finally enough evil i had
As i take the sharp axe into
The soul's atrophy filled womb

This would be my final victim
As the officers rush in
They instruct me to put my hands up
As i have drained my last cup
Of all that streaming blood
No longer was there a flood
They sit me in and take me away
As i will go to the court's fray

I sit in a glamorous tuxedo
As the jury reaches a crescendo
What irony as the suit
Was total opposite of my loot
In my mind and soul
As they start to take the toll
The verdict reaches the assembly
It broodingly reads death penalty

I march on to that shock chair
Where i will see my final glare
But then my body and brain
Starts to realize what has drained
The hate has been replaced
With real thought of saving face
Because i vanquished all my enemies
All who created my treachery

The man who bullied me
From class to city to sea
Making my glory years
Into violent loquacious spears
He took the absolute best
And put it to awful rest
He would no longer infest
He was laid to rest

The woman who took my baby
And my ever waiting virginity
Tried to reel in a life
For her own personal strife
And destroy its relationship
With one who gave him penmanship
But now she was gone
I can no longer fawn

And finally the man who wronged
By trying to get me pronged
For his own wrong doing
This is why he was sewing
The many seeds to my unravel
So he can continue to travel
But he now only travels in hell
Because i put him in that cell

So as i comfortably maneuvered
To that ultimate death prover
I was at peace with myself
Released from the perilous dwell
As the shocks pierce my cranium
I smile and laugh into the titanium
My final moments were soothing
Which was all i wanted as a being
© Copyright 2009 blackdawn77 (blackdawn77 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.
Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/view_item/item_id/1560746-Ambiance