Break Her

(A/N: I wrote this yesterday but didn’t have the time to put it up. I really like this…

Black roses, delicate tracery, the forest of life

Vine green leaves, ivy twisting and turning

Wrapping around dry, scarred bark

Trumpets sounding in the distance

Blue veins against pale skin

A crimson drop trickling down an ivory white limb

Distorted reflection in the silver of the knife

Her bones, weak like wood

Break them one by one, listen to the snapping

Like twigs in a fire, relish the screaming

Something so beautiful in pain,

A sight of rare, opaque pleasure

Raven hair tinted with blue tumbling down her broken back

Fierce green eyes like seaglass

Slit her throat so she can’t scream

Every word, choke on blood and tears

Your cruel lips twist in amusement as she tries to fight back

A gasp of pain, a cry for help

You move slowly towards her

Lying near death on the bank of the river

Blood, crimson life pouring from her wounds

Pretty eyes clouded with fear

She’s past saving, now’s your chance

You lower yourself down

And begin to feed.

-11:11 P.M.