~}~} Blood ThirstY Demon Lies Within {~{~

A darkened dysfigurement smuthers the world you slither around in. You continue to follow the GRIMM shade of its path towards your ever lasting goal of deceit, murder, mercifuless sufferings, and a monsterous stabbing, ....as soon as My back is in full view. There's NO time to spare for mercy, as you lurk within my mind, since you fully enjoy living the part of this sniper while dealing with dysmantling Lives of "Plenty". Such a Blood-ThirstY grin have you, whom takes pleasure in violently piercing My Earth's atmosphere with your poisonous venom of handing out PURE grief, ....like the dangers of the Scorpion that will compulsively strike at random purposely paralyzing My Birth-Right to Thrive throughout LIFE's Journey. Once My body is unable to move, to the complete extent of "Nill", I will definitely become your cold block of ice as you make use of your cruel intent to stabb thru the existance of my Bodice. Oh Yes, I do so feel the ColdNess of your long, pointy, metal tip jabbing deeply into my Whole-HeartedNess of Innocence. While in your fluid, grimm presense you stand alone to feel the self-satisfying gratification of Pure Delight as you Longingly Gaze at the warm Blood, dribbling down in that lengthly, streaming, dark-red river of dead silence from inside of me. In spite of all I'm Worth, throughout this Human-Felt atmosphere, you take much more pride in poking your salt covered FingerTips into the fear-gripped depths of My every aching wound, ....seizing what conscious awareness I had left within me. Since you had stolen My weapons, that I would use to Protect my very Mortal Honor, you will, No-Doubtedly, leave a trail of slimey disgust as you slither thru the darkened back-grounds of My daily DayDreaming to follow onward of your Life-Decaying Path to a NeverEnding desire of massacreing all I wish to become. You are that simplistic "Metaphor" within your own wishes to completely suffocate, and destroy my Livelihood. No, I knew you wouldn't give Me My Just Rewards of Death. Instead, you resusitate my Spirited Being so you can, once again and forever more, cause havoc throughout all Nerve Endings just beneath the pores of my Livid Skin, ....constantly in that Non-Stop Motivation. Into My shell I will roam and OUT with my Desperation I "Will" stand TALL and Thrust-Out, forcingly, in thru you with that PreciousNess of existance forever remaining Alive in My Bodice. I now have Strength and the motion's ability to Set My Own Spirit FREE of your murderous deeds that roam diligently all about the air I Breathe. I "NOW" have new hidden weapons of ReDeFined Courage of My very OWN that was Taylored, and Installed with a ReJuvinating ReSourceFull Way. And Through that Sufficient WANT to Survive I can ForceFully "USE" that PowerFull SpiritedNess of LOVE to Dirrectly Stomp You down UnderNeath the Earth's crust where scumm like you Die-Out ForEver More. You, then, "WILL" Leave My Sight with My Strength of Vengence.... ---->> that has PURELY been My Right to Fight, ...To Survive, ...To Live! Thoroughly Felt Within: Mary-EllenMatthews/CopyRight2002 "Madness Carves Its Own Reality" Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 03:58 AM PST    0 • 1