Dreadful sprinkles
of evil trials
I repeatedly receive
from you to me.

Naughty questions
drops me handtied
making a sentence
as I sit by your side.

Pull my hair
bury you fists
into my skin
shape me bit by bit.

But why hunt
why break me in half?
and lash all the way
and laugh at my grave.

Dang... Dark and dreary...

@_@

Wow, that is dark. The stroy is well developed but the lines flow well. But that could be intentional to make the story even more "wrong" than it is at first glance. On a personal note, who is this guy/girl, why don't you kick his/her ass, and why don't you just stop being around this person? If this is all made up, you have been watching too many bad movies. Or just heard too much goship.

darkness I sense. very good, but much darkness and anguish I feel.

this is about sex you horny toad ;p

morbid..really morbid
this poem is full of spite..good flow of feelings^^

pure evilness that im not willing to tell its nature ^^