Often times I wonder
How it ever got this way
Continually I ponder
About this eternal penance that I must pay
I think about the way things were
Before I became the way I am
Sometimes I am not even sure
Of why I even give a damn
All of the beautiful women I had
Their bodies all nice and slim
At knife point in my alley is where I was bad
Because I would have my way with them
Their bodies I would rape
And then their throats I would slash
Not one ever escaped
Once they died, they were thrown into the trash
Then there was the night of the dark one
Who was knelt down because her purse had spilled
I thought I was going to have some fun
My anticipation filled
Black was the color of her hair and clothes
Lipstick and nail polish too
My want for her quickly rose
I knelt down and asked, “Miss, can I help you?”
“Yes, thank-you,” she calmly said.
My excitement began to rise
And then, she raised her head,
I will never forget those teeth and eyes
In an instant, I was thrown from the street
Ironically in my alley is where I landed
Instantly she exposed my neck and began to eat
Grasping at thin air, my hands expanded
She fed for what seemed to be an eternity
Her fangs were planted very deep
Wiping her mouth, she finally let go of me
She smiled, “Thanks for the snack, the curse you can keep.”
And then into the darkness of night
She slowly disappeared
I laid there paralyzed with fright
Her return is what I feared
I looked at my surrounding
I knew this place all too well
It was all very astounding
That this was now my personal Hell
All of the women who had died
From the evil inside of me
All of the times that they had cried
Their faces I can still see
This is where it occurred
This is where I “played”
To their deaths they were lured
Right here where I laid
But while they had death
With that I did not rate
For I have an everlasting breath
To always remind me of my fate
I feel that my “rape” was worse
Even though it was not the sexual kind
Because with it came an eternal curse
And a remedy for it I will never find