Stew Anyone?

Where to begin?
Perhaps where I did.
Without any lids this time.
Some highlights of troubles and fights even now.
I felt your cunt in bed.
Later you woke and spoke.
Just had a bad dream.
You fucked loud and I loved to look at your pussy while you slept.
Feeding me daily.
Kissing me and wishing we were dead.
Still thinking of fucking you.
Psycho killer stalker pots.
Boil you stew.
As I sit and wait for your plate.
Trembling to taste.
Not wasting a bit.
Full now.
Back on the prowl.
Another meal to steal and peel apart

Written By bbq @ allpoetry

Woman Killer

I’m tougher than what you think I’ll give you twenty seconds to come,
 and say sorry to me
What you see before you is everything your hating.
Tell me ,what do you see?
Pick up your guns and stand up straight and march to me to finish this fight.
Come on baby lets see how strong you are,
always thought blood was a pretty sight.
I wont give you pity now,
I’m going to get what I always wanted somehow.
Get down on your knees and look at the last woman in your life now give me a bow.
Let’s have one last fuck before I bleed you dry.
I promise baby, I wont make it hurt too bad when you die.
Everyone keeps telling me love hurts well shall we see?
Let’s look our best before I have to kill you and watch you die.
I’ll get you that nice black shirt and those nice pants and tie.
I’ll wear those black stilettos and that cute little dress.
Try not to bleed too much darling, wouldn’t want to make a mess.
Remember how you made me scream the night I first wore this.
I always thought you loved me but you know what people say,
 ignorance is bliss.
I guess that’s why when I found out it made me so mad and fucking pissed.
Let’s forget about that wouldn’t want to make you late..

Written By Laura