NOTE TO MY VICTIM
Poetry excerpt from Demonic Lulladies.
© Sitarra “LullaDIEs” Sefton
My destiny is to reap the mortal souls of this hopeless world.
Straight into the devil’s hands they are hurled.
What he does with them is none of your business,
Just know your essence will stoke Hell’s furnace.
This is the future I’ve come to promise you.
I regret to inform, there will be no rescue.
Your destiny is regrettable,
Your fate is inevitable.
I promise that every word I speak is true,
Death comes to all and my burden is to deliver you,
Into the gruesome hands of satanic angels.
This is my purpose, my basic fundamentals.
The reason I was created in perfect sin,
By a demonic God with a Cheshire grin.
Your sanity is tested when you become my victim.
You will fade slowly, watching the light around dim.
I will not lie, it will be terrifying,
You might even find it paralyzing,
But I must ask you not to panic,
I am the iceberg, you are Titanic.
Your cries of agony will be my morbid dream,
I thirst for the anguish reflected in your screams.
It’s mesmerizing to watch your blood gush,
Your facial contortions of pain, a surreal rush.
I’ll abuse you with a look of boredom plastered to my face,
But the excitement growing within is not easily erased.
I feed on your languish, sorrow, shame, and despair.
God can’t hear you, but go ahead and say a last prayer.
I’ll wait patiently for you to finish,
And then your life I will extinguish.
I’ll take my time, making sure you feel each excruciating detail,
As you finally pass I’ll dance around your entrails.
Find comfort that you are not my first, and will not be my last.
Your death must come slow, but I wish it could be fast.
Remember that I bring tragedy and darkness everywhere I go,
Misury, suffering, and torment are mine to bestow.
My need to see your pain burns in me like fire,
You were simply caught in this hellish crossfire.
I didn’t choose to be the monster I became,
Then again, I didn’t want to be part of the mundane.
I wanted to make a difference, even change the world,
I didn’t know a deal with the Devil did occur.
There’s something supernatural lurking inside,
To societies guidelines it refuses to abide.
I can hear this horribly splendid voice in my head,
He takes over my body, and turns me into a threat.
But that’s just an excuse, we can both agree,
This dangerously dark force is entirely me.
The Devil stole my love, compassion, and cheer,
He took away my empathy, hopes, and fears.
All of me once human and humane was destroyed,
Rage, chaos, and blood lust fill my dark void.
This Devil I speak of is the world I once embraced,
But now, in humanity, I’ve lost all my faith.
You represent everything I despise and hate,
You need to accept that there’s no hope of escape.
I am truly sorry for what I am compelled to do.
I wish you could understand me, see my view.
I wish you knew what it’s like to have no emotion or feelings,
I am more evil than the most wicked of beings.
Demons will take notes on what I do to you, Victim,
I’m sending you to Hell, your final destination.
Don’t bother begging, I’m ignoring your plea.
Please understand and forgive me.