I just need to write something! I don't care if it's good or bad or excellent…I just need to blow off some steam before I kill somebody.
My Living Bride
She has finally decided
She has decided to be mine
I see how she cringes at the choice
But I don't care
I have a living bride now
One that will love me
No matter what I do
I give her the veil I made
She takes it within her tiny grasp
She eyes the boy on the floor
But I don't care
She has agreed to be my living bride
Nothing can ruin this for me
She's in the wedding dress
It fits her body perfectly
Tears fill her eyes
But I don't care
My living bride is standing before me
Not a bit of despair clouds my mind
I walk towards her
She is the most beautiful vision
She is visibly shaking from head to toe
But I don't care
I'll have my trembling, living bride
No dark thought consumes me
I see her staring at the boy
His body limp and lifeless
Her pretty brown eyes fill with anger
But I don't care
She'll be my jealous living bride
Not a single thing concerns me
I take her silky smooth hand
Her eyes hold disgust now
I can't blame her
But I don't care
My living bride can be as disgusted as she wants
Nobody can stop me
I bring her in for a gentle kiss
She pushes me back forcefully
I land on my back
But I don't care
She is a feisty one, my living bride
Nobody can harm me
I let my eyes question her actions
She throws the veil at me
She screams like a mad woman
But I don't care
Shout all you want, my living bride
Nobody can hear us
I think she may have gone insane
She is holding something in her delicate hand
She has a wicked grin on her face
But I don't care
My living bride cannot hurt me
Not one person can touch me
I jump up from my position on the floor
Grabbing her wrist
The object falls to the ground
But I don't care
You cannot escape me, my living bride
Nobody ever has
Dropping to my knees
I pick up the object
My eyes pleading with her why
But I don't care
My living bride wants to end this
No person can end it but me
Thrusting the object into her leg
She lets out a shriek of pain
I lick up her sweet blood
But I don't care
I will care for my living bride
No one else will
She cries as she falls down
Begging for me to stop
I tell her that I can't
But I don't care
I guess I'll give into my living bride's pleas
No one will feel pain but me
Before I could finish with her request
She took the object away from me
And plunged it into my chest
But I don't care
I have a living bride to care for me
Nobody will touch me but her
I laugh a sadistic laugh
Staring at my shiny object
I gazed upon my husband
And I do care
I am his living bride after all
I should finish the job
Watching the light fade from his eyes
I placed the object above my heart
I pray my sweet Raoul is waiting for me
And I do care
His living bride is about to leave
I should die with him
Thrusting the object into me
I fall on top of the hideous corpse
That was once my husband
And I do care
A living bride should always be with her husband
I should follow him now
A living wife
A dead wife
The two underground
Could see the difference
A living husband
A dead husband
The two underground
Could not see the difference
I admit that this isn't my best work, but I got to blow off some steam and I'm calmed down now. You guys don't have to write a review for this one if you don't want to; I'll understand.
Erik: They should review anyway!
Me: I'm not going to make them. This isn't the greatest.
Erik: Alright, fine! If you come complaining to me that you don't have enough reviews, I don't want to hear it!
Me: Whatever! Ignore Erik right now. Thanks for reading!
