From my dark room I see right
Into yours filled with light
Gossamer courtains frame the scene
Of you staring at your T.V. screen.
I have no need for T.V.
You're all I want to see
But there is that man by your side
Who doesn't deserve you, I wish he died
I watch you leaving for work
While in my room I lurk
Hours pass and patiently I wait
For you to return home about eight
I see him kissing your lips
And his cursed finger tips
Desecrating your skin so fine
You shouldn't be with him you should be mine!
I left my dark room and went outside
Wait in the shadows where I did hide
And I wait for you to walk by
The attack was quick, just a sigh
Was heard before you fell
Down, it all went so well
Now we're together, my dear
But why, why are you in fear?
Please forgive me gagging you
Something I had to do
Your screaming was so very loud
That's why to speak you are not allowed
What is wrong you look so sick
Is this another trick?
So you can try to get away
Just like you did on the other day
I'm sorry if this does hurt
But else I can't avert
That someone might take you from me
Your death is necessary, you see
From my dark room I can see
The place you used to be
The place where you are now as well
After you're freed from your carnal shell
There are little details you could have used and i think this poem could go even further and you could use it to turn it into a short story
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