Nicole D'Settemi

Rookie - 16 Points (June 25th / Niagara Falls)

Dinner Guest (What Meal Does A Sexual Deviant Prefer?) - Poem by Nicole D'Settemi

He said:
'Let me touch, and everything will be okay.
And, if you let me touch you
All of your pain, it will fade away.'

He said:
'Here try this sh*t,
It will make you feel great.'

So, I tried the sh*t.
And, soon enough I thought,
That I could relate.

He said:
'There, there little girl,
Oh GOD, how it feels.
And, oh GOD, how you look,
In those five-inch high heels! '

He said:
'Relax, little girl.
Only for tonight-
Only for tonight, little girl,
You are the Menu's Delight! '

He said:
'That's right, little girl-
Oh-so-much fun!
Tonight little girl,
It is he and I who have won...

Your body
Your mind
Your soul
We shall rape
We'll take, and we'll take,
And, we'll take, and, we'll take! '

He said:
'Flying high, my child,
This is the WAY
And only with your life,
Only with your life shall you pay!
And, perhaps with your sanity, '
-He says with a grin
And, lost in my vanity
I embrace this fine sin.

I want to shout 'NO! '
I dream to scream 'STOP! '
As my mind and my soul
Start to wither and rot

We sit and we play-
We dig even deeper
I am the school girl
And, he becomes my teacher

Dressed for the part
I begin to rehearse
While inside I'm screaming-
I cry
And, I curse!

Yet, this I can handle,
This, I can manage.
It is what happens next,
That does the real damage.

The Monster; he enters
The Monster's unleashed
And, now I prepare
As the meal for this BEAST

I am told to stop speaking
I am told to lay down
I am told not to move
Or, to make one single sound!

I'm abused like a rag-doll
I am used like a toy
Yet, I refuse to give in to
The broken spirit
Of this Lost Little Boy!

I feel so molested
I feel so damn sick
I feel like I'm stuck inside
One of Hell's cruelest tricks

I scream for some mercy
I beg for some help
But, nobody can hear me,
Or they just won't help me out!

I am the one-
I'm the Main course
And, for me now they're ready,
As my voice it grows hoarse!

Continuing on-
They go with their work
As I start to quiver,
My body it jerks.

My mind has been altered
My bodie's been drained
As I'm taught
And, I'm scolded
Yes-
I'm taught
And, I'm trained.

I'm frightened
I'm sick
I'm stuck and I'm chained
My body is so tired...
My brain has been drained

This world that surrounds me
Starts to spin and to swirl
As I hear the laughter;
How they've tortured this girl!

This world I'm now stuck in?
This world all around me?
This world it is dark
Yes-the dark it surrounds me!

This world it is cold,
This world it is mad,
This world it is warped,
Yet, it's all I ever HAD...

So I'm giving in now-
To The Monster
The Man
The Evil
And, bad.

© copyright 2004 Nicole Settimi/Dark Lyric Poetry
Dark Lyric Poetry by The Dark Artist Nicole Settimi


Comments about Dinner Guest (What Meal Does A Sexual Deviant Prefer?) by Nicole D'Settemi

  • Scotty Dogg (12/11/2011 6:09:00 PM)


    A ham and cheese sandwich. A little mustard.Rye. Just trying to be helpful. Scott. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, September 8, 2012


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