Trevor McLeod

Rookie (12/26/1982 / New Mexico)

Loving The Feeling Of The Inasinty That Creeps Inside - Poem by Trevor McLeod

What is this feeling
It is strangly satisfying
it tingles up my back like goosebumps
but it feels so good I can't get enough
The back of my head tingles unlike anything I have ever experienced
is because of what I am doing

it feels good to watch
feels right
the voice is silent
only a gurgle now
the screaming was giving me a headache
but now silence
well maybe not silence that annoying dripping is bugging me

though it was fun
I can't do to much
My stamina isn't up good enough
maybe with practice
it will get better
yeah with practice I can get better

I step out into the night
the liquid on my shirt chills me as the breeze gently wraps around me
I see the truck it is nice color
the engine roars to life
I feel the tingle again
I love that feeling

I turn onto the highway
best to put some distance between me and them for now
my fun has just begun I can't be caught now
I crank the stereo laughing as I speed

Headlights catch my attention
someone is catching up
I slow down a bit
they pass me on my right
the car is fast
but I can't let this opportunity pass me
I push the accelerator to the floor
I feel the engine rumble in response

The needle climbs steadily higher
Adrenalin pumping I can barely stand the excitement
I throw my head back and laugh
I love this feeling
I slowly catch up with the car

The girl driving ignores me
I swerve close to her
She sees me and flips me off
wrong thing to do

I floor the gas again and swing hard to the right
the SUV hits her hard
she manages to recover
I am impressed as she pulls ahead of me
I love this feeling

I follow slowly closing the distance
I nudge her car from behind
I see her scream
I love this feeling

I move the side of the car
and tap the back end
like I have seen all the cops do
it works just as well
I love this feeling

Her car spins out of control
Flying into the ditch the car flips
I turn around
stopping my truck next the car
I get out
and peer inside

a set of frightened eyes stare back at me
She is stuck
I try and open the door
it won't budge
and that won't due

gripping the door frame I brace myself and pull
I win like always
I see fear as I pull the door away
I love this feeling

I pull my knife out
the fear doubles as she sees the red blade
I grin as I cut away the seatbelt
she fall onto the roof of the car
I drag her out
she is crying as I sheath the once clean knife
I love this feeling

I let go of her arm
she tries to stand
only to fall in a cry of pain
I didn't know ankles could bend that way
or maybe they can't without assistance
it doesn't matter to me
I am enjoying this feeling

She struggles as I pick her up
It doesn't bother me
till she punches me in the nose
it has already been broken
I quicken my pace
opening the back of my truck
I throw her inside
she screams as her ankle is twisted once more
The feeling returns

Laughing I shut the door
I hear her pleading
I hear her begging
it only increases the wonderful feeling curling up my back
Once more behind the wheel I floor the accelerator
The wheels spin till they get traction

She is quit pleading with me
I only hear her crying
I pull off when I see a motel
I see the fear in her eyes as I look back at her
I love this feeling

She won't go far so I don't have to worry
I rent a room for the night
Once around back
I pull open the back of my truck
She is huddled as far from me as she can
I reach in but she struggles
I grab her bad ankle and squeeze
She screams
dragging her to me I feel her body pressed to mine
it is different then from before
She is submissive now
anything to stop the pain
I ignore that and pick her up

The room is sparse and dark
I like that
I place her on the bed and I go the bathroom
To bad there is no phone here
I made sure of that
as I place the cord by the sink

My shirt is sticky
as I pull it over my head
my once blond hair is now stained red
heh I like it
though I don't think I would like all the flies buzzing about
maybe with dye I can get the same red
I hear her move on the bed
I walk back in and she stops moving
Her eyes are filled with fear as she stares at me
I grin and walk back in the bathroom

My cloths now are drying on the shower stall
I sit with a towel wrapped around my waist
the chairs are quiet comfortable
I doze off as the girl sleeps duct tapped to the head board of the bed

I wake as the sun is rising
The girl is already awake
she is watching me as I walk by her
once in the bathroom I get dressed
I walk back out
She is continuing to stare at me

I am once more on the road
I loved the feeling
as I watched her
She cried
She screamed
It was quiet a scene
When the ambulance came to get her the doctors and bungled her ankle against the rail
I felt that tingle again
I am a demon
and a monster
but even I won't do that to a girl
I just love the feeling

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, December 30, 2007

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