The Wither-manThey warned me aboutThe Wither-man53 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
He carries himself
like a broken skein,
shambling he leans,
softly padding forward.
They told me
how three men were found,
shriveled husks beneath the leaves,
They told me how
they found the pellets
by the pebbled lake,
clothes and bones
and nothing else.
And how I shake to see him retch,
his breath-fog catching moonlight
and he raggedly turns to sniff,
his deadened sockets find my shadow.
His maw unhinges
and his throat rattles soft.
They'll know me by my boots
and crack-ed teeth.
I only hope
they never know him.
.Times..19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Spilt in wasted floods...
Harshest of them all.
Tearing the one apart....
Soaked up with blood....
Worst of them.
Reaping the one's heart....
Take A Walk With Me...Take a walk with me...Take A Walk With Me...1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
a walk through Hell.
Here you will know
what I go through
each day that I rise.
Take my hand today,
and you will see what I do.
You will see madness prime
combined with utter glory--
pleasure fused with pain.
You can see that the path
is straight, hard--and endless.
Nothing to lose here, child...
for it's already been lost.
There is no salavation here.
Can't hack this walk, eh?
Be grateful I just took you
this one time through Hell.
I have to tread this path
for the rest of my days.
As you cross back through
the Iron Gates of Hell,
know that you too can be here.
All that it takes is one slip...
and you'll be on the same path.
Never Again!In their fear lies their hate...Never Again!20 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
and in their hate lays our demise.
For folks like me are nothing--
"useless eaters" that amount to zip.
They took our ability to procreate
in the name of Eugenic Science.
They locked us away in institutions,
sometimes for rest of our lives.
I say to you this:
In Germany, we became blood offerings
upon the altar of the cult of "the master race."
At places like Grafeneck, we were killed
to futher the aims of the Nazi War Machine.
From T-4 in Berlin came the orders for death,
which only ended when the Nazis fell.
Camphor injections and gas cremations
were the fate of folks like myself in that time.
I say to you this:
In the wake of Sandy Hook, some folks desired
to have a registry of myself and my kind.
In the name of "public safety" and "order,"
we were to be used as scapegoats yet again.
Perhaps we know not who are the true madmen...
at least I acknowledge just who I am, why not they?
As long as there are those who desire to sen
His VictimHis Victim20 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
(a poem about Jeff The Killer)
The rain in my eyes
He's standing so close.
I finally realize
The path that he chose.
Fear on my face,
And his light-hearted grin
I reached for my mace
As he lifted my chin.
His blood dripping hands,
And his grey clinging jeans
I now understand
What "fear" really means
A new oozing wound
Has bloomed on my chest.
He lowers my head
As I lay down to rest,
And that gut-wrenching smile
So unnaturally wide
Was the last thing I saw
The day that I died.
Poem of the Mojave WastelandAs New Vegas' neon lightsPoem of the Mojave Wasteland16 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
dimly do glow
Mijave's awaiting for
a terrific show.
As the coyotes
howl to the night
the Bear and the Bull
are ready to fight.
There is now hard ground
but there will be mud,
as the clay underneath
will be soaking with blood.
One side will win
with their trouble now gone,
the other one wouldn't live
to see the pink dawn.
There will be no laughter,
no smile on the faces,
no heartly praises.
Just thousands of bodies
laying in layers
and us whispering
our broken-voiced prayers.
There's dark night no more
on sky there's bright sun.
And we all thank the gods,
that this war is done.
Is It Really?The knife goes in...Is It Really?1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
I want to stab the bastards at school. To watch the metal puncture their skin would fill me with pleasure.
Is that so bad?
The knife goes out...
To see the wound I had created. To watch their blood stain their clothes and the floor crimson. That would make feel excited.
Is it really that bad?
I'll stab until your screams come out...
To hear their screams of agony. To watch them writhe in pain. Would overflow me with power.
Why is that considered bad?
I'll pour your organs on the floor...
Slowly I'll take their organs out. One by one. Ending with their heart. I feel its final beats until it falls still.
I don't understand. What makes that bad?
Then you won't scream here any more
Their screams will still be ringing in the air after they fall silent. I'll slowly rise to my feet and observe the body from afar. I'll then carve an "X" on their left cheek so others will see what I have done. Then I'll l
Open For Commissions!So I've decided to go ahead and open for commissions. Here is all you need to know before sending me a note.Open For Commissions!5 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
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King Out HereLet the fog liftKing Out Here19 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Rise above the sky
Withered mane's of horses
Clutch together in the dirty swamps
The hooks in the meat room
The sign of a beating in a cold sweat
Lost in the sawdust
Barren streets with rats and addicts
Vegetation grows on the side of your face
Climbing your throat, choking your lips
A golden boomerang hangs in the atmosphere
Far beyond the clouds, far above land
Sinned have we, watching the sky turn red
Stratosphere turns black
The echo chamber is open to the ones who are willing to listen
The sand cloaked in black
A treeline in a dark blue, shadows beyond pitch
A huge orange planet in the sky
Engulfs most of the night
Stars sprinkled every inch
Eyes smoke green
I watch you with intent
Intruder impedes on my home
The suffering shall be great
Because I longed for happiness before you knew who you were
I deserve my heaven
I am king out here
No one to bother, no one to breach
I am god out here
I want to breath smoke and sit above all
I watch the willows wade in the pond
The depression.Depression is when you feel isolated from everything youThe depression.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
enjoy in life , nonetheless, all you can emotionly feel is
sadness. The only thing that you can
think of is the negative and the darkside of life.
You think of a way to kill yourself in anyway possible. But
you know can't do it because you know damn well that it would
ruin the lives of others surrounding you. You shed tears of depression
and miesry. You cry out loud . But no-one hears or cares for you.
Even after you stop the melancholiness. You fee
31 Days of Spooks: Day 2431 Days of Spooks: Day 2421 hours ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Beware ye who walk the paths at night
Beware ye the green fog that claims these lands
Beware ye rotten bones and rusted armors
Beware ye the army of the dead
For if you fall in step with them ye be lost to them forever
TwilightAsleep at the wheel, nothing looks quite realTwilight18 hours ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
beyond the road, and it starts to feel
as if you're driving right off the map
Drifting across lines to wake up with a snap
A foreboding shroud, the fog wrapped around
the hum of the engine the only sound
And around each bend, anything might lurk
in the nothingness beyond this murk
My eyes so weary, in & out dreams so eerie
driving the night thru fog so dreary
I must've made wrong turn out there
lost in the middle of nowhere
For thru the foggy late night air
was a small town so dusty & bare
Faded sign for this place with no name
not on the map, but here all the same
Should I go back the way I came?
I pondered on that midnight highway
as if I'd turned off on some forgotten byway
The road swallowed by the mists behind
a strange unease in the back of my mind
as I wondered what I would find...
Riding down the highway on such a dreary, foggy night
past the beams things aren't what they seem
Like there was nothing beyond my headlights
Day and NightDay and Night10 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
I'm a bit of a wussy during the day,
Sunlight Carmen doesn't like to play.
But then there's me just waiting to attack,
Your skin is Moonlight Carmen's favorite snack!
Her hair isn't dirty or matted like mine,
Poor little Carmen of the day time.
The blood no longer stains her clothes,
I simply can't wait for her to doze.
The rips no longer in her clothes or skin,
Her eyes the bright blue mine had once been.
I still can't believe that people rejoice
When she comes to their table and asks of their choice.
She's just so simple,
So unbelievably plain!
Night time Carmen can't wait to play again.
RagnarokA caixa negra invoca entãoRagnarok12 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Um mundo que se queria olvidado
Nas dobras da mente, para além da razão!
Um fino cabelo de luz
Que se expande e reproduz...
Frestas e portais para o plano astral
Que fundem num só a fantasia e o real!
Cai subitamente a noite infinita.
A Terra é a nova arena da fauna maldita!
Cometas em chamas caem sobre o solo e a Vida,
Rios de sangue correm em fúria garrida!
O pânico esquarteja a Humanidade
Em batalhões embriagados de loucura.
Quem ainda divisa a verdade,
Virtude eclipsada pela lua obscura?
(E chicoteiam-se as parcas almas inocentes, em penitência,
Com a esperança e a promessa da paz da inexistência...)
Memento moriPale ombre dans mes pas,Memento mori17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Attachée telle une sangsue à sa proie
Un loup guettant une brebis égaré
Drapée de ténèbres, de voile d’anthracite ;
Toujours ses prunelles nous dominent,
En Parque cruel, choisie le fil qu’elle va tranche,
Indifférente à la clarté des regards,
Imperméable au pathétique de nos êtres.
A chaque souffle je pense à toi,
Quand abandonne ta faux est toujours plus attirante
La solitude me rappel à toi
Ton corps squelettique, pale, a la peau si délicate.
Un jour tu me prendras,
Tu m’arracheras à mes démons mes succubes
Finalement je serais tienne, mon corps rien qu’a toi
Ma peau moite, brulante contre ta chaire asséchée, glacée.
The swarming verminSo manny legs and clawsThe swarming vermin17 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
all so grimy and dirty its disgusting
They just crawl under my clothes
and on my skin
Who They are well They are
Rats, Nats, Ants, Cocroches
Millipedes, Flys, Crickets
All chirping and buzzing and what not.
I Tried SO HARD to GET RID OF THEM
WATER,SOAP,CEMICALS OF ANY NUMBER
And no matter how many I wash off
Afew more cralw on me to replace them
I Try and sleep but the noise
just keeps me up, its Dosn't
HELP that the DAMED crickets are IN MY EARS
but somehow they just..s-sing me to sleep.
I can't even eat anymore
The second I open my mouth
THEY JUST CRAWL RIGT ON IN
but then I fond myself Chewing
at fist it was disgusting,
I choked them back
Son I Realizeed they where DELCIOUS
The cruch of the shell and the creamy inside
It somehow just Tasted amazing
I don't even think they mind
They don't sturgel or try to get out
Its like they're feeding me.
its Like they Love me
and now I Lo
Halloween There knocking at your door~Halloween 22 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
You can't just go away~
They just want to smile~
With their shark toothed smile~
Are you sure you locked the doors~
Open the doors~
Im sure we don't bite~
Now come join us for eternity on this Halloween night~