Isolation Chambers-s-s-tuck in limbo;Isolation Chamber2 minutes ago in Free Verse More Like This
run away (if you can)
the skeletons are whistling the twisted nerve,
while he's being m-e-r-c-i-f-u-l;
run down the halls, screaming 'bloody mary',
but don't let her catch you with her cleaver;
monsters are clever, dragging themselves around in human skin,
"the devil isn't a little red man with horns and a tail.
he can beautiful-
he's a fallen angel and he was once god's favorite."
you won't be heard when you plea for help.
everyone else is either fending for themselves
or coming for you.
Hours of the DeadWhat if the dead knewHours of the Dead1 hour ago in Free Verse More Like This
how to clean better
than the living?
Better than you,
or the pile of
dust, & the web
in the light of
as matter's of silence, & the
instance of wind,
the broom that
stands in the
night & the
& evening twilight
Vermin's Midnight Snackslither withinVermin's Midnight Snack8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
neck - shiver:
gaiting - cower.
Fear on the PierCreaky wooden planks omit; midnight pierFear on the Pier8 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
What a great idea. Really, murky streetlights
Guide my steer. Now I begin to fear,
'Where's the entrance of this pier?'
A night owl perches near. I emit fear,
It edges near, becoming clear -
Razor wings, it would appear.
Releases hoot before -
Flickering streetlights stalked my stride,
Signalling for my surprise,
"Imminent demise-" I cried.
A burst of unsynchronized cries,
(Men and women who fear, like me)
Lost on this pier,
Flooded my ear.
There must be civilisation near,
I peer into mere
and a silhouette
FlightStep by step,Flight15 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
Every second that ticks by,
Step by step
Takes you further from my side.
And I'm don't think I can stand it.
I'm not sure I can manage.
Moments turn to distance,
And I can feel some resistance.
It's like you're trying to leave,
But surely that cannot be.
You have to know your place is here,
You must see I need you near.
As I pursue, I could almost swear
I see fear on that face so fair.
But how can you possibly be afraid,
Let alone enough to try to run away?
Well, I guess it doesn't really matter,
Since you've nowhere to go.
In time you'll learn to understand again
That I am your home.
The sooner you realize
That we are all we've got,
The sooner we can move past
The dissonance your flight
Has inevitably wrought.
Now make no mistake,
A lesson must be taught.
Baby, you're all mine,
Whether you want it to be or not.
cool songs of the sea yeMy body lies deep in the oceancool songs of the sea ye16 hours ago in Free Verse More Like This
My body lies deep in the sea
My body lies on the floor of the ocean
Oh please bring my body to me.
Please bring back my body to me
Bring back my dead body to me.
The Castle's CurseThe Castle's Curse1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
‘’Curse anybody who lives in the castle of Julian
curse them so none can leave my castle’’
’’ Lock all the castle doors break all the castle keys so no one can leave the castle of Julian’’.
’’Curse anybody who lives in the castle of Julian curse them so none can leave my castle’’.
’’ Lock all the castle doors break all the castle keys of the castle so no one can leave the castle of Julian’’.
‘' whoever is left in the castle after the clock strikes twelve will be locked here forever’’.
HauntedHauntedHaunted1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
- - - - - - -
My heart is
itself. Trying to
find the map,
the path, the point
to my wrath
tornado of thought.
A shade follows
my every move,
haunting my prints
in the shifting
din of dust.
My breath is
ice fire that pours
a vice liquid
hogs with choking
moss to stifle
my screams, my
dreams of being
MurderBloodMurder1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
A dead body
Left to rot
Stalking diary page one, the confession.I was about to write about some romantic nonsense, but i figured it would be boring to read and it's not really my style.Stalking diary page one, the confession.1 day ago in Free Verse More Like This
This diary belonged to a man that was found dead in early 2012. Reason of death is still unknown, but the police thinks it was suicide.
24th march 2011.
My name is Robert Pin, i have a crush on a person i've never even met.
Atleast that's what i can tell you without ending up in jail.
Diaries are the safest place for your secrets and confessions, atleast so i've heard.
I have a really bad one that i need to talk about... or write about, rather. Which kind you can judge for yourself. (:
One year ago i met a girl on a online forum, i added her on the website and we quickly became friends.
For each second we talked, for each word we exchnged i started to like her more.
As the days went by i spent more and more time online to "be" with her.
My friends and family were worried about me but i told them i had it under control, back then i actually were able to cont
Hell...All you sinners, know your fates!Hell...2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
As you die, you will see the gates!
They are not of pearl, but raw iron!
And woe to you who go through them.
I am your New God, no others are here!
I rule not by love, but on pain and fear!
You puny mortals thought I wouldn't dare...
but now you are mine, and I don't care!
Your fates are sealed, and you are damned!
This trip is not what you have plannned?
You should have known the price of evil...
you say you did not--you are a stupid weevil!
Enter my realm, and know your asses are mine!
And they will be so until the end of all time!
Breathe deep the vapors, feel then sear you inside--
the perfect remedy for gluttony, lust, and pride!
You might cry out to the Truly Holy, but in vain!
You might as well wish for a gentle, cooling rain!
But this is Hell...and there is no pleasures here...
only raw pain, agony, torture, and pure fear!
My AngelMy angelMy Angel2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
I still cannot fathom what has happened to me
Everything is different now
Every taste richer
Every thought deeper
Every hour longer
This revelation of clarity surrounds me
Visions of betrayal replaced by you
Fulfilling every need
Charging every emotion
Shaping every impulse
I flutter at the thought of my unyielding sense of bliss
Off in the horizon I can feel you near
The togetherness we have dreamt at hand
Why do I long to hold you so?
Where are you?
At times, the feelings overwhelm my senses
Burning tears swell in my eyes
Their bitterness inflaming past wounds
Opening a pathway to my soul
My heart cries out for your flesh
Longing to spend an eternity in your arms
Your sweet nectar vanquishing the demons that haunt me
Erasing the victims of my merciless behavior
Thoughts of you differ though
My vicious ego in limbo
My sadness a distant memory suppressed by your breath
Are you a messenger from above?
A saint in disguise?
Your presence challenges every endea
zombie winterYou hung around my rooftop in the fall,zombie winter2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
wailing like a Celtic banshee
but back then, I didn't believe in any of
those papyrus tales of horror
made for naive children, scared
under the covers as their parents were
attacked outside by wolves.
But for me, it really did happen..
Townspeople broke the latch on our door,
stormed through our house .
Dear Mama only had a few seconds to
get us out, through a smashed window;
my brother and I ran into the forest,
waiting for our father but he never
came to guide us, our mother never kissed us goodbye.
Oh you think you can do this;
be the shadow messenger in the clear,
blame the goblins in the caves,
the creatures and zombies in the forests?
Well, you can't; you can't fake innocence,
Lady Death, believe me, I've tried.
But you can't shut out the world forever.
And you underestimated our blood;
my brother and I are coming back
for our family legacy, Turkish copper spilled
all over the cottage pine floorboards.
Everything is cold, but he remin
Charred ArdorOur love is white midnight,Charred Ardor2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Tainted pure raven light.
We throw ink darts in flight,
Each a silent swishing fight.
Take me under your wing,
Try to ease the sting.
Your fist to my cheek.
Agony in comfort I seek.
You would kiss
All of my bliss
If I could just
Earn your trust.
Touch me with your fetid rage.
With each caress, I sorely age.
We promise to turn the violent page,
But our love knows only one stage.
Your fingers are an oxygen jail.
Each band makes my breath fail.
I can feel my mind sliding derail.
All my emotions beging to pale.
Our love is a wild beast
Locked in with a feast.
It knows to gorge and gore,
Constantly drooling for more.
My skin is a lovely painting
Of radiant hues fainting.
I can trace your fingertips
Branded above my hips.
I wish you could find a kinder way
To show your heart without play.
Why does my body need to pay
Just to tempt you to stay?
My elbows are black with ashes,
Charred with so many gashes.
If I reach the bottom of out pot,
Will I find a single clean
Living a LifestyleIs there really a true love to have,Living a Lifestyle2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
a lover that cares for oneself,
and all around,
in making life,
on sight no never,
come in by,
growth it given,
and emotions follow,
but where it goes from there,
is unsure at best,
yet worth it,
even in pain,
in knowing it won’t,
because one love does not,
wish it so to become,
more than foreplay,
and silence to follow it,
on oh shore,
the reminder remains lost until spring,
no one will remember,
there was never a love,
no pain that carries on the back like a mountain,
were the lifestyle brightens,
only for that,
past mistakes are gone,
and their little offering are all,
that are left,
gone into the smoke,
with a sadistic smile,
that some misread as care and compassion for others,
when in truth,
that is not so,
buried under the foulness of sex and money,
there is a new,
fair it now,
a new life running the show,
questionable the party is,
but it plays on,
the eye of my obsessionI told her I was sorry,the eye of my obsession2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
She wouldn't listen t me.
Night had grown to morning
As it does so naturally.
And still we sit
As I plea my case,
Boredom written on her face.
"There's no way your innocent
lets not make that mistake."
So rather fight with those who care not.
Rather struggle with those who can't see.
I just removed the problem,
Twas easy as one, two... three.
Once I had her limbs tied down,
I popped my thumbs in place.
Warm and liquid,
Like water or goo.
Blood and salt strewn down her face.
A sickening flick of the wrists!
Followed by a brutal cry;
Sitting, now on two small thumbs,
14. Poetic licenceAt Barfly you tweet to your14. Poetic licence2 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
A manga character with blue
hair is lipping the mic. She has
Genius scrawled in marker
on her loose T-shirt. You make
me feel alive, she croons.
Beer in hand, you watch her.
Like any other night creature
you cannot change what you are.
Later you’ll lead her away
into the dark part of the club.
The HorsemanDown a dark alley he ridesThe Horseman3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
On a stead as white as snow
Whose eyes do glow a piercing red
With a pace that doesn't slow
Many cry out in fear
As his bloodied axe is pulled from his back
The horse whinnies as a shriek is cut short
A head rolls, turning another’s world black
He gallops away
In search of his head
A hessian's search
A man long dead
ShadowsShadows flicker like a dimming lightShadows3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
Your heart quickens as it feels fright
Nothing moves as you walk along
But a song in your head plays something is wrong
A slide, a crack, a shuffling noise
You stand with perfect poise
Everything goes silent again
You shrug it off as being all in your head
A turn of the head and a black figure stands
With a hood that’s pulled down and a knife in hand
You stand without move
As control you lose
A flick of the wrist
And a darkening twist
You move, but all is in vein
As hot silver is pulled from your gut and put back again
Knees hit pavement, but no money do they take
As sirens arise and men shake you awake
tick tockTick tock goes the clocktick tock3 days ago in Free Verse More Like This
the minutes and hours pass by
Each time I see you smiling at me,
I realize it's just a lie.
Hickory dickory, ickory nickery
nothing has changed but the wall.
So when you're hiding and running
and screaming and thundering,
come find me at the end of the hall.
Hands round and round, simple in sound
rotating and endless loop,
but when the clock strikes one
your time is done
and you will find yourself in my noose.
The clock has now stopped, its hands frozen in place,
for our game has come to an end.
But you never knew
when I had asked you
to come with me and play pretend.