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PsychosisFeel the insects in your skin,Psychosis2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feeding till' you cannot win.
Watch the spiders bite your heart,
Killing till' your life departs,
Feel the maggots in your hair,
Squirming till' there's nothing there.
See the scorpions climb your spine,
Crawling till' you loose your mind.
Feel the worms inside your brain,
Eating life till' you're insane.
See the hands around your neck-
Squeeze until there's nothing left.
Mothers Have Eyes in the Back of Their HeadsMother, may I-Mothers Have Eyes in the Back of Their Heads3 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
What's that son?
It must be something father's done.
Mother, listen-
Yes, my boy?
I can't be bothered; here's a toy.
Mother, hear me-
What's that you say?
You don't have problems- go on and play.
Mother, I can't-
Hold your tongue child.
You've never suffered my father's wild.
Mother, I'm dying-
Isn't that swell?
Go on and jump- see you in Hell.
Mother, I beg-
Then get on your knees.
Until I see blood, silence your pleas.
Son, what is this?
That is a noose.
A trinket I've crafted to set my life loose.
Son, was it dad?
In some ways, I guess.
But I'll never tell you the part you progressed.
Daddy's BoyDaddy dearest loves his son;Daddy's Boy4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Who plays with charcoal, hid from sun;
Surely he’s just having fun.
Daddy dearest feeds him well;
He’s not hungry- he’s just swell;
Steal that treat- be sent to Hell.
Daddy dearest buys him shirt;
Green and strange- so small it hurts;
But that's okay; it beats just dirt.
Daddy dearest drinks his bile;
Only thing that makes him smile;
Helps forget- just for a while.
Daddy dearest tells him story;
Of death and drugs and empty glory;
Tells him life is far too gory.
Daddy dearest puts boy to bed;
Blanket of drywall to tuck in head;
Don't mind the bugs that wait to be fed.
Boy is frightened, scared,
VanessaDrip, drip, drip,Vanessa2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood rains from her hair.
Drip, drip, drip,
Velvet everywhere.
Warmth, warmth, warmth,
Draining from her eyes.
Warmth, warmth, warmth,
Death is her disguise.
Screams, screams, screams,
Swallowed by the numb.
Screams, screams, screams,
She will soon succumb.
"Hell," "Hell," "Hell,"
Beats the Drummer Boy.
"Hell," "Hell," "Hell,"
Demons made this ploy.
Drip, drip, drip,
Everything is red.
Drip, drip, drip,
She will soon be dead.
Attention Wh*reBreak a smile,Attention Wh*re4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Feed the flames.
You defile,
Sacred games.
Eat the light,
Feast on lies.
This sick plight,
Is your disguise.
Lost in faces,
Ephemeral boy.
Escape these places,
Envy's toy.
Stay the tears,
I detest what you do.
You are my fears,
For I am you.
A Pocket Full of PebblesA pocket full of pebbles- a stomach full of stones,A Pocket Full of Pebbles1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
Blood in my intestines- a sea of broken bones.
Wallowing in hatred, has turned my skies to red.
If I follow in these footsteps, I know I’ll be dead.
But when I turn to see the sun- beyond what I have built,
I don’t see anywhere to run- all I see is guilt.
You could be my savior- or maybe my demise?
Emotions rarely reach me, for I’m what I despise.
If I was built to crumble; to tear my body down,
Then maybe I’ve a purpose- to take the leap and drown.
I could say I care- but that would be a lie.
I don’t want to love you- I just want to die.
TransparencyStanding in a sea of faces,Transparency1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I stand so very much alone.
I stand and think of all the places,
I might not taste of stone.
Voices slip throughout the valley,
Tumbling in the winter breeze.
Whispers pass my empty galley,
And search for souls to squeeze.
Boys meet girls and girls meet boys,
Dancing through my head.
While children play with brand new toys,
I’ll wonder if I’m dead.
I’ve screamed and cried and searched my mind,
Like a child calls his parent.
But every time I always find,
That I am still transparent.
I take the gun and open wide,
I taste metal on my throat.
I take my vows and forgo pride,
That’s when I find
To Write Love on Her ArmsLittle black lines,To Write Love on Her Arms4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
All along her arms.
Tiny ink spines,
Hold such secret charms.
Where there once was blood,
Now rests a simple word.
Wards away the filth and mud,
Yet never to be heard.
Never to be spoken,
These letters stand alone.
Guarding what was broken,
They stay the Devil’s stone.
Cover scars from other lives-
Free her from her pen.
Times of blood; of fear; of knives-
She will live again.
To Have Loved and LostSweet love of mine,To Have Loved and Lost5 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Where have you gone?
Sleeping with swine,
Did I do something wrong?
Needles and lies,
Bring life to your cries;
Heart filled with ash;
Wrists tattered by glass;
Oh how you've changed-
My heart rearranged.
And yet you return,
To spit on my burn?
Anxious hands waver-
Look into my soul-
But I cannot save her;
She left but a hole.
Invisible StringsSheer beauty beyond belief,Invisible Strings2 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Has wrought upon my wildest grief.
Attraction truly is a plague,
Murderous and deathly vague.
Spreads like fire and sick disease,
Mother save me- if you please.
Falling prey to Devil's charms,
Makes these slits along my arms.
Desperate I would give my heart,
If only you would let this start.
Thrown my body 'cross the floor,
Strewn till' I can take no more.
Sink your cadence deep in mine,
Lest I fall to fear and twine.
The Sensation of DyingFlames,The Sensation of Dying4 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Dancing before my countenance,
Sparks,
Kissing across the black void,
Drawn into my skin.
That strange, familiar sound,
Of drummer boys drowning,
Silence,
Coming over me,
A symphony of defeat.
Apathy,
Its sharp smell curdling at my nostrils,
Pungent,
It climbs with toxic fumes,
Closing my eyes.
Bittersweet,
Its taste I cannot explain,
Vague comfort in the stale emptiness,
The sun has left this place.
Numbness,
Burning over me,
Stone hands,
Robbing all that was,
Blanketing my soul in morphine,
Finally,
My sin is purged.
Empty WordsBrother once mine,Empty Words1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
What have I done?
Do you remember,
When we would have fun?
Brother once lonely,
Does your anger grow?
I'll always love you,
Will you ever know?
Brother once smiling,
Did I mar your face?
I couldn't survive,
Remember that place?
Brother once broken,
Can you recall?
Those precious moments,
Before our great fall?
Brother once mine,
I know I failed.
Over your screams,
I merely wailed.
A SolutionI took your love, your gifts, your life,A Solution1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
And pissed them all away.
I traded all these priceless things,
Just to feel decay.
I’ll be the one to make things right,
And I’ll do it in your face.
I would give your arms and legs,
Just to leave this place.
You may say there’s hope to spare,
But I know it’s a waste.
I am such a worthless fool,
I yearn for metal’s taste.
There’s one way left to save the rest-
The few who really cared.
To stick the dagger in my chest,
As I have never dared.
Playing With FireI wonder if they see me,Playing With Fire1 month ago in Free Verse More Like This
I wonder if they tire?
I wonder if I'm meant to be,
I wonder if it’s dire.
I wonder why they’re waiting,
I wonder why they try.
I wonder who I’m sating,
I wonder when I’ll die.
I wonder if I love you,
I wonder what’s a heart.
I wonder why I construe,
I wonder if I’ll start.
I wonder if I’ll find them,
I wonder if they're real.
I wonder if these thoughts will stem,
I wonder when I’ll feel.
I wonder if I’ll make it,
But I can’t fight what’s true.
I will always constrict;
I’ll tell you what I’ll do.
I will sit and wait to die.
I'll sit just lik
FriendshipI asked them what was wrong,Friendship2 weeks ago in Free Verse More Like This
They didn’t say a thing.
I took to my chest a metal prong;
I made myself a ring.
I slavered like a creature;
I purged myself of me.
I needed placement in the feature;
I didn’t care for being free.
I took my flesh and made it stone;
I flushed away my being.
I carved until I reached the bone;
I had to be worth seeing.
An empty husk returned to home;
The bag of skin came back to town.
Was this the place he used to roam?
His head said smile- his heart said drown.
The monster went to make amends;
To not be so alone.
The monster went to win his friends;
He couldn't live unknown.
He asked them if they’d
Jake Skellington part IVSally was a little worried on how the town would react to their little surprise, but her worry vanished instantly when they did show him. Jack called a town meeting that night and started it the usual way, and then told them. Sally brought Jake on stage and everyone automatically fell in love with the little skeleton. They all crowded around the family and asked many questions as Jake stared at all of them, enchanted by all of the strange creatures before him.Jake Skellington part IV8 months ago in Settings More Like This
"When was he born?"
"What a simply horrible child."
"A chip off the old bone."
"Looks just like his father."
Eventually Jack and Sally had to take him away from the crowd so he
TBMA - Vision or Nightmare? Sparrow wasn't sure where she was. She didn't recognize this slum, but there in the distance was Bowerstone castle. Was this Bowerstone? Future Bowerstone? Her eyes scanned the landscape with horror. It was a slum full of factories and open sewers. The smell was horrible, and the people that mulled around were poverty-stricken, the evidence being their ratty clothes and poorly-kept attire.TBMA - Vision or Nightmare?11 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
She made her way through the ghetto, trying not to step in anything, which was harder then it should've been. After stepping over a slimy sewer grate she looked up to see a protest of some kind taking place up ahead. A man was standing and shouting
TBMA - Logan and Sparrow"Logan, have you seen your father?" Sparrow asked her son as she sat down beside him on the sofa in his room. The luxurious couch sat in front of a balcony that looked out over Bowerstone.TBMA - Logan and Sparrow10 months ago in Short Stories More Like This
"I haven't, mother," Logan respond, reluctantly tearing his eyes away from the book he was reading. "I actually haven't seen him all day."
"Shouldn't you be with Walter?" Sparrow then asked him with a raised eyebrow. "Isn't today the day he was going to teach you how to duel?"
"Something came up he said," Logan responded, his eyes retreating to his book's pages. "We're going to duel later this afternoon."
Sparrow nodded and took a momen
Jake Skellington part IIIDr. Finklestein took Sally's newly made baby blanket and wheeled ahead of her and Jack up to his lab as he told both of them to wait outside. Jack leaned against the wall nervously twiddled his thumbs, a thousand thoughts were running through his skull, 'will I be a good father?' 'Will I still be able to run Halloween Town and be a father too?'Jake Skellington part III9 months ago in Settings More Like This
Sally saw Jack and giggled lightly as she walked over to him.
"Jack, you look like you're going to pass out." She said, placing a hand on his shoulder. Jack jumped slightly at her touch. Sally hugged her distracted husband and laughed. Jack sighed.
"Oh Sally, I never thought that I, Jack the Pump
ChangeWhat have you done to me?Change7 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
Because of what you've done,
I can never be the same...
No longer will I fly
Like the birds of the air,
Or know why the
Basilisks weep.
No more will the wild things seek
My counsel, or my aid.
You say it is the will of the gods that I serve you,
Perhaps it is.
It is not my place to know how they operate,
Mortal.
But how can you say such things
When you still bear the shape that
They gave you at birth?
I have been as many creatures, both fine
And most foul.
I never asked for this, though.
Cease your river of questions, Master.
You may command me, but that does not warrant an answer every time.
Count yourself blessed that our bond keeps you safe,
Else I would be sorely tempted to rip the soul from that mortal shell.
Rather, explain yourself, and I may curb my temper.
Again you speak of gods,
Of divine presences above
And below.
What would you know of them,
Pray tell?
Until you have lived
A thousand lifetimes,
You have learned precious little.
My being has been t
Jake Skellington part IITime had passed, Jack and Sally had been married happily, but it had felt like something was missing in their lives. Sally was sitting up in the Skellington Manor tower; watering the single black rose Jack had given her in a small vase. Jack was busy planning for next Halloween at the town hall with the bumbling mayor. She was free to wander the town while he worked, and she usually did, but for now she just watered her rose, looking out the large windows that viewed all of the town and graveyard. She smiled as she saw the corpse mother attempt to control her rambunctious corpse kid as he bolted around on his child leash, testing the tired moJake Skellington part II9 months ago in Settings More Like This
Eragon parody ch1Chapter 1- witch kings and cross-dressing shadesEragon parody ch13 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
It was 5am in the land of lunat-
"ahem!"
Oh yeah, I mean Alagaesia, and the wind carried a scent that would change the world….
"What, like….chocolate?"
No! not like bloody chocolate! Stop interrupting me when I' trying to give a dramatic narration!
Yes, as I was saying: it was 5am in the land of Alagaesia,
"You already said that…"
AND, the king Galbatorix was lying dead in his thrown….
Slenderman -5-Slenderman -5-2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
"I really question your taste in food!"*
*Monster Rancher is an animated show from my childhood. I rewatched it recently with my brother, which could explain why this was influenced.
For some reason, the refreshment table was on a higher level, because I had to jump down onto the main stage. I shoved the pretzel in front of Suezo's eye.
"I need this! You hear me?" I practically shouted. I felt delirious. "The Slenderman's after me, and I need something with salt, and—"
I look to the entrance of the amphitheater and beheld an unusual and morbid sight. I saw Slenderman standing there, but with no head on his shoulders. His head was in
Slenderman -3-Slenderman -3-2 years ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
I actually never thought of that before.
In his pondering, he ceased his hold on the boy he possessed. The person got up and tried to run. Slenderman got back to his senses and jumped to his own feet. He almost caught the boy again when I stepped out of my circle in the opposite direction. I saw my chance to escape and took it. He sensed that and turned to me, but I was too far away now. He stood there, torn on who to pursue.*
*Because of this, both the boy and myself managed to get away. This may have infuriated Slenderman.
Another, more abrupt time-lapse took place. I saw the images of myself finding hiding places in classrooms, but shor
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