Black Angels

Austin Jones

07 Oct, 2014 12:51 AM
The angels that come to take me
as I slip away into darkness 
I know what is coming
how they will treat my soul
their evil eyes
their black wings
I am not afraid

we are all born to die
we are all alone in the end
This is the one truth in the world
and so they take me
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Tags: Death, Hell, Darkness, Angel, Torture
Votes: 2

Cast No Shadow

DC Martin

11 Mar, 2012 08:25 AM
I cast no shadow upon your door, 
for that is not me in the moonlight knocking,
and no waves of light crash upon your shore, 
for that is not me docking.

no, look again through disheveled blinds 
and see who stands there smiling,
and beware of locks unengaged 
and of strangers so beguiling,

for the creak of floorboards singing, 
may just mean that I am leaving,
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Tags: Murder, Shadow
Votes: 11

Under The Cherry Red Moon

deja

01 Nov, 2015 11:01 AM
A lone wolf is out, on his midnight prowl
On a rock is sitting a fine feathered fowl

Calmly prowling in the dark of the night
Sitting on a rock, singing in delight

Going in for the kill, eyes gleaming
looking up at the sky, stars beaming

One swift jump, teeth sinking into the prey
eyes begging for mercy it wanted no mae
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Tags: Red Moon, Wolf, Bird, Blood, Night, Prowl
Votes: 2

Story and dance of the Demon Master

Rochelle Poet

04 Sep, 2014 10:02 AM
Beyond the damp dingy sewers and into the underground,
where the earthworms burrow and termites bite,
I creep within the soils, into the mud,
below the trails of decaying rotting human flesh,
in search of a satisfying delightful treat.


For I spend much of my time,
hidden into the earth's darkness,
in search of souls that bring me 
short-lived happy orgasmic thrills.
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Tags: Death, Darkness, Demon, Blood
Votes: 2

To Each Their Own

Amanda

07 Aug, 2012 07:27 AM
Each person is their own devil
Their life their own personal hell
They walk in a shadow
Created by their gloom
Each tear that they shed
Fuels the fire of despair deep in their soul
The blank space in which their heart should be
Is nothing more than a hole

How do you escape the sadness
When it is created by you?
How do you run from the devil
When the devil is no more than you?
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Tags: Dark, Devil
Votes: 9

Insanity

Nightmare

26 Jun, 2014 07:08 PM
All the voices in my head 
Will be silent when I'm dead
Seeing things that aren't there
Giving family a real scare

Give them madness, they give it to you
Then something's won't do
They give you madness, it feeds off of you
Gain a sense that's entirely new

Grow sharp teeth
They're wondering what's beneath
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Tags: Insanity, Killing, Death, Madness
Votes: 9

Drips & Slips

Zane A. Murray

05 Jan, 2016 05:11 AM
Drip drip,
Slip, slip.
Drip drip,
Slip, slip.
Drip drip,
Slip, slip.

Blood goes drip, drip,
Razor goes slip, slip,
Down the white tunnel, I make a trip, trip.

Show me your drips and slips,
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Tags: Cutting, Self Harm, Suicide, Depression
Votes: 8

Blood Is Dripping

Death

08 Apr, 2015 01:21 PM
Blood is dripping from my thigh
I'm thinking of ways to say good bye

Blood is dripping from my waist
All my pain can't be erased

Blood is dripping from my hand
You are not my biggest fan

Blood is dripping from my wrist
I am wishing that I didn't exist
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Tags: Selfharm, Suicide, Blood, Graphic
Votes: 5

The Attraction of the end

Thea

02 Apr, 2014 02:11 AM
The trickle of blood can be so intriguing.
Just as bullets can enchant a weakened mind.
They can pull at the heartstrings or create butterflies in your stomach.
Even scramble your mind, preventing you from speaking.

To a weak mind, even the simplest of ropes can look so comforting.
Your stomach drops as you feel like your falling through space.
You stand so high and in an instant your feet are almost on the floor.
And you look down to see your thoughts leave you and your floating through darkness.

Many find the view a top a building or cliff to be picturesque.
They stand and spread their arms, breathing in deeply, ready to take just one step.
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Tags: Suicide, Darkness, Weapons, Death
Votes: 7

The Corruption.

Pride Ed

08 Jan, 2015 09:15 PM
So precious; so useless;
this Tree of Virtues has perished
amidst my angry tempest,
laid to waste by carnal desire.

I’ve realized many moons ago,
that brutality and lust are the same
as we delighted in the tremulous
movements of the frightened!

Diabolical wraiths extol our
actions; haughty arrogance
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Tags: Sins, Hell, Dark, Anger
Votes: 0