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My eyes have found the bottle,
Half full with a proclaimed solution. Consumption is my body's only need...withdrawal, it's demons kept at bay only by repetitive submission...

The bottle stares back with lifeless, nonexistent eyes...a thousand yard stare only to find me in my own mind, staring at a broken mirror at choices of mere potential...a clap of thunder snaps me from hypnosis.

A sweat grows from the soil of my pours, as my ears pick up the screaming demons drawing closer by the second...insanity is the flare that they so love to follow to my place of solitary self torture.

Closing my eyes only grants those demons the images they wer

WordsTaking your words I crumpled them up, and put them in my little woolen pocket, every step drags

Me down for I know, I am going to have to carry them about somberly in the breeze, such pain is not

Escapable, for words clench the blood out of my heart, leaving it only to be severed with the rest of

The organs to follow, such words consume me like a dark plague, with nowhere yet but to scurry to the

Walls of my brains, knowing now what must be done, taking a knife as a relic of nonexistent fear, cutting

Only deep down to make a hole, in hope longing pain goes out, my eyes burn with lasting joy as I watch

The words fall with drips of blood,

CannibalWhat a taste which has scarred the very life out of me, and I cannot seem to get such a taste out of my

Mouth, mushing such hymns only to buzz out and roll back and forth over my tongue, for I am deathly

Frightened my mind has swept into the bitter delusion of darkness, and has made my flesh have the

Urge to seek pleasure, which I so do not wish to conquer, I am hungry for the chase such ones should

Hurry and stab out the light, for I am ready to taste the blood and let it run down my chin, cease for your

Life, for I cannot seem to hold this grudge any longer, so please forgive me when I bulge and rip through

Your skin, for it is not wh

How MaddeningDimensional relevancy paid with merely an eye, birthed from exceptions and death's cauldrons; shriveled of a blank sigh.

Two eves of shaded winters locked thrice in their places, an ocean of clear tongues to drown; blessed with the graces.

Mere conceptions of insane peculiars, with their masks and crippled boxes, of whom they speak die freshly in rugs, bleeding deep within the poxes.

And explain why are these relevant, who binds them all within blinds, a mere widow of subconscious keys; the mask without the eyes.

Little wings of white flamesGo ahead and feed the beast with bitter sweetness, and watch it come out of me and tear you to

Pieces, I am but a limp and frail ghoul hiding away in the darkness, licking away my wounds as my

Lips turn saturated red, that is why every single night I run and hide away from such ideas of mine,

As they try to take me down while trickling down my spine, when the pain comes out it will creep

Upon your skin and percolate the mind, causing you to screech in fright, running around looking for

A way to escape, and I will be but dust in the remnants of the shadows, looking in the gates for my

Little wings of white flames….

Burial if you find this

please

cremate my feelings

put my thoughts in a mausoleum
bury my heart in a wooden coffin

dump my soul into the sea

but

just leave my body here.

House Of The DamnedHouse Of The Damned

The ghost felt forgotten in the house of the damned
Since his wife and child had died in a car crash
The madness and depression had set in
He spent night after night in his office
Listening to the voices in his head
And writing in his journal
Short stories, poems and observations
He thought he had an unique talent
A modern day Edgar Allan Poe
After his death he hoped he would be famous
He sent his poetry to publishers
But always got a negative response
The alcohol helped ease the pain
Dampened down the negative thoughts
One night everything fell apart
He played a piece of sad classical music
He took a few pills and some r

DespairAcross the bellowing sky comes abroad and leads to a road, full of longing screams and cries, with voices

Telling curious souls not to go farther for they will become perished with bellowing plagues accustomed

To the lurking sonnets, hoping such ones will come to take away their sins, and free their lost locked

Away minds, a recipe for despair over scourges the land, blinding already swelled bloodied eyes, such

Burning emptiness enters into this road of vile obscenities, only to swallow those up ablaze who are

Weak and inferior, whose hearts have already bursted open being liable to suffer….

Treated like a StrangerMerciless creature you have bitten off my wings and devoured them whole, in promise that my hope

Would be gone, you left me for dead in this dreary pool of blood, why do you treat me like a stranger,

What did I do to deserve such silence? why can we not be more than this, if you want to play then I’ll

Pretend and have it my way, I will tape your mouth so I can say I have won, nothing pays to have such

Silence of yours, and see your cunning eyes go back into your skull, I am but a joker and you are the

King mocking me with your surrounding peasants, but you just wait for such mockery will lead

To your undoing……

~Death Poem"One Moon, Many Stars
One Murderer, Many Deaths
If You Wake Up With This Text,
You Will Be The Next"

No One Can Hear You ScreamSilence prevails,
an endless, comfortless silence,
which is worse than death,
because you remain conscious
of how utterly alone you are.

All dreams are nightmares
that come without sleep
when you never know if you
are awake.

Time is without meaning,
and you begin to wonder
if you still have any existence,
even madness dare not tread here,
but instead something worse,
and yet unnamable, unknowable,
the utter loss of self.

Denied even the mercy
of waiting upon death,
when you cannot even be certain
of what life is any longer.

How easily the mind turns against you,
begins to consume itself,
and you can no longer trust your own thoughts,

Liar, liar, Soul on fireLiar, liar,
Soul on fire,
Now you hang
By razor wire.

You come to me,
Then try to run.
But you are caught
In my web of fun.

You return, yet again
To the towers three.
Your body and soul
Belong to me.

You try to lie,
But you only deceive yourself!
I’m no longer chasing,
Your no longer in health.

You don’t know yet,
Do you?
Well, let me show,
Walk on through.

Look around?
Recognise anything?
I’m sure you do,
I know you hear the blades singing.

You started off
In the towers,
And you escaped.
Or did you?

You lie, but only to you.
Who do you think your trying to fool?
Not me, not them, not you.
And now I say, welcome, to t

Too LateThe word by which all things are governed, whispered in my ear,
That when judgment day does come, I have much to fear.
Even if I were to conjure enough desperation
To allow myself to become better,
I would still not hear the beautiful tingling
Of soft angel voices
In my head mingling.

Smoky lips summon me from one direction then the next
Always down but it does not matter from east or from west.
They say that the divine one is in all places and things,
But I don’t think it is he
Who calls out to me my name,
And many other dastardly secrets
Far from that which was tame.

Red breath of intoxication waves around a blackening heart.
Used t

Insanity Definedi realized something today

this is the real price i pay

humans are beings i can't understand

in misery and pain, they blend

it's what they thrive for

right deep down to the core

i don't feel like the rest

i'm feeling like a pest

what's the f*cking purpose

when you reach to the surface

and realise you're all alone

with a chill down to the bone

i realised why i'm the demon

why i'm different from humans

did i ever defined to you insanity

it's reaching out to your vanity

doing the same thing over again

hoping for an outcome that ascends

believing in that outcome is invain

cause only your soul will leave stains

stains that will

ParasiteIt's inside me

Begging for food
Kicking my insides
Crying for attention

It's been like this
For the past nine months

I want it out of me
But there’s nothing I can do

It's too late to have an abortion

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Lovely poisonA stab to the heart
A stab to the back
You left me that scar
Because of the love you lacked

Where did it begin?
Where did it end?
Once you drew the blade
Our lives began to fade

Did you assume I had forgotten?
Or was your heart that rotten?
I don't want this pain
Your love was just a stain

In the end you were done
In the end I had won
In the end you set the fire
For your own funeral pyre

But your love was a poison
Left flowing through my veins
And what we had became undone
Washed away by summer rains

Breathless intentBut today is a new day...
Can't we follow a different path
Than the one laid out for us?

I want to smile again
I want to be with you
And hold your hand again

Is this okay?
Can we just be us
And smile together forever

As I look forward toward the path
My eyes wander as much as my soul does
And I want to smile

I want to know what we could be someday
I want to feel the breath of love upon the world again
Just to see how far we could go into a better place

No matter where we are
I always believe we'll return
That certain pull and light tethering us together

Not much of a poem, this one, eh?
But I lack the heart to put any into it
The words

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Lies and Demons Breath

by ~Shikyo-Uchiha, Nov 2, 2012, 10:02:54 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

Lets dance the dance of lies
Breathe the breath of death
Smile the Smiles of terror disguised
Then make sure there is nothing left

Lets tear down the dragons keep
Scorn the angels and watch them bleed
Call forth the ravens and vultures
Bowing to demons and demons torture

Call down Zeus' lightning
Summon Poseidon's raging sea
Pay Charon to ride the river styx
And breathe in the black smoke of Hades'

Hold the devils hand and smile
Travel the planes of crying ghosts
We'll rest here a while
Until it is time to go