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*Author's Note: This story isn't the best story for children. It's contains violent scenes. Please read with caution. Also this isn't the full poem. It was written in three parts.
#NightDwellers Slender lines of darkness, The city: a silent place, Shadows overtaking, A villain without a face.
#nightdwellers Shadows play upon the wall, Clockwork hands control the fall, Starlit realm across the hall, Hidden from the minds of all.
Trap me, consume me. Please let me go. I scream, I cry. But you've stooped so low. Your walls keep me in, I beg to be free, But for this room, Only you hold the key. Torture me, break me.
#augustwriteaday Creatures of the night I'm afraid that's what we are And there's no escape We come from near and far We have come for payment You owe the night time's debt Your member's fee is...
Breathing liquid, warm & red. Tears & blood shed. Bled into the earth. Thriving & thieving of the hurt. Bleeding life back into the dirt. Lifting the suns rays dusk till dawn.
It was late, Darkness creeping in. He felt something inside himself, Flicker and start to dim. It was great, The fun would now begin.
Bound by ropes of ice and night, Toxin drugged, put up a fight, Wondered how I'd reach the knife, Bit the gag that bound my life.
Nails scratching at the back of your mind. Ripping yourself away. Scratching at the back of your eyes, Until your blind. Blood running through your veins. Heart beating in your chest.
Cutting a crescent from the night sky. Hanging stars for a soul that's died. Reaping life & bringing it to the skies. Thunder echoes the heavens tastless lies. Lightning lights the blinds ways.
I was a human. Only human. Amongst vampires. These vampires. They had a thirst. They wanted that thirst. A taste. To quench that thirst. They wanted me. To feed them. They wanted my blood.
#youngwritershousehold. The empty swing. At the end of the street. Creaking with the breeze. The dark, dark sky. Lit up by a single light. The eerie mist suffocating the street. This scary scene.
Book of matches, Jerry-can of petrol, full, Old sheets, Yellowed papers, Their aged news, forgotten, Smeared print Turned to ashes.
The sound of sirens blaring close by, I knew i must stay calm, To do that i had to try.
Bleak and barren moor of ills,. How well you hide your secret still,. All those long and silent years,. You lay there mocking as the tears,. Did flow as if a dam did break,.
Dreamland sociopath,. Storks with scythes,. And cloak on back,. Rope, wood, just as you should,. Happen upon the crystal mood,. Blood bath, needle bed,. Drive the stairs into your head,.
A twee macabre,. I carve and carve,. The silver kitchen knife,. Serrated edge,. A death wish pledge,. And, sure, I'll take your life,. A twee macabre,. I carve and carve,. Upon the cinder stone,.
Silence.... All around Not a single Sound Sshhh.... Can you hear it. Tick tick tick One hit Your Time... Is running out He's coming No doubt Darkness.... Closing in Greed Your only sin Run....
#nightdwellers Warning: sick and gruesome ;) Twisting of sinew, Remoulding of flesh, Slicing through muscle, A body afresh.
Something really ominous Is hanging in the air Something evil's lurking To give us all a scare A supernatural feeling A ghost in the machine A cold and dread sensation The worst there's ever been The...
Cold, cruel heart, Made of ice, Her cruelty, Would not suffice. Cold, cruel voice, Making you shiver, You can't control, Your terrified quiver.
She twists, She turns, Trapped in that mirrored jewellery box of hers, Spinning, Spinning for all of eternity for us to see.
If I show you now my hands are clean. So clean they have a slight sheen. I don't do the dirty work. I have people that lurk. My men do the job. They see the peasants sob. Begging for their lives.
I may love you. I may not. Could you tell if I did. What if I didn't. Would you still know. Would you trust me still. Or would I be another one. Would you call me. Or would you change your number.