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I started talking,. To a kitten,. Who really loves to write,. We talked about all sorts of things,. Then she gave me quite a fright,. Asked for my face,. I took a pic,. And sent it to her,.
Sun & moon. A-Z, 123. A doorway looming. The spark of touch & life stirring around the afterlife. Spelling out the answers to your questions. Candles flicker in the still wind. My hands I lend..
#youngwritershousehold Fly away, Butterfly, On this day, You must die. Trapped in a spider's web, Or insect catcher's net, Drowning in a paddling pool, Your wings getting so wet.
I'm lying awake. Screaming in pain. The demon inside. Drives me insane. I'm hearing it's voice. All husky and deep. I'm losing my soul. It wants me to keep. I'm begging this beast. To let me be free.
Lying here upon the bed, a pitchfork sticking through my head He came to me whilst it was dark and rammed it through me to leave his mark As twisted eyeball watches him, My skull now cracked and...
Delirious with poisoned mind,. The room is one dark blur,. Cup of toxins in one hand,. And sleeping tablets on the floor,. Soaked wires in petroleum,. And cut the phone cords short halfway,.
Back in time, sipping fine wine, shoes shined. A jesters call, entertain me, watch me dine. Juggling, laughing at your struggling. Bells on your hat ringing, dancing, singing, pleaing.
3 a.m. Hanging by a limb. Dying to swim. The lights dim. Firelight, bright, cracking in the night. Pitch black, everything hidden from sight. The mist crawls and creeps through the air.
This world is spinning in reverse,. The shadows playing with my mind,. The poison in my cold glass cup,. The ceiling falling slowly down,. The light is bent by my third eye,.
Black leather binding parchment cage,. Silk bookmark falls to mark the page,. Dark pen forms words with liquid ink,. The toxic letters forge their link,. A message for the raven's life,.
Hands tied to strings. Guiding & pulling. Kings & Queens. Helpless screams. The puppets begin to lean. Towards me. Controlling mindless behavior. On your knees begging save her.
#nightdwellers. The hunger and pain of bottomless hell,. Down into this, into my domain you fell,. Purple flames lick my heels as I walk,. A long, black nail on your lips, don't talk,.
Shadows creeping. Drawing nearer. Walls seeping. We all fear her. Souls lost. Innocence spoiled. Windows frost. Carpets soiled. Every night. She brings us out. Edge of sight. Lingering doubt.
#household @misslittleDHP. I wear a knife strapped to my wrist,. A cold, glass blade of ice,. I hold it in my pale fist,. And aim it, quite precise,. One strike, it takes,. To bring her down,.
Little white frosts, Cling to the macabre scene... Trying to make it purer To cover up what's been. But not even snow can cover it. The bloods too much to bare.
#household. i follow you i'm always there. i'm attracted by the scent you wear. the clothes that make you look so pretty. some colour in this soulless city. your hair that bounces when you walk.
As it draws close to midnight, I wake up, stretch and yawn, My limbs are cracking noisily, As if my bones are torn.
I could say something about cutting and slicing Blade razor sharp ready for dicing Oh dear what can the matter be Life is so hard, feel for poor little me.
The knife lay flat. On my desk. Right before me. My choosing of when. The knife that. Holds all my pain. Releases it from me. For one small moment, again and again. The knife has a cutting edge.
#household There's a knife for cheese, There's a knife for ham, There's a knife for fruit, There's a knife for lamb.
All the children... run away All the children... go and play When the night is risen high Sleeping beds and moon is nigh That's when I am here to stay.
A slight little thing, Dressed all in white, Around the forest her enchanting voice sings, Songs of love and light. She dances around, Oblivious to any wrong.
One day, I will be the boss, One day, I will reign supreme, One day, It will be your coin I toss, One day, I will make you scream.
If looks could kill, Then mine would, If mine could, And I didn't still love you with all the pieces of my broken heart, That fell apart, And is lying on the floor, No I can't take it any more.