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It stank of all things putrid; life, decaying. My sunken feet disintegrating in gluke -their deafening vile life forms gnawing into flesh, hammering away.
Warning- eating disorder post *** She had an illness, deep in her head; Poor sweet little girl, wishing to be dead She had some swarms of demons, whispering in her brain; Screeching vicious voices,...
#beginningline #nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air. She was nervous and her hands were trembling.
#beginningline #nightdwellers Walk On The Dark Side - Chapter 1 Chapter 1 - At the Beginning Martin stormed into the kitchen angry as usual, going about the house slamming doors, this was always a...
#nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair;...
#beginningline #nightdwellers Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her...
#beginningline #Nightdwellers #acrostic Her heart distorted frantically, in the eerie air; Erratic beats of torture; Laboured, as she was dragged to the princes lair.
As I lay down to sleep Head feels light, bones feel weak If I decide to never wake I have one wish I chose to make Let me dream as the days go by Let me dream as time does fly Let me dream as the...
Her heart distorted frantically in the eerie night air; the once dank haven of her beloved crypt stood ablaze; ashes crashed towards her, they wove fast into her auburn hinted hair; the charcoal...
#NightDwellers When the sun is up I hang upside down, For hundreds of years I've plagued this town. When darkness falls I come out of the night, To take what I need, just a little bite.
*Bit dark so be warned. #nightdwellers Blackened tendrils twist around my heart and squeeze macabre thoughts enter my contorted mind, oh how they like to tease.
#nightdwellers. It gently glides. Not needing to flap. More than once of twice. A minute. Suddenly. It begins to fly. Upward. Higher, higher. Until it reaches. Such a height. That the air is thin.
#NightDwellers I'm that hooded figure, At the end of your bed. I'm the boggy man, Understand what I said . I'm that reflection in the mirror, I'm that voice in your head.
Forever one of the boys. Echoes of 'dude'. Yes I'm your pal. Always in that mood. You see I don't mind it. Until I get that glimpse. Of what life would be like. If I exhaled girly things.
#nightdwellers Warning-self injury and suicide references Memories long forgotten Locked away in my mind Barred behind walls A place where I can unwind Then you came along Knocking down my...
The bat is waiting. Hiding beneath the maple leaf. Perched on the branch. Dipping the tree. In the liquid light. That shines from it. It only catches. Fireflies. They give it its. Shine.
The whitewing bat. Is the size of a fifty cent. Piece. Give or take a millimeter. It flies in front. Of the full moon. Hiding. Waiting for a stray moth. To flitter into its path. On the new moon.
Warm heat pulsates up my back Signals nightmares to attack Calls in spirits, ghosts and ghouls Waits impatiently for me to snooze Our dream vendetta goes way back A struggle to-and-fro attacks The...
#beginningline #nightdwellers Oh my goodness-my very first challenge win on Opuss. EddieC, thank you very much for seeing my story as a worthy win over such great entries, I'm ever so humbled.
Remorseful Endings So long after; Infinite resources Gluttonous festerings... Nocturnal depressions Eradicates positives; Death ends all painful memories.
#nightdwellers. Today I walked through the cemetery. Clutching my hands to my arms. To hold back the biting winds. From chilling to deep. The stones. Closest to the gate. Were newest. And polished.
Hunger pangs But I can't eat. Eyes they tire Yet I can't sleep. Cry so loud Still I struggle to speak. Thoughts run wild Yet I've nothing to think. People talk I no longer hear.
(Possibly 16+ content, please read with caution or not at all) --- Iridescent, lucid thoughts Skeletons, cobwebs, junk, meths Stacks of paper growing tall Mortar not bricks holding all.
Hope, they call it that, they call it that to confuse. Light, that's what hope brings, that's what turns around many things. Twist, a little kink, a little kink -it digs in.