The Dark And Burried

The dark is where I wait and lay. All around me is dirt and clay.

From Light To Black

The light is now fading to black – my eyelids are coming unattached

I want to fuck you with music

(Mature)

Michael’s World

The ceiling fan agonised him with its constant rhythmic squeak, a grating cry which kept perfect time with its desultory rotation. He had …

afterwards

with the fire in his brain exhausted / he took her back to the bedroom

The Alleyway

I strolled through the alleyway, staying in the shadows

Red Paint

I Write to you now, accused of a crime so Maniacal that I could never commit .But you see, I have an acute sense of sight, and I see many a…

Ring the bell

Into darkness now I turn / say goodbye to sanity / never I’ll feel warm again

Andreas Bichel

“One side of me says, I’d like to talk to her, date her. / The other side of me says, I wonder what her head would look like on a st…

The Silver Pendant

This was written for a challenge done on another site called The Dark Keeper Profiles. Wanted to share it with all of you, hope you like i…

don’t play with knives

*+don’t play with knives+ / good advice, particularly around angry individuals.*

Deal With Death

He found the man, / Who’s soul he would trade, / He would take the life, / With the edge of a blade.

Troll

What’s that creeping, sneaking, / Through the grove of angry trees? / The taint of evil visions, / Painting shadows on the breezeR…

striation

a maniacal grin spread on his lips, as he cracked open the sternum to reach his precious.

Fictional Murderer

Did I want this occurrence? / Did I want to kill my love? / A cruel twist in my sense / Brings nothing but confusion / I stare in bloody…

Murdered

My mind goes blank / with a twist of my head. / My face is on the ground / and I think I’m finally dead.

Nasty 1

Jolene held the burning branch, huge like a club and billowing dragons breath, and wondered if anyone really deserved to die.

Resignation

(Mature)

PRETTY BIRDS

Down in the basement is where I keep my birds. My birds are shy, trying to hide from me as I enter their room. It’s hard to see their prett…

The Entirely Edible Mom and Dad

Sam was the son born to Gilbert and Ruth / Seventeen pounds / The majority: tooth

Deadly Affection

Her skin paled, / that waning light, as darkness crept / like dusk into night.

The Body

(Mature)

LA MANSION EN LA OSCURIDAD parte 1

(Mature)

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