Your Nighmare

This Nightmare can be bloody, terrifying, blood curdling, chilling, creepy, or just plain scary. (anything else works too!)
it cant have very much happiness. you can do something like 'give them hope then take it away' kind of thing.

Unlimited entries

I do prefer a bloody scene but write as you wish.
You can make it up if you wish. Just tell me if it is or not in parenthesis ( )

If you want you can comment on the WRITING please no personal put downs or foul language (unless it in your poem) i dont like to host fights.

http://im.glogster.com/media/2/5/0/91/5009110.jpg <-Ok i couldnt help it

Remember:
Nothing is true,
Everything is permitted.


Oh, and make me smile.
(in a creepy way)  

I am now officially rambling.
Thank you.

Ashe

The blood drips from my hands
I can't see
My eyes are gone
Cut out in battle
Suddenly I'm falling
And falling
I keep falling for what seems like forever
Until finally my body smacks into the red gooey liqiud
I'm swimming in all of the blood I've shed
I reach the surface and I'm showered with salty tears.
Again all the tears I've shed
I'm suddenly running
From what?
I don't know
All I know it's following me
Soundlessly
My feet are getting heavy
But I keep running
My body feels like led
I run and then I'm falling again
This time my fall is shorter
I feal the blood run through my vains
Until my body strikes the ground
Whatever I was running from
Defeated me

untitles life

brutal behavior brought her sadness,
loneliness and eternal tears.
she cried of abandonment and fear.
sitting apone the cold field..
seeing nothing but dark sky and
dusk of wind...
imagining life as a trapped bird
only to be released form the grip of evils hands.
to be scared of herself and what life may throw at her..
she cries.

"ikanaide!!!!"

shouts her soul
clinging onto her hair and scratching at her arms..
thinking of nights she would close her eyes,
wanting to spread her wings and fly away.
to tell herself to not exist.
like open roads and widened concepts of honesty.

 "ikanaide!!!!!"
 "hitorini shinaide!!!!!"

immobilized by the image she sees
taking of spirit in dancing trees.
take control of deadly fear
edge of life, death is near
whype your eyes, its will be over soon
and life will no longer see her
weep.


"carry me" shes speaks beyond heavenly god
feeling the pressure boil her out
exhausted she felt,
her knees grew weak,

one last step and she will fall


-kumiko Yamamoto
note- ikanaide-please don't go
     hitorini shinaide - please don't leave me

I thank you both very much for your contribution  

the nightmare that speaks

Look into my eyes and you will see
the place where the sun doesn't shine
and the grass is always dead
and the moon can't ever glow.
That place where nightmares are created
, born, invented, cherished and feared.
This place where Jack the Ripper
is president, and school is taught
by Ted Bundy and Hitler.
Tree's in that place are red
because we water them with blood
And the streets are always stained.
the sounds of little girls
crying, is nothing new.
Finding heads on spikes are old news.
There is no sense of order
and our enforcers are Dracula and Zombies.
The scent of rotting flesh is sweet
and we encourage silent torture
in our backyards.
Everything in your nightmares
dwells here, content.
But the best part about this place
is not that it's all in your head,
but if i wish to make it true
then we can make it your reality.

Are we allowed to enter more than one poem???

yep. ans many as you want!

Dreaming of my Torture and Death

A twisting feel  in a heart
And butterfly's excite a tummy
A tingling feeling in scarred thighs
And  warmth across a face.
A hard smack on red cheeks.
Washes away these foolish day dreams
As blood trickles out of dried lips.
The crack of a whip and leather meets flesh.
Agonizing screams are unleashed
From parched throats.
The rattle of heavy metal chains
Dragging across the floor.
The locks clicking into place.
Rough hands, many hands grasp  bloody skin
And hang bound hands, letting uncovered feet
Burn and turn to ash above a fire provoked.
The heat is lost and melted stumps are thrust
Into dry ice, freezing swollen knees as well.
Sharp and shiny, sterling silver hooks sink into
Joints and pull.
The rest of battered legs ripped off from a broken hip.
Acid drips, then trickles, then pours heavily on two
Still bound arms. Eating away at bone and muscle.
Screeches echo off stone walls, nobody cares.
Untamed mountain lion, released
A head taken, eaten in one fell swoop.
The lights are turned off. Doors are closed.
Everything taken away. And there's nothing left of me
But a stump.

Myheartdiesforyou said:Dreaming of my Torture and Death

A twisting feel  in a heart
And butterfly's excite a tummy
A tingling feeling in scarred thighs
And  warmth across a face.
A hard smack on red cheeks.
Washes away these foolish day dreams
As blood trickles out of dried lips.
The crack of a whip and leather meets flesh.
Agonizing screams are unleashed
From parched throats.
The rattle of heavy metal chains
Dragging across the floor.
The locks clicking into place.
Rough hands, many hands grasp  bloody skin
And hang bound hands, letting uncovered feet
Burn and turn to ash above a fire provoked.
The heat is lost and melted stumps are thrust
Into dry ice, freezing swollen knees as well.
Sharp and shiny, sterling silver hooks sink into
Joints and pull.
The rest of battered legs ripped off from a broken hip.
Acid drips, then trickles, then pours heavily on two
Still bound arms. Eating away at bone and muscle.
Screeches echo off stone walls, nobody cares.
Untamed mountain lion, released
A head taken, eaten in one fell swoop.
The lights are turned off. Doors are closed.
Everything taken away. And there's nothing left of me
But a stump.

Wow. your in the lead for now! im so pleased with this entry
thank you!!

Thank you, im glad you liked it and your welcome..

Through the eyes of a cannibal

Come come,
Let me see you.
Let me gnaw on your flesh,
Use your blood as sauce.
Let me slice into your skin
And carve joker smiles on your faces.
Let me roast the tender meat of young children,
And savor every bite.

                                                                 Come come, enter my home
                                                                Walk to your inevitable doom.
                                                                 Let me peal the man's goods
                                                                 Off with my trusty silver knives.
                                                                  Let me bite the head
                                                                 'till their screams are silent
                                                                  and im done sucking the blood
                                                                  And their manhood is like a dried grape.
Come come,
You perfect ladies
Let me chew on the softness
Only you could have.
We can play slice and dice
Or burn your organs to black.
Let me love your heart,
Chop it up like steak.
Let me add spices
And sit down to enjoy
The taste of your breasts
Cooked and on my silver platter.
                                                                               Come come,
To me sweet children
Your delicous, absolutely lovely
To the touch.
Let me help you
Into the oven,
Onto the stove.
Let me boil your skin
And rip the muscle from
Bone.
                                               Come come,
                                               Everyone.
                                               All are welcome here.
                                               Let me tie them to this table.
                                               And prepare them for my dinner.
                                              
                                                       

Half-in-half
(snow dreams)

My eyes like rain
And my tears of snow
The red decorates
The pure white
Of winter
And pink creeps
On frosty faces
Shapes
No two alike
Fall slowly,
Delightfully from the heavens
A gift from above
Angels with wings
Are made below my head
And silver blades
Makes swishing
Fleshy sounds
So sparkly is the white
Wonderland my dreams
Live in
I wish that it would all go away
Hot cocoa and muffin
Head bangs on ice
Frostibitten arms
Amputation
The sky here is so lovely
I wish i could stay
But that slowly
Growing
Scarlett is waking me up.

I think that you are always right,
So love, therefore, can hurt.
And when I act out of line,
I'll look up humbly from the dirt.

So don't fret your handsome, crazy mind,
For I am here to stay.
I just hope to bare myself some more,
and recount my dream the other day.

I dreamed in such bright color,
That I know it could come true.
I guess I'll die here, for I know,
I'm bonded eternal to you.

It started with your steel hands,
Around my neck one night,
I guess that I lay alone somehow,
Probably after a silly fight.

I fought you back with tooth and nail,
But bright red spewed the wall.
Like in reality, we lived alone,
So I knew nobody saw.

Blood ran down your arms until,
You finalled stilled your grip.
Then you threw me in the trunk and whispered,
"Look baby, it's a trip."

When we got to the bridge,
You pulled me out, one hand on my wrist,
Then you bound me by my mottled hair,
To an ugly rusty brick.

"You think to much," your anger spit,
Gas burned my sinewed flesh.
You took a moment to remember me,
Then eye all that you had left.

Since it was in a dreamworld,
Everything was exactly as it seemed,
But when you lit a match to me,
Nobody was there to here me scream.

And so I found sweet coldness,
And quenching, deprived delight,
In closing my eyes as I drifted down,
And pretending it was night.

Blood Party

Your metallic sweet taste
drips from my mouth,
down your neck,
between your breasts,
and over your hips
to pool around
naked feet.

My bite, an aphrodisiac,
as you moan in my embrace
while my teeth sink deep
into veins drawing
life into my own.

Your river of red flows, it travels
pulsates, it beats, a rhythm
keeping time to a force where
I now control its course.

Slower, fainter, weaker.

You gasp in ecstasy at your
perfect death.

I lay you aside,
and move on to the next,
after all this is my party
and I must attend to all
my guests.

Shadows creeping in the light.
Humans die from sudden fright.
Here it was and there it goes.
Up the tree and through the hose.
Screams of terror fill the night.
Corpses hidden from my sight.
Venomous gas fills the air.
Blank ink fire is everywhere.
Bright lights, white lights, yellow, blue, orange and green.
What is this place? The inbetween?
Colors spark and embers fly.
Ravens soar across the sky.
Then everything is quiet.
Darnkness comes but i fight it.
Its eerie here, and scary too.
Im wondering just what to do.
When tendrils of fear crawl up my spine.
I see nyx and his familair shrine.
He has a rope and i am tied.
The best thing happened next... I died.