Submissions by DarkCatalyst

Bodies skewered on stakes
Some completely burned to ash
Heads in one place,
Arms in another.
Children everywhere
Their flesh rotting,
Teeth missing,
Fingers cut..
Some with both eyes
Others with none.
Wire around their tiny throats,
Leaving deep imprints
And a mess of skin mixed with dirt.
One child,
A boy.
Eyes still open
So black they shine
But look beyond...
You see they were brown once
Then they faded into darkness.
Forever staring at nothing
A girl kneels beside him.
Then the shaking
As she...

One cut
Two cuts
Three cuts
Four...
Blood beginning to drip
Onto the floor.
Five cuts
Six cuts
Seven cuts
Eight...
I can never run away
From this self-hate
Nine cuts
Ten cuts
Then no more skin
And I can tell that I didn't win..
One breath
Two breaths
Three breaths
None.
It would've ended sooner if I had a gun.

She was so broken and yet nobody knew..
All the darkness that she was going through...
She says it's okay, I won't be missed..
As she drags that sharp razor across her wrist..
Her skin opens up and the blood starts to pour..
And her demons just tell her to cut a little more..
Every new cut makes the pain go away..
Little by little she starts to feel okay
But she's gone too far and now she can't stop..
The blood keeps on coming until she finally drops..
A pool of red surrounds our lost soul
And her self hatred has finally taken it's toll..
One...

Crying,
Shaking,
Crumbling.
Where to go?
Where to turn?
Then he came
And he molded me into someone else
I've been molded by the devil.

He..
Twisted me,
Kicked me,
Beat me,
Cut me,
Broke off pieces,
Reshaped them,
And slapped them back on.
Taking a girl made from nothing..
And turning her into his own image
I've been molded by the devil.

He stands back and observes,
His creation,
His new masterpiece.
Then the cackling
And the awful realization hits me..
I wasn't turned into someone better,...