Submissions by Krosgood (Violence)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to write about the darker side of the imagination. Dreams, nightmares and psychological horror. Some would say I suffer from night terror,s but I embrace them.
Unrepentant
Am I holy, or am I dying?
I see a halo above me, flying
Feathers descending from the angels backs
But, oh no! They’re midnight black!
What can this be that’s coming for me, divinity or creatures of blasphemy?
Bereft of trumpets the heavens scream with the outward flowing of soaring fiends
They’ve come
To take
My hand
Amassed
Above
The sand
The sun
It burns
My eyes
The vultures
Circle
Nigh
It’s no wonder why my halo isn’t gold
A circle of vultures with darkness enfold ...
I see a halo above me, flying
Feathers descending from the angels backs
But, oh no! They’re midnight black!
What can this be that’s coming for me, divinity or creatures of blasphemy?
Bereft of trumpets the heavens scream with the outward flowing of soaring fiends
They’ve come
To take
My hand
Amassed
Above
The sand
The sun
It burns
My eyes
The vultures
Circle
Nigh
It’s no wonder why my halo isn’t gold
A circle of vultures with darkness enfold ...
#death
158 reads
2 Comments
Metal head until I’m dead
This soul has become demonized
So allow me to externalize
But do not try to rationalize or exorcise
Your eyes will bleed with the blade of one thousand jagged hand written lines
Two became one upon this night of lunacy
Delirious and rabid I don’t need the moon to be
When I attack me
I don’t need eyes to see
Just a pen to release what’s been trapped, buried within me
With the coming of the falling sun
The crowds bow
Knee deep in their own ruin
Await the tempo bring the dead to life
Rhythmic slaughter to their ears...
So allow me to externalize
But do not try to rationalize or exorcise
Your eyes will bleed with the blade of one thousand jagged hand written lines
Two became one upon this night of lunacy
Delirious and rabid I don’t need the moon to be
When I attack me
I don’t need eyes to see
Just a pen to release what’s been trapped, buried within me
With the coming of the falling sun
The crowds bow
Knee deep in their own ruin
Await the tempo bring the dead to life
Rhythmic slaughter to their ears...
#inspirational
#music
179 reads
2 Comments
Tube Warmer
Neurotransmitted static dreams of micro-existences
Scouring the memory banks as the protein twitches
Meat transformed inaugurated
Scion
Wash it clean then desecrate it
Bygone
Catalytic and biorhythmic
Self sustaining so pathetic
Compulsory actions remotely redesigned
An ape-like slight refracted devoted paradigm
Double helix
Expunge
Imbue
Rebuff
Redo
Tube warmer
Tube warmer
Designer babies
Tube warmer
Tube warmer
Who the fuck made you?
Glass womb
Growing humans in a...
Scouring the memory banks as the protein twitches
Meat transformed inaugurated
Scion
Wash it clean then desecrate it
Bygone
Catalytic and biorhythmic
Self sustaining so pathetic
Compulsory actions remotely redesigned
An ape-like slight refracted devoted paradigm
Double helix
Expunge
Imbue
Rebuff
Redo
Tube warmer
Tube warmer
Designer babies
Tube warmer
Tube warmer
Who the fuck made you?
Glass womb
Growing humans in a...
#corruption
#science
#God #greed
#God #greed
211 reads
0 Comments
Another sip

#ThrillSeeking
150 reads
1 Comment
933 reads
6 Comments
‘Twas the night of a massacre

#dark
#murder
#Christmas
646 reads
3 Comments
Idle hand
Here is a sample of horror
Lurking deep within my daunting mind
Where words can fail... pictures prevail
Lurking deep within my daunting mind
Where words can fail... pictures prevail
#dark
#silence
1269 reads
1 Comment
Where the parking meters become headstones
Painted nails set upon frail and dainty fingers hide inside her pocket
The steel concealed is the object of their amusement
Hiding away the five with six cruel intentions
How her skin glows beneath the giant moon
A lure for those weak enough to follow
Those who believe SHE is the wounded one
Mimicking the rabbits cries
A wolf comes into sight
Nocturnal
He smells blood but she is the night
Howls echo throughout the city street
Another noise adding to its blight
Through the rising steam of the sewer caps she...
The steel concealed is the object of their amusement
Hiding away the five with six cruel intentions
How her skin glows beneath the giant moon
A lure for those weak enough to follow
Those who believe SHE is the wounded one
Mimicking the rabbits cries
A wolf comes into sight
Nocturnal
He smells blood but she is the night
Howls echo throughout the city street
Another noise adding to its blight
Through the rising steam of the sewer caps she...
886 reads
1 Comment
Stranger danger
Welcome to a place where cruelty's a plague
Selfishness and greed infect the human race
The leopard waits and attacks from the back
But your neighbors...
Your neighbors do it to your face
Peace is just a dream in this hatred fueled nightmare
There's always something picking at your scabs to never let you heal
Throw rocks into a crowd and ask me if I care
I assure you that the hatred is real
Why stand for change
You know you stand alone
A target in the crowd
Or violent drone
Ignorance is bliss
A life without...
Selfishness and greed infect the human race
The leopard waits and attacks from the back
But your neighbors...
Your neighbors do it to your face
Peace is just a dream in this hatred fueled nightmare
There's always something picking at your scabs to never let you heal
Throw rocks into a crowd and ask me if I care
I assure you that the hatred is real
Why stand for change
You know you stand alone
A target in the crowd
Or violent drone
Ignorance is bliss
A life without...
1013 reads
4 Comments
Waking the demons
Waiting out the weeks in seclusion while emptiness touches my soul
With the softness of velvet and the color of coal
Now alone and embracing my imagination, I erupt with primal growls
Establishing a hierarchy through domination and unrelenting howls
How could I let the monster lay so dormant
...my most favorited friend
Time to wake the beast horned in adornment
And ride its wings to the end
Like the old ones, it slept beyond the reach of death
But now I call and watch the creature take a giant breath
The sleepy eye begins to open...
With the softness of velvet and the color of coal
Now alone and embracing my imagination, I erupt with primal growls
Establishing a hierarchy through domination and unrelenting howls
How could I let the monster lay so dormant
...my most favorited friend
Time to wake the beast horned in adornment
And ride its wings to the end
Like the old ones, it slept beyond the reach of death
But now I call and watch the creature take a giant breath
The sleepy eye begins to open...
958 reads
3 Comments
Pretty little drug machine
-written for the "pr3tty h8 mach1ne" comp.
The sun never rose today
Everything has gone away
Smoke is burning my eyes
What the fuck just happened here?
I rode you further down the spiral
And now I'm stuck in the teeth of life
...But in the most fragile way...
Your wretched little mind is breached
Why can't you see it my way?
You're a slave to the stars
That glitter and white gold
With snow blinded eyes
You're a frostbitten hoe
Empty inside
With hardly a soul
How quickly you slide
Out of...
The sun never rose today
Everything has gone away
Smoke is burning my eyes
What the fuck just happened here?
I rode you further down the spiral
And now I'm stuck in the teeth of life
...But in the most fragile way...
Your wretched little mind is breached
Why can't you see it my way?
You're a slave to the stars
That glitter and white gold
With snow blinded eyes
You're a frostbitten hoe
Empty inside
With hardly a soul
How quickly you slide
Out of...
920 reads
4 Comments
The Devils Puppeteer
At night I stand behind you when nobody else will
With a firm hand on your shoulder
Sending whispers which fall upon your ear
I speak with the persuasiveness that one would expect
I am the hand which holds the razor aching for your neck
And still... nothing will ever hold you so dear
Looming like a black cloud rolling in the shape of an angel
I've buried my halo to keep you from the light of it
I am a storm hanging just above you, possessive and always near
For your soul is their debt but you are my toy so long as you are here
...
With a firm hand on your shoulder
Sending whispers which fall upon your ear
I speak with the persuasiveness that one would expect
I am the hand which holds the razor aching for your neck
And still... nothing will ever hold you so dear
Looming like a black cloud rolling in the shape of an angel
I've buried my halo to keep you from the light of it
I am a storm hanging just above you, possessive and always near
For your soul is their debt but you are my toy so long as you are here
...
3426 reads
4 Comments
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