Submissions by Peganghoul20 (Paganghoul3)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2018 8:22pm
20th Jun 2018 8:22pm
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The flowers cut short mid bloom,left to parish on my doorstep.
Your scent seeping under my bedroom door drawing me closer.
Hiding under my bed waiting for the footsteps to fade into the background.
Crying with dry eyes as you begged me to stay for just a little while longer.
Moth caught in a spiders web.
Web of lies and copper wire.
Babe beaten within a inch of your short life.
preparing the thinking of the beautiful outcome.
Your scent seeping under my bedroom door drawing me closer.
Hiding under my bed waiting for the footsteps to fade into the background.
Crying with dry eyes as you begged me to stay for just a little while longer.
Moth caught in a spiders web.
Web of lies and copper wire.
Babe beaten within a inch of your short life.
preparing the thinking of the beautiful outcome.
#sadness
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jun 2018 3:00am
8th Jun 2018 3:00am
Day after day.
Sometimes I think about grabbing my pistol and laying it softly on my tongue and close my eyes.
Thinking and thinking, wishing I could just shut my brain down for an hour or two.
Day to day downers pulling me closer to ending it all but somehow something always pulls me back to safety.
I try to pick up my pen without tears flowing down my cheeks.I try and try to put in the effort to create something beautiful but to no avail.
I take another look in the mirror resisting the urge to put my fist through it.
Sleeps not cutting it,I can only...
Thinking and thinking, wishing I could just shut my brain down for an hour or two.
Day to day downers pulling me closer to ending it all but somehow something always pulls me back to safety.
I try to pick up my pen without tears flowing down my cheeks.I try and try to put in the effort to create something beautiful but to no avail.
I take another look in the mirror resisting the urge to put my fist through it.
Sleeps not cutting it,I can only...
#sadness
#dark
#SelfReflection
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2018 4:45am
3rd Jun 2018 4:45am
Let's talk.
I'm putting up my machete and hockey mask for a few minutes so I can be honest while I still have your attention.
I was drowning in your ocean of paranoia and propaganda.I desperately looked for a way to float above the bullshit.
Look me in my eyes while I still have the patience to resist stabbing you in yours...sorry about that I forget we where working on our problem.
You lied about loosing my child while said child was long dead in your mind.If you don't mind me asking do you want me to scrape out your brain matter after I send your head flying into the...
I was drowning in your ocean of paranoia and propaganda.I desperately looked for a way to float above the bullshit.
Look me in my eyes while I still have the patience to resist stabbing you in yours...sorry about that I forget we where working on our problem.
You lied about loosing my child while said child was long dead in your mind.If you don't mind me asking do you want me to scrape out your brain matter after I send your head flying into the...
#sadness
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
7th May 2018 10:45pm
7th May 2018 10:45pm
Boogyman
I'm hiding under your bed with more blades then Deadpool waiting to see just a peek of your cute little feet.
Mom and dad running into your room just as i was preparing to separate your head from your shoulders.
Shoulders,head,knees and toes stuffed into my briefcase as I leap out the window like spring heeled jack.
Spring out on your mom while she's in the kitchen making a late night snack and make a snack out of her.
Can't your dad Jacking off in the shower as I watch him from the ceiling like a black daddy long legs.
Long silence as he...
Mom and dad running into your room just as i was preparing to separate your head from your shoulders.
Shoulders,head,knees and toes stuffed into my briefcase as I leap out the window like spring heeled jack.
Spring out on your mom while she's in the kitchen making a late night snack and make a snack out of her.
Can't your dad Jacking off in the shower as I watch him from the ceiling like a black daddy long legs.
Long silence as he...
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
7th May 2018 7:32pm
7th May 2018 7:32pm
Praise be on to us.
reck havoc on this earthly kingdom so that I may create a new one that shall never fall,shall never be forgotten.
Burn the holy scripture in the face of the Hippocratic establishment that pushes you deeper into the mud.
I walk with a blade of cleansing fire, Beheading and burning all who demand man to be grateful for the piss of god.
Rise!
Stand above the sheep and weaklings.
Shout!
Let your mighty voice of self praise be heard by all.
Crush and scatter the status of the false prophets.
Think and question...
Burn the holy scripture in the face of the Hippocratic establishment that pushes you deeper into the mud.
I walk with a blade of cleansing fire, Beheading and burning all who demand man to be grateful for the piss of god.
Rise!
Stand above the sheep and weaklings.
Shout!
Let your mighty voice of self praise be heard by all.
Crush and scatter the status of the false prophets.
Think and question...
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
5th May 2018 4:23am
5th May 2018 4:23am
Michael the cannibal
Clarice come closer so that I can get a better look at that pretty milk skin of yours.
I've been around the world savoring the taste of all types of people,Africans, Japanese, Russian and of course American teens.
Brain,liver, kidney,kids,mom's,the elderly store owners, using their Cain's as skewers when I sharpen them to a point while I watch them bleed out.
I.Q off the charts just like my kill count.Count the number of missing children from 1997 to 2017 and you will see my claims are quite accurate.
Dressed up as the janitor so I could get closer...
I've been around the world savoring the taste of all types of people,Africans, Japanese, Russian and of course American teens.
Brain,liver, kidney,kids,mom's,the elderly store owners, using their Cain's as skewers when I sharpen them to a point while I watch them bleed out.
I.Q off the charts just like my kill count.Count the number of missing children from 1997 to 2017 and you will see my claims are quite accurate.
Dressed up as the janitor so I could get closer...
#dark
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DARK POEM
Published
5th May 2018 4:21am
5th May 2018 4:21am
Slug filled sisters.
Twins laying on their sides as I press the barrel of my 9 against the head of the shortest one as my nerves get even shorter.
Police sirens setting off my Spidey senses as I contemplate if I should unload into these two gorgeous girls.
Muffled moaning staring to piss me off, as I turn off the safety that I prepared for my safety when thoughts of suicide flashed in my mind.
I grit my teeth and pull the trigger quickly not looking back to see if all witnesses have been wiped clean as I run for the hills to hide from the public eye.
Troopers on my...
Police sirens setting off my Spidey senses as I contemplate if I should unload into these two gorgeous girls.
Muffled moaning staring to piss me off, as I turn off the safety that I prepared for my safety when thoughts of suicide flashed in my mind.
I grit my teeth and pull the trigger quickly not looking back to see if all witnesses have been wiped clean as I run for the hills to hide from the public eye.
Troopers on my...
#murder
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DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2018 7:58pm
4th May 2018 7:58pm
Strangler.
Taken from behind with a start as the air starts to leave your lungs.
Scratching and kicking until they kick the bucket,no savior to prevent me from taking your life out of sight of the public eye.
Eyes meet as they realize there dead meat and about to meet what ever god let them stumble into my eye of sight.
Sight faiding and the sound of choking beginning to fade as I deliver lower back blows with my knee.
Pretty little thing in knee highs about to experiencing new heights of suffering, little things,
her tugging and moaning still...
Scratching and kicking until they kick the bucket,no savior to prevent me from taking your life out of sight of the public eye.
Eyes meet as they realize there dead meat and about to meet what ever god let them stumble into my eye of sight.
Sight faiding and the sound of choking beginning to fade as I deliver lower back blows with my knee.
Pretty little thing in knee highs about to experiencing new heights of suffering, little things,
her tugging and moaning still...
#death
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DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2018 7:56pm
4th May 2018 7:56pm
desecration of a corpse.
#murder
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd May 2018 2:01pm
2nd May 2018 2:01pm
Disney princesses in the big city
Leaving the tower for a better life only to find herself fighting for survival.
The kingdoms economy is in the shitter with the poor selling the use of their shitters on the corner just for a few coins.
Rapunzel finds herself Picking up a job working as a pizza delivery girl.
Mulan and Merida moved into a studio apartment that gets more domestic abuse calls then the home of a NFL linebacker.
The seven dwarves have all been given life without parole for putting a certain beauty to sleep.
The big city will turn any princess into a...
The kingdoms economy is in the shitter with the poor selling the use of their shitters on the corner just for a few coins.
Rapunzel finds herself Picking up a job working as a pizza delivery girl.
Mulan and Merida moved into a studio apartment that gets more domestic abuse calls then the home of a NFL linebacker.
The seven dwarves have all been given life without parole for putting a certain beauty to sleep.
The big city will turn any princess into a...
#dark
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd May 2018 4:39am
2nd May 2018 4:39am
I could write.
I could create something that can tip the scales of your heart and raise the feather above all the hurt.
Or I could write you a disaster and send a hurricane your way.Dont underestimate the power of my pen.
Your eyes make me want to hold you forever and breakdown.
Your scowl makes me want to lock myself away and forget that you ever looked at me in such a way.
I could write you a poem with the ink of my soul. I could sing with the voice of a Angel.
I could fill my notebooks with thousands of stories depicting our adventures these past...
Or I could write you a disaster and send a hurricane your way.Dont underestimate the power of my pen.
Your eyes make me want to hold you forever and breakdown.
Your scowl makes me want to lock myself away and forget that you ever looked at me in such a way.
I could write you a poem with the ink of my soul. I could sing with the voice of a Angel.
I could fill my notebooks with thousands of stories depicting our adventures these past...
#love
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