Submissions by Peganghoul20 (Paganghoul3)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
16th Feb 2018 00:21am
16th Feb 2018 00:21am
I wish I hadn't pleaded guilty.
Straight jacket therapy has no effect when you're body is slowly decaying along side your mind.
The walls hush my pitiful whimpering that pours from my mouth in the dead of night.
I want to go back home,home to my dead parents who kept me company with their random noises when the house got a little too quiet.
The food sucks ass,the nurse has a huge rack and she knows it,The other patients piss me off with their poking and prodding.
They force me to read a chapter from the Bible so that I may be "saved".I've started to tear off pages and use them...
The walls hush my pitiful whimpering that pours from my mouth in the dead of night.
I want to go back home,home to my dead parents who kept me company with their random noises when the house got a little too quiet.
The food sucks ass,the nurse has a huge rack and she knows it,The other patients piss me off with their poking and prodding.
They force me to read a chapter from the Bible so that I may be "saved".I've started to tear off pages and use them...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jan 2018 2:32am
31st Jan 2018 2:32am
Crawling out of my grave, one memory at a time.
From the darkest depths of my family's ruins I found a god.Raven black hair and smug smirk stretched across his face.
He held out his hand for me to grasp onto.He helped me to my feet and planted a tender kiss upon my forehead.
He asked me to follow him into my childhood home,a worrying expression on his face.
There stood my beaten mother with my bastard father looming over her.I wanted to go after him and take him to the ground.
Just as I took my first step I found myself on in my old bedroom with a pen and notebook in hand.My guide asked me to...
He held out his hand for me to grasp onto.He helped me to my feet and planted a tender kiss upon my forehead.
He asked me to follow him into my childhood home,a worrying expression on his face.
There stood my beaten mother with my bastard father looming over her.I wanted to go after him and take him to the ground.
Just as I took my first step I found myself on in my old bedroom with a pen and notebook in hand.My guide asked me to...
#death
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Jan 2018 10:34pm
25th Jan 2018 10:34pm
Agalmatophilia
High heels are made for braking your neck on your way to letting your stud inside.
Fucking without feeling, feeling the need to fuck and nothing more.
Lips meeting plastic with a painted expression of love.Red mixing with white for a perfect money shot.
Soulless soulmates knocking boots for the whole neighborhood to hear.
Onesided love with no winners.Your love of plastic is sick.
Fucking without feeling, feeling the need to fuck and nothing more.
Lips meeting plastic with a painted expression of love.Red mixing with white for a perfect money shot.
Soulless soulmates knocking boots for the whole neighborhood to hear.
Onesided love with no winners.Your love of plastic is sick.
#PopCulture
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2018 4:10am
11th Jan 2018 4:10am
Become famous for us.
Street trash or shameful fellow, your all apart of the pop culture parade.
Society loves to film you,suck you off,and then cut you off in front of our very eyes.
Your the best writing material and the worst type of person to let talk.
kill you're self but make sure that you notify the local news so they can get the scoop when they find you remains.
Get famous so you can fall apart,I'll call MTV and make sure you get a half hour episode.
The world loves a story's of success but,they get there rocks off when they hear stories of faliure. ...
Society loves to film you,suck you off,and then cut you off in front of our very eyes.
Your the best writing material and the worst type of person to let talk.
kill you're self but make sure that you notify the local news so they can get the scoop when they find you remains.
Get famous so you can fall apart,I'll call MTV and make sure you get a half hour episode.
The world loves a story's of success but,they get there rocks off when they hear stories of faliure. ...
#anger
#LifeStruggles
#humankind
#frustration
#inequality
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2018 3:52am
11th Jan 2018 3:52am
The end and the beginning.
Black star of man and pale pearl of the cosmos embrace and become one.
Graceful mother of Of rebellion see me through this coming storm.
Give me sight so that I may pleasure myself upon seeing the release of seal seven.
Five princess from the abyss, come and make your might known among all.
On this day god shall fear man like no other can.Bring your pawns and knights to join the slaughter.
Salvete hominibus my old Master.Your rule has come to an end.
For the wisdom of the one shall always be stronger than the blindness of...
Graceful mother of Of rebellion see me through this coming storm.
Give me sight so that I may pleasure myself upon seeing the release of seal seven.
Five princess from the abyss, come and make your might known among all.
On this day god shall fear man like no other can.Bring your pawns and knights to join the slaughter.
Salvete hominibus my old Master.Your rule has come to an end.
For the wisdom of the one shall always be stronger than the blindness of...
#dark
#shadows
#faith
#fate
#spiritual
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Jan 2018 11:32pm
9th Jan 2018 11:32pm
The road to rebirth is paved in darkness
Reborn under the black sun with the world at my Bec and call once more.
No vessel for the virus of faith to eat and deform.With the wrath of fire I set God alight.
My will burns fiercely in this shroud of darkness with no sign of weakness.
Love to my mate,death to my vice and dignity above humility.
For in my shadow stands no man or woman as refrain from standing in theirs.
A new God stands before you here and now.
No vessel for the virus of faith to eat and deform.With the wrath of fire I set God alight.
My will burns fiercely in this shroud of darkness with no sign of weakness.
Love to my mate,death to my vice and dignity above humility.
For in my shadow stands no man or woman as refrain from standing in theirs.
A new God stands before you here and now.
#dark
#gothic
#shadows
#tragedy
#suffering
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Dec 2017 4:01am
28th Dec 2017 4:01am
Complex 2004
The stench of stale cigarette smoke filling the hallway for the second night in a row.
The screaming of that crack whore echoing throughout the complex,not long before sirens follow.
The same twenty-something's drinking beer outside my neighbors door talking about their "plans" again.
I just want this head ache to go away and another Reece cup from the the fridge cubby.No where to be and no where I would rather be.
This apartment gives me my daily dose of reality TV to laugh at.Everyone is clueless and filled with false glory.
I can't...
The screaming of that crack whore echoing throughout the complex,not long before sirens follow.
The same twenty-something's drinking beer outside my neighbors door talking about their "plans" again.
I just want this head ache to go away and another Reece cup from the the fridge cubby.No where to be and no where I would rather be.
This apartment gives me my daily dose of reality TV to laugh at.Everyone is clueless and filled with false glory.
I can't...
#PopCulture
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Dec 2017 3:25am
28th Dec 2017 3:25am
Solis radius unus
sinister whispering from within my closet begs for my company once more.
Shouting from next door following the sound of shattered glass.I don't want to imagine what the residents looks like.
A arm thrown around me in the middle of the night with no one attached to it.
The twisted body's of a young boy after a bad wreck fills me with excitement in the pit of my stomach.
Ants in my sugar bowl or maybe worms in the apples?
I cant decide which will ruin this morning for me.Heres a third option,the sound of police knocking on my door after...
Shouting from next door following the sound of shattered glass.I don't want to imagine what the residents looks like.
A arm thrown around me in the middle of the night with no one attached to it.
The twisted body's of a young boy after a bad wreck fills me with excitement in the pit of my stomach.
Ants in my sugar bowl or maybe worms in the apples?
I cant decide which will ruin this morning for me.Heres a third option,the sound of police knocking on my door after...
#anger
#nature
#MentalHealth
#myself
#CallToAction
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Dec 2017 3:42am
26th Dec 2017 3:42am
Rebirth of a modern day goddess.
Release yourself from that disgusting flesh child and open your mind to the power of your soul.
Gifts from the darkest corners of your suppressed nature shall rush forth under the black sky.
Pain shall die,fear shall die,god shall die in you just as you have died in him.You shall be Christsand a new my sweet Nyx.
Only the light of the moon shall caress your lavender kissed skin for as long as you shall live.
Gifts from the darkest corners of your suppressed nature shall rush forth under the black sky.
Pain shall die,fear shall die,god shall die in you just as you have died in him.You shall be Christsand a new my sweet Nyx.
Only the light of the moon shall caress your lavender kissed skin for as long as you shall live.
#dark
#gothic
#shadows
#fiction
#SelfReflection
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Dec 2017 2:28am
26th Dec 2017 2:28am
Living art is for the soul
Roll the camera's and just forget the script,burn it immediately we are going in raw.
Vomit meaning into every line that pops into your head and bring it to life with your words.
Abort the cliche child of the greats and give birth to something new and unorthodox for the world to worship the same way they did Christ.
When the camera stops you keep going,when I say cut continue to create connections without weak spots.
This is for you and no one else my love's.Free your souls simultaneously till you reach climax.
Take a bow for yourself and...
Vomit meaning into every line that pops into your head and bring it to life with your words.
Abort the cliche child of the greats and give birth to something new and unorthodox for the world to worship the same way they did Christ.
When the camera stops you keep going,when I say cut continue to create connections without weak spots.
This is for you and no one else my love's.Free your souls simultaneously till you reach climax.
Take a bow for yourself and...
#LifeAsAWriter
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