Submissions by Santana_97
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Last day you saw the light
Everyone is in danger if I can't think. Horrid images hidden behind every blink. Mutilated and desecrated cadavers fill the crime scene. What does this mean? Why am I like this? This is my drug and I am a fiend. I'm drenched in crimson, but not a scratch in sight. That's not enough, none of them tried to fight. Make it exciting, try to get away and you'll be my next canvas. Cuts that run deeper as they race down you arms. Multiple laps. I'll move you your legs after I run out of track. What's the event for this? Coloring. Blue, black, and purple. Let's see the collage this crowbar can create....
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The feeling I like the best
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I hope it's the scenarios...
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Walking asylum
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Hiding Spot
I was alone and all I had was me.
I hid where no one would look.
My thoughts.
I thought Id be safe.
But that was him talking.
Thats when I met him.
The shadow crept out of the corner and drew me in.
Circling me.
analyzing me.
"I can make you into something great"
Before he continued I already accepted my fate.
"I can feel the hatred radiate from your skin, festering anger,tantalizing rage... crippling fear"
He was the embodiment of all my horrifying thoughts, all of my maniacal fantasies.
I wanted to run, I wanted to...
I hid where no one would look.
My thoughts.
I thought Id be safe.
But that was him talking.
Thats when I met him.
The shadow crept out of the corner and drew me in.
Circling me.
analyzing me.
"I can make you into something great"
Before he continued I already accepted my fate.
"I can feel the hatred radiate from your skin, festering anger,tantalizing rage... crippling fear"
He was the embodiment of all my horrifying thoughts, all of my maniacal fantasies.
I wanted to run, I wanted to...
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Playground of the afraid
I speak nightmares in to existence.
I let my words crawl under your skin.
So deep Its separating from the flesh.
Its fist clenching, toe curling, excruciating pain.
I can smell Your fear and its drawing me in.
That scent sends shivers down my spine.
A predator is always ready for the hunt.
But a monster is always behind its prey.
Waiting for the right time.
I'm watching to see if you break under fear.
Your worst nightmare will only be just the beginning.
I want to hear your screams pierce the still silence of a pitch black midnight.
This is...
I let my words crawl under your skin.
So deep Its separating from the flesh.
Its fist clenching, toe curling, excruciating pain.
I can smell Your fear and its drawing me in.
That scent sends shivers down my spine.
A predator is always ready for the hunt.
But a monster is always behind its prey.
Waiting for the right time.
I'm watching to see if you break under fear.
Your worst nightmare will only be just the beginning.
I want to hear your screams pierce the still silence of a pitch black midnight.
This is...
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Claiming the Throne
As I descended into hysteria and madness.
I knew I was alone.
Starring at the ceiling with my back to the mattress.
Dreaming of starring into my kingdom from my throne.
Then came a voice that calmed my soul.
A vibe that weaved in and out of mine.
With her and I together my kingdom is whole.
Even through all my darkness she made me shine.
Someone that matches the jigsaw of my craziness.
Never have I found someone that can keep up with me.
She came and cleared the haziness.
How bad can her intentions be?
A crazy that matches can cause a spark....
I knew I was alone.
Starring at the ceiling with my back to the mattress.
Dreaming of starring into my kingdom from my throne.
Then came a voice that calmed my soul.
A vibe that weaved in and out of mine.
With her and I together my kingdom is whole.
Even through all my darkness she made me shine.
Someone that matches the jigsaw of my craziness.
Never have I found someone that can keep up with me.
She came and cleared the haziness.
How bad can her intentions be?
A crazy that matches can cause a spark....
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Mary Jane
I smoke this herb to keep my nerves from eating me alive. to quiet my mind, and put myself at ease. I feel the pressure and I'm beginning to crack. If I give in, let the games begin, because this vessel is ready for war. They're coming for me I know it. I'm afraid but I cant show it. I'll get them before they get me. lay them back and watch them drown in the waterfall of death. They're going to catch a charge from this car battery. You come for me? oh the audacity. You thought I was alone? I am a Trojan war horse full of demons. A walking army of darkness. They taught me how to play these...
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Into the Sunset
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next time, think...
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Welcome to the abyss
I'm the person who everyone eventually forgets. I've shared laughs, memories, and time with people, yet why do I feel so alone? My world is empty. No sign of life, not even my own. Peering through the darkness from the comfort of my throne. A king without a kingdom. The darkness is my kingdom, I control the monsters that haunt your nightmares. I sent the thoughts that attack you like a thief in the night. They are puppets under my hand. Sever the ties and the run rampid, hiding in your happy place, or right in front of your face. I will corrupt your trust and chip away at your santiy. The...
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The Ripples of Death
It's funny how death can change a person.
I don't laugh as much.
I am always angry.
Shit that made me cringe has no effect now.
Why can't I be happy again?
I feel like I was robbed!
Why is every other emotion anger or sadness.
How do I manage this much hurt.
I feel like I've been slowly ripped apart.
Stitched back together once they took my heart.
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you.
It's always the little shit too.
Whether it was something you said.
You're cough....
I don't laugh as much.
I am always angry.
Shit that made me cringe has no effect now.
Why can't I be happy again?
I feel like I was robbed!
Why is every other emotion anger or sadness.
How do I manage this much hurt.
I feel like I've been slowly ripped apart.
Stitched back together once they took my heart.
Not a day goes by where I don't think about you.
It's always the little shit too.
Whether it was something you said.
You're cough....
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