Submissions by behindthebehemoth
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Feb 2017 8:08am
11th Feb 2017 8:08am
I told him to wait up
He knew my pace and I knew his.
He saw me slow and laughed to himself.
I herd him do it ,I know he did.
Up we went higher and higher.
He knew I was sore and thirsty.
My arms were shaky and my body was tired.
I began to think about a urban legend.
Higher he went and farther I got.
I thought of the beast with the arms of seven.
I saw him reach the top and watched him look over.
I smiled to my self, it's almost over.
I told him to wait up.
Down he shouted "move your...
He saw me slow and laughed to himself.
I herd him do it ,I know he did.
Up we went higher and higher.
He knew I was sore and thirsty.
My arms were shaky and my body was tired.
I began to think about a urban legend.
Higher he went and farther I got.
I thought of the beast with the arms of seven.
I saw him reach the top and watched him look over.
I smiled to my self, it's almost over.
I told him to wait up.
Down he shouted "move your...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2017 7:43am
11th Feb 2017 7:43am
Ugly bitch.
The soft hand reaching out from the screen to caress your drooping face.
Every morning you take a hammer to your bedroom mirror.screaming.
You step on the fallen shards with your eyes fixed solely on the ceiling.
"Ugly bitch."
Lipstick and blush.
Nail polish and eye shadow
Fingers, once again, down your raw, acid eaten, throat.
"Ugly bitch"
"Fat fucking cow"
Your walls covered up by pictures of modern day beauty goddess.
Hahaha.
Go on and devour your self-esteem further. ...
Every morning you take a hammer to your bedroom mirror.screaming.
You step on the fallen shards with your eyes fixed solely on the ceiling.
"Ugly bitch."
Lipstick and blush.
Nail polish and eye shadow
Fingers, once again, down your raw, acid eaten, throat.
"Ugly bitch"
"Fat fucking cow"
Your walls covered up by pictures of modern day beauty goddess.
Hahaha.
Go on and devour your self-esteem further. ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Feb 2017 1:08am
10th Feb 2017 1:08am
Forbidden fruit.
You took her away from the pure and silky white walls of her bedroom into your rough arms.
Mind ablaze with blinding lust and need.Ripping her gown to shreds and breaking her flesh , grinding down her will.
Locking her in place.grounded like Excalibur in the stone.Her tears coming forth just as you do.
A monster born of carnal wrath.Born in the essence of Aphrodite.However, not as beautiful or graceful.
Now you are forever chained down in a chasm filled with the corpses of broken v girls.
Deprived of their purity by beasts like...
Mind ablaze with blinding lust and need.Ripping her gown to shreds and breaking her flesh , grinding down her will.
Locking her in place.grounded like Excalibur in the stone.Her tears coming forth just as you do.
A monster born of carnal wrath.Born in the essence of Aphrodite.However, not as beautiful or graceful.
Now you are forever chained down in a chasm filled with the corpses of broken v girls.
Deprived of their purity by beasts like...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Feb 2017 00:45am
10th Feb 2017 00:45am
Weeping older brother.
I watched from afar as you fell from your throne.
I called out your name as you slowly lost your sight. On your 16th birthday.
Your resolve on your 17th
Your mind on your 18th.
Brother, you where a wolf pup with a deadly bite.
Now your teeth are jagged and dull.
Your eyes once Sharp and full are dead and unfocused.
You call out for me as the noose creeps around your neck.
As your body sways and rocks just like the trees around me now.I can't help but shed a tear over your defeat.
A defeat that...
I called out your name as you slowly lost your sight. On your 16th birthday.
Your resolve on your 17th
Your mind on your 18th.
Brother, you where a wolf pup with a deadly bite.
Now your teeth are jagged and dull.
Your eyes once Sharp and full are dead and unfocused.
You call out for me as the noose creeps around your neck.
As your body sways and rocks just like the trees around me now.I can't help but shed a tear over your defeat.
A defeat that...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2017 6:11am
18th Jan 2017 6:11am
A forced feeding.
How much do you know about that pill in your hand?
The lyrics flowing from your headphones and the government you support?
I have no answers only questions and that fillis me with dread.
Could I be trained to become a weapon without ever knowing?
You could.
We all could.
I could be using what I type on here to put images in your mind.I don't even need to add a picture.
I'm just Kidding.
As far as you know I could be lying.
Funny enough that's how it all starts.
That's how I was first...
The lyrics flowing from your headphones and the government you support?
I have no answers only questions and that fillis me with dread.
Could I be trained to become a weapon without ever knowing?
You could.
We all could.
I could be using what I type on here to put images in your mind.I don't even need to add a picture.
I'm just Kidding.
As far as you know I could be lying.
Funny enough that's how it all starts.
That's how I was first...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2017 6:00am
16th Jan 2017 6:00am
F10
All of this is true.
I currently work at a house where I work with people with mental and developmental disabilities.
There are two houses known as f10 and f18.I work at f10 with one other person and 3 clients.
For the sake of privacy I'll call them MM,CT and CA who is the subject of my story.Now, CA is wheelchair bound for the most part.
Sometimes when he needs his "needs" to be met he will completely turn around in his wheelchair.Our houses have 3 surveillance cameras that watch us.
On August 12th of 2016 CA had turned himself around...
I currently work at a house where I work with people with mental and developmental disabilities.
There are two houses known as f10 and f18.I work at f10 with one other person and 3 clients.
For the sake of privacy I'll call them MM,CT and CA who is the subject of my story.Now, CA is wheelchair bound for the most part.
Sometimes when he needs his "needs" to be met he will completely turn around in his wheelchair.Our houses have 3 surveillance cameras that watch us.
On August 12th of 2016 CA had turned himself around...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Jan 2017 6:24am
15th Jan 2017 6:24am
ypoc.
Your a semi-copy of who u look up to.
Never to be the son or daughter.
I am only A semi-clone of Lavey.
She will die a clone Of Swift.
You are a clone Of the actress and artists only "you" truly know.
Will you ever move the paper idol out of your way?
Find the key in your mother's womb.
A time before the massive exposure ripped it from your hands.
Do u want to create or recreate?
I implore you to delete the copy within.
Fresh clay can never be pierced.
You will not find...
Never to be the son or daughter.
I am only A semi-clone of Lavey.
She will die a clone Of Swift.
You are a clone Of the actress and artists only "you" truly know.
Will you ever move the paper idol out of your way?
Find the key in your mother's womb.
A time before the massive exposure ripped it from your hands.
Do u want to create or recreate?
I implore you to delete the copy within.
Fresh clay can never be pierced.
You will not find...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jan 2017 6:42am
14th Jan 2017 6:42am
I see it.
In my world the beast stares down at me as I stare back.
I only saw color but not what lay behind it.
It is here.Ready to devour all that I am.
Ready to chew on my skull and roast my intestines.
I see my own pity about to finish me.
Piercing me with blue eyes.Never did I think that you were responsible for bringing this color into my ounce,clear, bright world
I only saw color but not what lay behind it.
It is here.Ready to devour all that I am.
Ready to chew on my skull and roast my intestines.
I see my own pity about to finish me.
Piercing me with blue eyes.Never did I think that you were responsible for bringing this color into my ounce,clear, bright world
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jan 2017 6:25am
14th Jan 2017 6:25am
blue.
Don't ask me.
I can't tell you
It's here but I can't grab it.
Somehow you seem to know this.
You won't tell me will you?
I don't feel perky today.I won't tomorrow.
Love, I know you can see it clearly.
Yet, here I am straining my eyes in the dark.
Blue.
This is the color of your eyes and my new world.
I can't believe the one color I love so much is slowly killing me.
I can't tell you
It's here but I can't grab it.
Somehow you seem to know this.
You won't tell me will you?
I don't feel perky today.I won't tomorrow.
Love, I know you can see it clearly.
Yet, here I am straining my eyes in the dark.
Blue.
This is the color of your eyes and my new world.
I can't believe the one color I love so much is slowly killing me.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jan 2017 3:45am
4th Jan 2017 3:45am
From rough to snuff.
Kiss me and give me the forbidden fruit I longed for.
Raven black hair.the perfect blood sponge.
Hand on your flower,knife on the table.
One quick move and everything has changed.
Hand on my tool as u rummage through the tool box.
A slap to the face and a gag between my lips.
I'm filled with excitement when I glimpse the screw driver in your hand.
Down.
Right into my thigh and right over the edge I go.
Glossy eyes and a leaking hole.
I try to ask for more but to no avail.
From moan to...
Raven black hair.the perfect blood sponge.
Hand on your flower,knife on the table.
One quick move and everything has changed.
Hand on my tool as u rummage through the tool box.
A slap to the face and a gag between my lips.
I'm filled with excitement when I glimpse the screw driver in your hand.
Down.
Right into my thigh and right over the edge I go.
Glossy eyes and a leaking hole.
I try to ask for more but to no avail.
From moan to...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Dec 2016 4:50am
25th Dec 2016 4:50am
cycle without end.
The screams of birth echoing throughout the land.Eyes opening for the first time.
Growing and learning.Crying out of joy and misery.
Smiles of pride and sinister intentions.
As one begins to walk, one learns through pain and instinct.
As one lusts they will later learn to love another as well.
Rising high and falling hard.
Finding the "one" and creating many.
Then the great change.
Slowing and falling fast.
First the flesh then the mind.
Leaving behind the lips you once longed to kiss when you...
Growing and learning.Crying out of joy and misery.
Smiles of pride and sinister intentions.
As one begins to walk, one learns through pain and instinct.
As one lusts they will later learn to love another as well.
Rising high and falling hard.
Finding the "one" and creating many.
Then the great change.
Slowing and falling fast.
First the flesh then the mind.
Leaving behind the lips you once longed to kiss when you...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
21st Dec 2016 6:15am
21st Dec 2016 6:15am
Doll house
When I was 6 my mom bought me a doll house.It wasn't exactly big but it had enough room to hold the 3 dolls inside of it.
I shortly grew to love the dolls and even named them.Short and red headed Mary.
Tall and blond Sarah and one one armed Sally.
Now that I think about it I should have gotten rid of Sally immediately.You see I was a bit of a perfectionist freak, however, the somewhat pitiful look on Sallys face stopped me from trashing her on the spot.
One night I was watching spongebob with my brother Carlos.Carlos hatred dolls and I knew once he saw my doll...
I shortly grew to love the dolls and even named them.Short and red headed Mary.
Tall and blond Sarah and one one armed Sally.
Now that I think about it I should have gotten rid of Sally immediately.You see I was a bit of a perfectionist freak, however, the somewhat pitiful look on Sallys face stopped me from trashing her on the spot.
One night I was watching spongebob with my brother Carlos.Carlos hatred dolls and I knew once he saw my doll...
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