Submissions by crimsin (Unveiling)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my ink comes from the heart and sometimes a dark mind
Looking In
Looking in
Am I an angel
Or devil kin.
I see beauty and light within me
But hide behind a mask of darkness
This being popular, right?
I see my soul
Truly, i'm made of both
Dark and light.
I've tried but over this disparity
I seem to have no control
This makes me fear for my soul.
Looking in
I see vast unchained imagination
Others use theirs for evil, are my words such devistation?
I feel my guilt
Maybe my guts
Shouldn't be spilled.
...
Am I an angel
Or devil kin.
I see beauty and light within me
But hide behind a mask of darkness
This being popular, right?
I see my soul
Truly, i'm made of both
Dark and light.
I've tried but over this disparity
I seem to have no control
This makes me fear for my soul.
Looking in
I see vast unchained imagination
Others use theirs for evil, are my words such devistation?
I feel my guilt
Maybe my guts
Shouldn't be spilled.
...
1188 reads
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Mind f**k

1796 reads
14 Comments
Anxiety-updated
I have deep anxiety
I shared demented thoughts
That are so very private to me.
I'm dark and light
My soul twisted and uptight
Some thoughts should never see the light.
I am a gentle being
Who hears demonic fantasies
They won'tleave me alone, unless I appease them sexually.
Giving in and entertaining idea's
That will never see the light of day
I'm not the aggressor,
In theseperverted dreams but the victim
What is it in me that...
I shared demented thoughts
That are so very private to me.
I'm dark and light
My soul twisted and uptight
Some thoughts should never see the light.
I am a gentle being
Who hears demonic fantasies
They won'tleave me alone, unless I appease them sexually.
Giving in and entertaining idea's
That will never see the light of day
I'm not the aggressor,
In theseperverted dreams but the victim
What is it in me that...
1135 reads
9 Comments
The Moon
My muse went to visit the moon today
I couldn't follow her
A dark ray took her far away.
She is addicted to the moon
And his giving light
She loves to run and play, feasting off his energy.
Leaving me sleepless and alone, eight months later
I can still feel the pull of the moon, got me addicted to the spoon
Then left me in this wordless cocoon.
"Come to the moon and visit me"
My muse is calling
"Were having a party".
I must obstain, refrain
Find my words to express my pain ...
I couldn't follow her
A dark ray took her far away.
She is addicted to the moon
And his giving light
She loves to run and play, feasting off his energy.
Leaving me sleepless and alone, eight months later
I can still feel the pull of the moon, got me addicted to the spoon
Then left me in this wordless cocoon.
"Come to the moon and visit me"
My muse is calling
"Were having a party".
I must obstain, refrain
Find my words to express my pain ...
1510 reads
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In The End
Anxiety building today
My soul bound and chained
I had a nightmare about Ted Bundy last night.
He was quite scary in person
I tried to flee him but in mynightmare my soul couldn't shake him
Maybe it's a warning to me not to encouragemy twisted fantasies
Because in the end reality isn't a dream.
It's a nightmare from which you can not awake
It's a dark place where demonic forces torture
Take your will to survive, with no where to hide.
I don't want to meet eternal death ...
My soul bound and chained
I had a nightmare about Ted Bundy last night.
He was quite scary in person
I tried to flee him but in mynightmare my soul couldn't shake him
Maybe it's a warning to me not to encouragemy twisted fantasies
Because in the end reality isn't a dream.
It's a nightmare from which you can not awake
It's a dark place where demonic forces torture
Take your will to survive, with no where to hide.
I don't want to meet eternal death ...
1101 reads
9 Comments
The Keys
The keys to my heart
Thrown in the abyss
Left discarded.
Pain picked them up
Entered my soul
Fed me torture, despair.
I turned from the light
On this day
I wouldn't be played the fool again.
I would don a mask of hate
For my soul to be toyed with so cruelly
Evil must be my true mate.
It never discarded my heart, my soul
Never starved me
Fedme thepain, that kept me going.
Never asked me to be anything but...
Thrown in the abyss
Left discarded.
Pain picked them up
Entered my soul
Fed me torture, despair.
I turned from the light
On this day
I wouldn't be played the fool again.
I would don a mask of hate
For my soul to be toyed with so cruelly
Evil must be my true mate.
It never discarded my heart, my soul
Never starved me
Fedme thepain, that kept me going.
Never asked me to be anything but...
1041 reads
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Lucid Nightmare
The dream begins easlily enough
Sun shining, people laughing
Familiar places.
Then your perception begins to skew
Shaping it's self according to your mood
The lucid nightmare has you.
Faces begin to elongate
Teeth become sharp
Eyes shiny and dark.
They chase me down alleys
Through city streests i've never seen
Thedemons sometimes appear as loved ones.
Though you know it's not them by their bark
You realize this is only a dream
You turn and see you have wings.
The demons barking...
Sun shining, people laughing
Familiar places.
Then your perception begins to skew
Shaping it's self according to your mood
The lucid nightmare has you.
Faces begin to elongate
Teeth become sharp
Eyes shiny and dark.
They chase me down alleys
Through city streests i've never seen
Thedemons sometimes appear as loved ones.
Though you know it's not them by their bark
You realize this is only a dream
You turn and see you have wings.
The demons barking...
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Hell
I'm afraid i'm going to hell
Demons talk to me
Are with me always.
I don't like torture and despair
But they come at me with fantasies
I can't control it isn't fair.
Turn me on with ideas that
Would turn my stomach
In real life.
I've prayed and prayed
But they won't go away
I know they can't wait to get there hands on me.
The fantasies they inspire
I know what they plan for me
I try so hard.
Though there seems to be evil in me
I used to think I was light
Until...
Demons talk to me
Are with me always.
I don't like torture and despair
But they come at me with fantasies
I can't control it isn't fair.
Turn me on with ideas that
Would turn my stomach
In real life.
I've prayed and prayed
But they won't go away
I know they can't wait to get there hands on me.
The fantasies they inspire
I know what they plan for me
I try so hard.
Though there seems to be evil in me
I used to think I was light
Until...
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A Writer Writes
A writer writes always
They say but does it reflect the soul?
I wish I could ask Edgar Allan Poe
He wrote of darkness and despair.
Is that to say his soul wasn't fair?
I say nay, He was a beautiful poet reciting the knock, knock, knocking of evil at his door.
What of writers today?
Stephen King writes about evil's sting
Does that make him a monster?
Or someone who is listening
Channeling imagination.
All is not light in this world
We have the sun and moon
To inspire and delight.
No soul...
They say but does it reflect the soul?
I wish I could ask Edgar Allan Poe
He wrote of darkness and despair.
Is that to say his soul wasn't fair?
I say nay, He was a beautiful poet reciting the knock, knock, knocking of evil at his door.
What of writers today?
Stephen King writes about evil's sting
Does that make him a monster?
Or someone who is listening
Channeling imagination.
All is not light in this world
We have the sun and moon
To inspire and delight.
No soul...
#LifeAsAWriter
1220 reads
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Goth Girl
Her long black hair
A dark veil over her pale white skin.
Her painted black lips
A warning, an invitation to taste what's within.
Her silver piercings on her lips
So inticing, come close she's in the mood for biting.
Spiked heels and black fishnet stalkings
She turns heads but she keeps walking.
The moon shimmering on her
She's in her glory, a dark queen,
A goddess she is
She keeps walking.
Seeking her dark lord
Soon in his embrace she will be.
His caresses so sweet, his kisses so deep
Could only...
A dark veil over her pale white skin.
Her painted black lips
A warning, an invitation to taste what's within.
Her silver piercings on her lips
So inticing, come close she's in the mood for biting.
Spiked heels and black fishnet stalkings
She turns heads but she keeps walking.
The moon shimmering on her
She's in her glory, a dark queen,
A goddess she is
She keeps walking.
Seeking her dark lord
Soon in his embrace she will be.
His caresses so sweet, his kisses so deep
Could only...
3461 reads
33 Comments
Spiral Staircase
Withdrawing, descending
Down a spiral staircase
Reflecting shades of grey
Mechanical voices echoing
Off the walls of my fortress
Retreating into myself
I am at rest
In this state of solitude.
The walls blacken
As I reach the depths of my cell
This is where my shadows dwell
Flickering and fading
Just out of sight
I curl myself into a ball and grow spikes
The fight is on
One for my life
Inner turmoil, outside strife
Down the...
Down a spiral staircase
Reflecting shades of grey
Mechanical voices echoing
Off the walls of my fortress
Retreating into myself
I am at rest
In this state of solitude.
The walls blacken
As I reach the depths of my cell
This is where my shadows dwell
Flickering and fading
Just out of sight
I curl myself into a ball and grow spikes
The fight is on
One for my life
Inner turmoil, outside strife
Down the...
1495 reads
12 Comments
She Wears Her Black Wings With Pride
She wears her black wings with pride
Where once they were a brilliant white
Now they are dark as night.
She has traveled the mortal realm
Helping men, women and children
Anyway she can.
This world being so dark and twisted
Her wings began to tarnish
She doesn't want her white wings back.
She wears her black wings
As a four star general would
They are a badge of honor.
She has fought humanties wars
For centuries untold
At one time an innocent.
Now she is a warrior
Who will take down any opponent
She...
Where once they were a brilliant white
Now they are dark as night.
She has traveled the mortal realm
Helping men, women and children
Anyway she can.
This world being so dark and twisted
Her wings began to tarnish
She doesn't want her white wings back.
She wears her black wings
As a four star general would
They are a badge of honor.
She has fought humanties wars
For centuries untold
At one time an innocent.
Now she is a warrior
Who will take down any opponent
She...
1328 reads
10 Comments
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