Submissions by slayer69
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
25th Oct 2012 9:35am
25th Oct 2012 9:35am
Twist, Slit, Dress, Stitch
Twist me up inside
make my day my night,
always feeling
like I'm drowning
twist me up inside.
Slit my wrists and find
take me in your stride,
always dying
in my mind, no light
slit my wrists and find.
Dress me up tonight
make me feel alright
my make ups running,
its not funny,
dress me up tonight.
Stitch me to your side
make me beg for life
I'm not sleeping
for this whole week if you,
stitch me to your side.
make my day my night,
always feeling
like I'm drowning
twist me up inside.
Slit my wrists and find
take me in your stride,
always dying
in my mind, no light
slit my wrists and find.
Dress me up tonight
make me feel alright
my make ups running,
its not funny,
dress me up tonight.
Stitch me to your side
make me beg for life
I'm not sleeping
for this whole week if you,
stitch me to your side.
668 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Oct 2012 12:12pm
21st Oct 2012 12:12pm
Marilyn f**king Manson
720 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Oct 2012 10:50pm
20th Oct 2012 10:50pm
Obey
1.Lets not fuck nor fight,
but fight the urge of our own attraction.
2.Lets not look to the light,
and not get distracted from the system.
3.Lets forbid our own feelings,
in order to follow a path not our own.
4.Lets place faith in those that feed us,
although they feed us cancers, division and loans.
5.Lets worship the few,
while confusion affects the masses.
6.Lets work within this system in unison,
and help impose the certainties of death and taxes.
but fight the urge of our own attraction.
2.Lets not look to the light,
and not get distracted from the system.
3.Lets forbid our own feelings,
in order to follow a path not our own.
4.Lets place faith in those that feed us,
although they feed us cancers, division and loans.
5.Lets worship the few,
while confusion affects the masses.
6.Lets work within this system in unison,
and help impose the certainties of death and taxes.
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 8:42am
18th Oct 2012 8:42am
The Jesus Deception
Careful what you call me society,
from birth I was a stray.
Survived abortion,
from a mother that was a virgin contortionist.
Infected by rays of the sun,
during a peak in it's periodical lust.
I walk amongst you but exist elsewhere,
longing for death being only met with despair.
I' am a re creation of an imitation,
sent to capture you fools.
Make you believe but a lie,
while truth for the chosen gets taught in mystery schools.
They feed off of your energy,
and exist outside visible light.
So you stupid fucks that worship me,...
from birth I was a stray.
Survived abortion,
from a mother that was a virgin contortionist.
Infected by rays of the sun,
during a peak in it's periodical lust.
I walk amongst you but exist elsewhere,
longing for death being only met with despair.
I' am a re creation of an imitation,
sent to capture you fools.
Make you believe but a lie,
while truth for the chosen gets taught in mystery schools.
They feed off of your energy,
and exist outside visible light.
So you stupid fucks that worship me,...
742 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 1:34pm
7th Oct 2012 1:34pm
Descent
Say goodbye to gravity as we fall
into the realms of insanity.
Where lost souls rejoice for the
death of reality,
and words are tainted with hate
from these victims of anarchy.
We live in this hell,
and death is a fallacy.
Just an escape into a tortured
infinity.
All we have left is creativity in all
its eccentricity.
Expressed in ways which endeavour
to save us from an ever repeating
history.
into the realms of insanity.
Where lost souls rejoice for the
death of reality,
and words are tainted with hate
from these victims of anarchy.
We live in this hell,
and death is a fallacy.
Just an escape into a tortured
infinity.
All we have left is creativity in all
its eccentricity.
Expressed in ways which endeavour
to save us from an ever repeating
history.
842 reads
2 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
26th Sep 2012 7:17am
26th Sep 2012 7:17am
Ruby (from the vault)
Pulse, pulse, pulse you're my distant ghost,
and right now I need you the most.
Need your warmth in a bed so cold, my own spirit
to hold and you could feed my host.
But you're nowhere to be found and no one has
seen you around, I feel so alone like I am six
feet under the ground, taking in my last breath,
and making my last sounds.
Well there is room for you here so come down......
I hope you found your peace, unpacked your suitcases
of grief.
Burnt it all on a cliff to a wind that blows east.
I wonder did you slay your beast, then...
and right now I need you the most.
Need your warmth in a bed so cold, my own spirit
to hold and you could feed my host.
But you're nowhere to be found and no one has
seen you around, I feel so alone like I am six
feet under the ground, taking in my last breath,
and making my last sounds.
Well there is room for you here so come down......
I hope you found your peace, unpacked your suitcases
of grief.
Burnt it all on a cliff to a wind that blows east.
I wonder did you slay your beast, then...
736 reads
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
26th Sep 2012 6:05am
26th Sep 2012 6:05am
Self Imposed Existence
We are all one,
yet we stand divided.
Trapped in a sense of self,
no longer united.
We have created this reality,
not at least through our perception of time.
Manipulated into believing,
that we exist outside of our own minds.
Life is an illusion,
and we are a manifestation of ourselves.
Waking up from this delusion,
is like crawling through the fires of hell.
yet we stand divided.
Trapped in a sense of self,
no longer united.
We have created this reality,
not at least through our perception of time.
Manipulated into believing,
that we exist outside of our own minds.
Life is an illusion,
and we are a manifestation of ourselves.
Waking up from this delusion,
is like crawling through the fires of hell.
791 reads
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