Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
8th Sep 2024 12:02pm
8th Sep 2024 12:02pm
The Emergency
Look out!
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
They're coming for you
Who is it?
Why me??
I'm perfectly healthy
How did I get here?
What happened?
I'm on this table, motionless
I can hear & see but I can't talk or move
It's like I'm in some sort of comatose state
I can see the nurses & doctors talking but i don't see their mouths moving
They continue to look towards me
One of the nurses has this large needle
She's walking towards me
I don't like this one bit
There's no way I can stop or defend myself
Please no, don't put me to sleep!! ...
#fiction
#mystery
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
61 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Aug 2024 11:59am
25th Aug 2024 11:59am
Alice after Alice
cat over wall
moonlight over the cat
night that is already a fact
Alice grows up alone
Alice doesn't see the cat
Alice travels by jet
Alice eats vegetables
Alice hates meat
even more cat meat
Alice doesn't drink tea
doesn't even wear hats
lives on the streets
her body on the moon
Alice doesn't live now
Alice never dates
has wrinkles
lost faith
Alice is alone
like a cat
who laughs
suspended in light
laughing in the moonlight
forgotten bottle
sleeping in a bar
moonlight over the cat
night that is already a fact
Alice grows up alone
Alice doesn't see the cat
Alice travels by jet
Alice eats vegetables
Alice hates meat
even more cat meat
Alice doesn't drink tea
doesn't even wear hats
lives on the streets
her body on the moon
Alice doesn't live now
Alice never dates
has wrinkles
lost faith
Alice is alone
like a cat
who laughs
suspended in light
laughing in the moonlight
forgotten bottle
sleeping in a bar
#alcohol
#anxiety
#honesty
#scary
#temptation
66 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
23rd Aug 2024 3:18pm
23rd Aug 2024 3:18pm
Flesh Cargo
In the anatomy of my flesh's cargo
clogging my mind's cobblestones
a shadow trailing over cold rocks
riding shotgun in my casket
from the moon's blood-red womb
like a hunchback cleaning their nails
analyzing my worn-out shoes
in the anatomy of my flesh's cargo
clogging my mind's cobblestones
a shadow trailing over cold rocks
riding shotgun in my casket
from the moon's blood-red womb
like a hunchback cleaning their nails
analyzing my worn-out shoes
in the anatomy of my flesh's cargo
#dark
#horror
#scary
96 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
17th Aug 2024 12:54pm
17th Aug 2024 12:54pm
Skull, the Helldresser
In a twilight salon
where shadows fall.
Death awaits
the hairdresser for the ball.
With scissors sharp
and combs of bone.
He whispers softly
“You’re not alone.”
His touch is gentle
his gaze serene.
A master of the unseen.
Locks of life he trims with care.
Preparing you for the grand affair.
“Tonight,” he says
“you’ll shine so bright
a star amidst the velvet night.”
With every snip a memory fades.
Yet beauty in the mirror stays.
He builds a crown of silver threads.
A...
where shadows fall.
Death awaits
the hairdresser for the ball.
With scissors sharp
and combs of bone.
He whispers softly
“You’re not alone.”
His touch is gentle
his gaze serene.
A master of the unseen.
Locks of life he trims with care.
Preparing you for the grand affair.
“Tonight,” he says
“you’ll shine so bright
a star amidst the velvet night.”
With every snip a memory fades.
Yet beauty in the mirror stays.
He builds a crown of silver threads.
A...
#anxiety
#mirror
#nightmares
#scary
#shadows
97 reads
8 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
15th Aug 2024 2:00am
15th Aug 2024 2:00am
Night's Embrace
To thee I must confide a somber tale,
That shadows deep and dark do hold my heart
In twilight's grasp, where light and dreams unveil,
I dwell within the gloom, ne'er to depart
The night enfolds me in its velvet cloak,
Where phantoms drift and whispered secrets stay
Within the dusk, where once bright hopes are broke,
I find a refuge, far from light’s array
No sun’s embrace nor dawn’s inviting gleam,
Shall coax me forth from shadow’s hidden lair
In darkness’ grasp, my soul doth weave its dream,
And in the gloom, I...
That shadows deep and dark do hold my heart
In twilight's grasp, where light and dreams unveil,
I dwell within the gloom, ne'er to depart
The night enfolds me in its velvet cloak,
Where phantoms drift and whispered secrets stay
Within the dusk, where once bright hopes are broke,
I find a refuge, far from light’s array
No sun’s embrace nor dawn’s inviting gleam,
Shall coax me forth from shadow’s hidden lair
In darkness’ grasp, my soul doth weave its dream,
And in the gloom, I...
#dark
#rhyming
#scary
#SelfReflection
#WilliamShakespeare
56 reads
0 Comments
a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
13th Aug 2024 10:16pm
13th Aug 2024 10:16pm
Young turtle
The young turtle does not know
That her mother preserved her
Because she wanted to eat her egg
And if she knew she would not care anyway
In a cold, cold universe.
That her mother preserved her
Because she wanted to eat her egg
And if she knew she would not care anyway
In a cold, cold universe.
#scary
63 reads
2 Comments
Dre_k47
AnDre James
AnDre James
Poem Published
12th Aug 2024 10:52pm
12th Aug 2024 10:52pm
Is This The Freedom
In the crucible of striving, we've toiled for gain,
Yet mere wealth won't redeem our collective pain.
Our bodies bear scars of ages of strife,
Traded now for brands, commodifying life.
Through battles fought and sectors led,
Taxes paid, still conditional dread.
"Free," they say, with a cautionary tone,
Freedom promised, yet chains not overthrown.
Postponed to the afterlife, this elusive prize,
We demand it now, beneath the open skies.
No more waiting for rights to be endowed,
We reclaim our voice, bold and unbowed. ...
Yet mere wealth won't redeem our collective pain.
Our bodies bear scars of ages of strife,
Traded now for brands, commodifying life.
Through battles fought and sectors led,
Taxes paid, still conditional dread.
"Free," they say, with a cautionary tone,
Freedom promised, yet chains not overthrown.
Postponed to the afterlife, this elusive prize,
We demand it now, beneath the open skies.
No more waiting for rights to be endowed,
We reclaim our voice, bold and unbowed. ...
#dreams
#freedom
#scary
97 reads
Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
12th Aug 2024 4:24pm
12th Aug 2024 4:24pm
The Clock Tower Hillshire Pt 2
#dark
#horror
#scary #ShortStory
#scary #ShortStory
31 reads
0 Comments
Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
11th Aug 2024 10:17pm
11th Aug 2024 10:17pm
The Clock Tower Hillshire Pt 1
#dark
#horror
#narrative
#scary
#ShortStory
33 reads
0 Comments
Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
11th Aug 2024 10:09pm
11th Aug 2024 10:09pm
The Woodland Burrows
#anxiety
#night
#nightmares #scary
#nightmares #scary
46 reads
0 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
11th Aug 2024 5:59pm
11th Aug 2024 5:59pm
O Alice
I caught her over the shoulder glance
her chase me look,
and in a trance
through the looking glass was led
all steamed up, jeez I'm gonna get cooked,
but, instantaneously back to front
inside out, dying I bled,
O Alice you rotten cun...
her chase me look,
and in a trance
through the looking glass was led
all steamed up, jeez I'm gonna get cooked,
but, instantaneously back to front
inside out, dying I bled,
O Alice you rotten cun...
#minimalist
#scary
74 reads
1 Comment
Dreamer4ever1979
Poem Published
10th Aug 2024 2:24am
10th Aug 2024 2:24am
Beach House
The scene unfolds on sand,
yellowish brown and tossed all around.
The sound of waves slams the rocks surrounding,
wooden pieces that form a house.
Beach house sits atop this place of scenery displayed.
Two stories tall encompassed by white picket walls and
a porch that wraps around.
Upon entering the door, a sense of silence
becomes known.
The opening room is filled with sky high views,
comfortable seating, and liquor bar to boot.
All seems well settling into this luxury,
till darkness falls on this beauty. ...
yellowish brown and tossed all around.
The sound of waves slams the rocks surrounding,
wooden pieces that form a house.
Beach house sits atop this place of scenery displayed.
Two stories tall encompassed by white picket walls and
a porch that wraps around.
Upon entering the door, a sense of silence
becomes known.
The opening room is filled with sky high views,
comfortable seating, and liquor bar to boot.
All seems well settling into this luxury,
till darkness falls on this beauty. ...
#beach
#dark
#home #scary
#home #scary
56 reads
0 Comments
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