Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:29am
Yesterday 11:29am
All Work & No Play...
Jack arrives at the overlook hotel
Last caretaker killed his family and himself
Built on the site of a native burial ground
Snowed in during the long winter's bound.....
Here's Johnny!
Danny, Jack's son, starts to foresee and "shine"
Room 237, curiosity bruised his spine.....
Wendy getting nervous, Jack prone to violent outbursts
Lloyd the bartender to quench his killing thirst....
All work - and no play.....Makes Jack a dull boy
All work - and no play.....Makes Jack a dull boy (repeat 100x)
Danny...
Last caretaker killed his family and himself
Built on the site of a native burial ground
Snowed in during the long winter's bound.....
Here's Johnny!
Danny, Jack's son, starts to foresee and "shine"
Room 237, curiosity bruised his spine.....
Wendy getting nervous, Jack prone to violent outbursts
Lloyd the bartender to quench his killing thirst....
All work - and no play.....Makes Jack a dull boy
All work - and no play.....Makes Jack a dull boy (repeat 100x)
Danny...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#PopCulture
#scary
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:21am
Yesterday 11:21am
Only in Texas
Mask, stitched out, of human skin
Cannibal, murderer, threatened......
Using bones, of victims and prey
Chainsaw, main weapon, to slay
There - is nothing - under - the mask
Leatherface!!!!!!
Cow-killer, in a meat, factory
Will do - what they tell him - to do
Deformed, at first, a victim of pain
Grave-robbing, deranged..........
There - is nothing - under - the mask
Leatherface!!!!!!
Killing in - self defense - mental innocence.....
Showing fear - when people draw near.....
And enter his...
Cannibal, murderer, threatened......
Using bones, of victims and prey
Chainsaw, main weapon, to slay
There - is nothing - under - the mask
Leatherface!!!!!!
Cow-killer, in a meat, factory
Will do - what they tell him - to do
Deformed, at first, a victim of pain
Grave-robbing, deranged..........
There - is nothing - under - the mask
Leatherface!!!!!!
Killing in - self defense - mental innocence.....
Showing fear - when people draw near.....
And enter his...
#dark
#evil
#horror
#PopCulture
#scary
34 reads
6 Comments
michaelslove2
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:12am
Yesterday 10:12am
The Ravine
The Ravine
A bloody night.
Do not listen to the gurgling screams
of the bodies lying at the bottom of the ravine.
Instead, close the window with a SLAM
to silence the damned.
Close the curtains should you not spy
the red eye looking in of a soul climbed
from the ravine.
Lie in bed in mockery.
You know you will not sleep.
Hear the “creakkk, creakkk, creakkk creak”
of the old, wooden stairway generations now in your blood.
It tries to tell you in its own, special way,
“someone is here! Someone...
A bloody night.
Do not listen to the gurgling screams
of the bodies lying at the bottom of the ravine.
Instead, close the window with a SLAM
to silence the damned.
Close the curtains should you not spy
the red eye looking in of a soul climbed
from the ravine.
Lie in bed in mockery.
You know you will not sleep.
Hear the “creakkk, creakkk, creakkk creak”
of the old, wooden stairway generations now in your blood.
It tries to tell you in its own, special way,
“someone is here! Someone...
#dark
#Halloween
#scary
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
5th Oct 2024 1:11pm
5th Oct 2024 1:11pm
Wooded Vales and Howling Winds
The wind is old in the wooded vales
its voice a rusted knife
it carves the air in fragile tones
where twilight sleeps with life
A shape has stirred; you see it not
but feel its ancient crawl
in breaths between the withered leaves
where shadows rise and fall
The trees are brittle silhouettes
they strain, they stoop, they stare
but it’s the wind, the wind alone
that presses through the air
Or is it? For something darker hums
a lull beneath its cry
A hunch, a sense, a phantom brush
of wings that...
its voice a rusted knife
it carves the air in fragile tones
where twilight sleeps with life
A shape has stirred; you see it not
but feel its ancient crawl
in breaths between the withered leaves
where shadows rise and fall
The trees are brittle silhouettes
they strain, they stoop, they stare
but it’s the wind, the wind alone
that presses through the air
Or is it? For something darker hums
a lull beneath its cry
A hunch, a sense, a phantom brush
of wings that...
#dark
#forest
#scary #wind
#scary #wind
46 reads
2 Comments
wallyroo92
Poem Published
1st Oct 2024 9:31pm
1st Oct 2024 9:31pm
Infestation of the Bawdy Snatchers
They don’t lurk in the shadows like they used to
Instead, they hide behind a device with prying eyes
Closely watching their every step, move and action
Sometimes approaching them with convincing lies
Oftentimes they cast a net with maliciously intent
As a young innocent victim falls for their trap
And much to their horror they find themselves
Fighting to find what they lost by a click in a snap
But then I sound the warning horn from the deep
Scanning the figures that fell all the way through
And with calculations I sit there in...
Instead, they hide behind a device with prying eyes
Closely watching their every step, move and action
Sometimes approaching them with convincing lies
Oftentimes they cast a net with maliciously intent
As a young innocent victim falls for their trap
And much to their horror they find themselves
Fighting to find what they lost by a click in a snap
But then I sound the warning horn from the deep
Scanning the figures that fell all the way through
And with calculations I sit there in...
#job
#scary
84 reads
3 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
30th Sep 2024 4:52pm
30th Sep 2024 4:52pm
Scapino
The new flats built on Eagle Street were semi-luxurious and advertised as being for "young professionals". Previously it had been a council property and used to house needy families as well as other "problem cases" that the local authorities felt obliged to deal with, including addicts and recently released prisoners. There was a scandal two years before the council sold the premises when the tenants of one flat murdered a young man whom they'd brought home from a nightclub. One of the killers was a collector of clown memorabilia and seemed especially fond of a persona...
#evil
#ghosts
#horror #scary
#horror #scary
97 reads
3 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 11:37am
26th Sep 2024 11:37am
Witching Hour
The following spell is well known
It's effects are severe, but still unknown:
Cloven Hoof
Rat Paste
Spider Eyes
Skin Waste
Hemlock Herbs
Leg Veins
Tender Heart
Babies Brains
Cat Nails
Bat Paint
Holy Water
Flesh of a Saint
Cow Teeth
Nose Hairs
Dog Whiskers
One claw from a Bear
Rejoice as you mix them together
Pluck the dove of it's white feathers
You never could have listened
The result was always meant to be the same
Did you use it as intended? ...
It's effects are severe, but still unknown:
Cloven Hoof
Rat Paste
Spider Eyes
Skin Waste
Hemlock Herbs
Leg Veins
Tender Heart
Babies Brains
Cat Nails
Bat Paint
Holy Water
Flesh of a Saint
Cow Teeth
Nose Hairs
Dog Whiskers
One claw from a Bear
Rejoice as you mix them together
Pluck the dove of it's white feathers
You never could have listened
The result was always meant to be the same
Did you use it as intended? ...
#dark
#evil
#fiction
#horror
#scary
85 reads
8 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
26th Sep 2024 10:20am
26th Sep 2024 10:20am
Kill It, Kill It Now
Once upon a midnight dreary, I sat frozen, weak and weary
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
Fingers clenched in silent terror at the scratching on the floor
Through the night the sound was creeping, as if something foul was seeping
From a world where death lay sleeping—sleeping just outside my door
"Is it madness?" I did whisper, "Is it something to ignore?"
Still, it scratched—and nothing more
Cold the air grew, thick with rancor, filling me with some great anchor
That weighed my soul in dread and panic, shaking me to my core
Could it be a thing of...
#dark
#death
#EdgarAllanPoe
#monsters
#scary
92 reads
4 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Sep 2024 1:02am
25th Sep 2024 1:02am
Nightmares await under the blackest skies
Summer approaches, clear blue skies
Camp filling up, as the silence dies
Young and innocent, here to have fun
Not even knowing their lives will be done
No way, no way to escape!!
No chance, no chance in hell!!
Waters are calm, don't disturb the peace
Awaking evil that lurks and creeps
It lives in the woods, it hunts, it feeds
It's not amused by young lovers deeds
One by one, they'll meet their creator
Straight from the mind of the mutilator
Cat and mouse game in full progress
Death will be the only outcome ...
Camp filling up, as the silence dies
Young and innocent, here to have fun
Not even knowing their lives will be done
No way, no way to escape!!
No chance, no chance in hell!!
Waters are calm, don't disturb the peace
Awaking evil that lurks and creeps
It lives in the woods, it hunts, it feeds
It's not amused by young lovers deeds
One by one, they'll meet their creator
Straight from the mind of the mutilator
Cat and mouse game in full progress
Death will be the only outcome ...
#fiction
#horror
#murder
#rhyming
#scary
83 reads
8 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 00:16am
22nd Sep 2024 00:16am
Dreamscapes Out of Consciousness
Shadowed realms where dreams distort
He wanders through a twisted court
A place where reason fades away
And sanity begins to fray
The skies above are never still
They twist and churn, a hungry will
While fractured moons drift high and low
Casting light that doesn't glow
In these dreamscapes, cold and vast
A presence lingers, slow, steadfast
It pads behind him, soft and sly
Unnamed thing with gleaming eye
Rotted fur an endless night,
Its form a whisper just in sight
A creature that defies all sound ...
He wanders through a twisted court
A place where reason fades away
And sanity begins to fray
The skies above are never still
They twist and churn, a hungry will
While fractured moons drift high and low
Casting light that doesn't glow
In these dreamscapes, cold and vast
A presence lingers, slow, steadfast
It pads behind him, soft and sly
Unnamed thing with gleaming eye
Rotted fur an endless night,
Its form a whisper just in sight
A creature that defies all sound ...
#dark
#dreams
#fear
#nightmares
#scary
66 reads
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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
83 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
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