Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 10:47am
25th Jan 2025 10:47am
Them
She moves around with caution
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked...
Never knowing when "They" may appear
Anxiety has been setting in
She knows "There" real
Everyone is telling her "There" not
She'll witness "Them" from the corner of her left eye
"They" look like little children whispering
At times "They'll" look directly at her and giggle
The faces are distorted
Kind of like a blurred photograph
Several times she caught a few words "They" were saying
On some occasions "They've" asked...
#aging
#confusion
#fear
#MentalHealth
#scary
68 reads
15 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
25th Jan 2025 12:00pm
Walls, sheets, curtains, all white...
In the silence of the night shadows creep.
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
Whispers of the unknown stir the soul.
A chill descends, fingers cold and thin,
tugging at the edges of sanity.
The walls breathe a pulse within the stone.
Echoes of footsteps, unseen yet near.
Eyes in the darkness, staring, unblinking.
A presence felt, but never seen.
The air grows thick, a suffocating dread.
Heartbeat pounding like a distant drum.
A flicker of light reveals a hollow face.
Fleshless grin, frozen in eternal scream.
Hands reach from the void,...
#anxiety
#apathy
#emptiness
#ghosts
#scary
70 reads
8 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 3:08am
16th Jan 2025 3:08am
Ragpickers
"Save the last dance for me..."
I give thee my decaying peeling flesh ripe
as the tuberose, heavy perfumery leaking
from the vulva neutralizing the miasmas,
foaming, saving it for the ragpickers, like
curdled semen dripping from an abalone's
shell, crawling out of my grave, four
minutes after death
I give thee my decaying peeling flesh ripe
as the tuberose, heavy perfumery leaking
from the vulva neutralizing the miasmas,
foaming, saving it for the ragpickers, like
curdled semen dripping from an abalone's
shell, crawling out of my grave, four
minutes after death
#dark
#erotic
#scary
95 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 5:53pm
25th Jan 2025 5:53pm
The Others
As I previously mentioned she was encountering "Them"
Figures that looked and sounded like children
Lately however, she's been witnessing these "Other" figures
These figures aren't as playful and innocent as the children
"The Others", as she calls them, are harassing and menacing her, usually in the evening
"The Others" are much taller, black shadows, resembling a person
Like the children, she can't make out their faces, but a negative, icy vibe is what she feels
Several times when "The Others" come...
Figures that looked and sounded like children
Lately however, she's been witnessing these "Other" figures
These figures aren't as playful and innocent as the children
"The Others", as she calls them, are harassing and menacing her, usually in the evening
"The Others" are much taller, black shadows, resembling a person
Like the children, she can't make out their faces, but a negative, icy vibe is what she feels
Several times when "The Others" come...
#aging
#evil
#fear
#MentalHealth
#scary
66 reads
6 Comments
AfterSexDilemma
Poem Published
4th Jan 2025 7:20pm
4th Jan 2025 7:20pm
The Ring
To: Anybody
Once there was an girl that was named Samara. And she had a father who didn't care about her. So one day her mom who loves her drowned her in the dark well. And then there was a girl that was not Samara. And she had a boyfriend, basically. They watched this movie; got a call. The call said, " you will die in 7 days".
And the girl fell into the well, and was never to be seen again. Same as the boy. The end.
From, somebody.
Once there was an girl that was named Samara. And she had a father who didn't care about her. So one day her mom who loves her drowned her in the dark well. And then there was a girl that was not Samara. And she had a boyfriend, basically. They watched this movie; got a call. The call said, " you will die in 7 days".
And the girl fell into the well, and was never to be seen again. Same as the boy. The end.
From, somebody.
#nightmares
#scary
73 reads
4 Comments
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