Preventing Disaster II by deathdrivetyler, literature
Literature
Preventing Disaster II
Happier me and happier people around me. Or for the ultimate self-destructive path that will carve my life just like those scars in my stomach. I'm thinking about it more seriously now that i'm lightheaded and have nothing to hold me back. I want this to end as bad as possible. Or in a way i would've never thought. Like i would expect the unexpected. A car stops at the red light. I stab the driver and hijack the car, driving towards nowhere. I don't know where i'm going. But i've taken an important decision for me. I should hijack the car inside my head and travel to nowhere. Just me and the dead, slowly rotting, driver flying through the ci
Preventing Disaster III by deathdrivetyler, literature
Literature
Preventing Disaster III
The guy responsible for this whole irreversible mess, BLACK. His sadistic smile is vicarious of the twisted phycosynthetic constuction dressed in ink covered flesh. Seeing your dreams come true is a truly wonderful thing. Well...sometimes not. If your dreams consist of killings, suffering and pain of other people, it's better to die without fulfilling them. It's a perfect moment and as all perfect things in life, this one has to end as well. Blinking buttons and lame music. The elevator reached the top. 666th floor. His classy shoes step outside, making a really notable sound. His suit and tie are being attacked by the breeze on tp of the
Preventing Disaster by deathdrivetyler, literature
Literature
Preventing Disaster
I've gotten used to it after all. Just another lonely walk in same streets which unfold infront of me like the fears that grip me. Wandering around, travelling in places with no people at them. I fulfill my lungs with fresh snog as i inhale the last hit from my cigarette. Kinda dizzy *burps* and following weird patterns of my weak knees. Which travel me to unknown, already visited journeys. Demons by my side keeping company and offering me some food for thought. The same ones who always were there when i wasn't. I'm thinking about all the mistakes i've made, the problems i've caused, the pain i gave birth to and raised up seeing him grow ov
Something is clearly wrong, but what is it,
This smell is overwhelming, as the putrid pong of decay surrounds me,
The blood, the bile, the intestines; another evil has risen from the pit,
Westmarch is under siege; I must set them free.
The stone, the savior, Hells salvation must be near,
Evil signs overtake the soul,
Eternal conflict lines Satan’s dreams, legends cannot fear,
Silence still, moralities enemies watch as sins take their toll.
There I stand, and see, the fallen ones rise,
The dark angel grows strong, and his reapers worse,
His blade of sorrow steals a life, my faith shudders at his might,
Questions I ponder deep, my s
Help me please; protect me, as these shadows close,
Oh, what have I done, cleanse my darkest darkened heart.
The eyes! Stop…no! The eyes!
Staring deep within the bounds of my soul,
Why me, why now, why?
The screams grow louder as the howling winds grow,
Swallow me whole, silence my cries,
Bury me alive, inside these walls; entomb me by your side.
Midnight nears, hear the echoes of bells?
Fetid flesh binds every move; every quiver,
Scarlet tears, sips of blood, the oceans swell,
Your whispers call, heartbeats shiver,
Something is coming, something from the well,
Save me, do not allow me to die alone!
The aging stones hide the illi
“The skulls, not the skull, th-th-they are eating him!”
“What George, no way!” John said, “They must be mutating… We must find a lab!”
“I do not know about you, but any type of shelter would be perfect right now,” Richard said.
“Oh God, they are sharing him; engulfing him,” George sobbed. “Those maggot lovers are drinking his blood!”
The revolting sea was indeed devouring him; his screams for assistance drowned by the disturbing sound of his meat being torn apart. They tore him limb from limb until his divine grey was unveiled for the mass. They were fighting ea
Embracing Sin (NaPoWriMo -Day 30) by mmihalko13, literature
Literature
Embracing Sin (NaPoWriMo -Day 30)
Turn the corner
Close the door
Do not let her in
The moon grows cold
Sun shifts into the moon
The scarlet countess grows thin
Blood in the chalice
Organs adorn the floor
If you give in to desire, you cannot win
The candles grow dark
Her touch feels pure
You give in to ecstasy, become one with sin
Who are you, my vision of beauty?
You still seem so familiar to me
I feel as if I can sense your every move
Experience your every fear
I can see you standing there
Trembling at the horrid sight before you
Did one of my brothers do that?
Do I need to ask?
Alas, the bridge to the promised land
Our union… Our destiny… Our reality ahead
I saw this in one of your dreams dear
The yellow towers rising from the depths of the rapids
The dark mouth opening ahead of me
It is just as you described… It is perfect
Where are you taking me?
Why am I following you?
There it is again… My hunger
Others must be closing in
I must…
Gabrielle
Darling Gabrielle
Where are you dear?
Why aren’t you here in my arms?
My heart races at the simple thought of holding you
Finally completing the unholy bond we share
Our one soul
Our one pulse echoing through the night
Our one love spanning eternity
With every step I take, you are here
Your warm tears calling me
Passion burning deep within your loins
Waiting for my touch to soothe your every pain
To wipe the sorrow from your pale beauty
Over the horizon, I can see you still
Searching for a savior
Let me be the one
Crucify me with your anguish
Damn it… Who…
The other is near
I can smell her… That scentR