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Polished and refined,
With death I have found
A life below ground
A place I can call mine
Destruction and evil deeds
A breeding of pure hate
Is all that I can create
Out of all these heartless seeds

I punch them in
To the deep sullen dirt
Water them with vengeance
And a sprinkling of hurt
Tonight is the night
I find what dwells below
I don't have a key
But I can bargain with my soul
As I place it into these seeds
I am but reeds in the grass
I'm letting go
Only Heaven knows
The blackness of Hell's wrath

I plant my lifeless soul in this plot
To groom it as it grows
So slowly that nobody knows
It's the place the devil goes to rot
Watered with tears, warmed with fire
And as time stands still, never changing
This fruition of evil continues growing
Until the depths of hell can go no higher

Then it will bloom
A flowering gloom
Growing out of control
The ground will harden
In this here garden
Fertilized by my soul
Day follows night,

Follows fear,

Follows fright,

Follows you,

Follows right,

Fear the day,

Dread the night.
Blinded with the horribly sweet feeling of violence
Brutality released with a mighty rage
Can't see, humanity feeling so alien and distant
Only sensing blood spilling on my flesh and
******* screams supercharged with terror

As the rightful inner self gains power
I start to awaken, eyes rolling forward, back into position
I drift back from spiritual chaos and into consciousness
Reality hits me with* the force of a train
Identity, mental stability, cognitive ability, all regained
First moment a last dose of relief
Second full of confusion

Third a living hell

Soft warm light fills the living room
Revealing white walls sloppily painted in red
A massive TV set slammed on its face at the ground
Broken glass, a pool of blood and a hand underneath
Dismembered corpses, broken furniture and bones lay around
A gap in the stone wall, a skinned half-eaten body lies outside with the rubble and dirt
Suddenly I realize my stomach is a little too full
The smell of stale blood, the foul stench of death
Drilling through my nose
The silence too loud for me to bear
My family rotting right in front of my eyes

I cringe in shock and disbelief
Totally clueless about the destruction surrounding me
I look down at my red and wet hands
A huge knife in one hand, a patch of skin in the other
The patch of skin looked familiar
Too familiar
I look at the broken ****** mirror above where my little sister lies dead
A red figure stares back at me with half a face

As I'm about to break into tears
I break into a splitting headache instead
A headache like no other
My nails becoming as sharp as the razors cutting up my brain
Nausea, sweat, pain, anxiety, all at once, amplified
My own screams start to terrify me
Drowning in insanity, blindness, and evil
This is the end
Identity, mental stability, cognitive ability, all lost
With no trace, vanished for good

Unleashed from the human experience
I break out of the window, into the night
Cracks forming in the glass like the black roots of evil thriving through my being
Equipped with an unquenchable thirst for bloodshed

I need my fix

Immortal
Indestructible
Supernaturally powerful
Possessed
Running on all fours fast through the night
For the next ****
For mankind is my enemy now


AND MY ENEMIES GET EXTERMINATED
This one's ****** I know, and quite morbid too

— The End —