Eliana-Knight
40/F/Australia
I am wiccan, i love that life is chaos but its balanced, both positive & negative & one cannot be without the other, i embrace the strange & unusual, it makes life so intriguing. I enjoy reading & writing poetry & i am fascinated with the macabre.
I remember I was at a friend’s party, drinking & smoking ****
It was also the first time I used speed
I decided to go home, I knew I shouldn’t drive
But I did, it was a lovely evening around five
I know I shouldn’t go over the speed limit, but I wanted to go home quickly
Because I started feeling rather sickly
I became distracted when I got a message on my phone
It was a second, & then all of a sudden, I hit something that felt like a large stone
I looked back in the mirror & there was a blooded body on the road
I raced off because I knew I would be in trouble, a shitload
I get home turn on the news, nothing, maybe it was the speed, it was an hallucination
And maybe my soul won’t be cast down to damnation
The next day my nightmare began
The **** has hit the fan
They are saying it was a hit & run
A mother & Father cry for their dead son
I have never been so confused, so scared in all my life
It’s like I'm balancing on the tip of a knife
Dear Lord, what have I done?!
I get on my knees & pray
The guilt starts to eat away
He had a name, Michael, i know for my sins I must pay
As the remorse has me enslaved
So with all the money I saved
And with a note sent to Michaels parents admitting my sin
I put the tight noose around my neck; it feels itchy against my skin
Can I really go through with this?
Just one kick & ill go into the eternal abyss
I have to do it, I may be young, but I know you can't live with so much guilt
It eats away & you begin to slowly wilt
After a few deep breaths, I kick the chair
Its not like in the movies, was my thought as I struggled midair
My eyes blur & everything is starting to fade
I then turned my mind on all of the misdeeds I've made
Thoughts & memories of my family as I succumb into the nothingness
My soul starts to depart as I slowly lose consciousness
I start to feel good; I begin to relax & no longer afraid
I know the dept can never be repaid
Now that I'm decease
I hope the guy’s parents find some peace.
Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 4:51 AM UTC
There was a couple vacationing in Mexico
***** and Beau
They are all about animals and nature
After a street artist did their caricature
They decided to go for a walk on the beach
When ***** looked out at the water she gave a screech
There in the small distance was a little dog drowning
No one on the beach cared, which had Beau & ***** frowning
Beau rushed in & saved the little guy
Glad that the dog didn’t die
They took him back to their cabin to dry
And get him fed
***** decided to call him Ted
He even slept with them in their bed
When they would take him for a walk
The Mexican people gave them a look of shock
And would start to low talk
The vacation was coming to an end
But they couldn’t part with Ted he was their friend
So they decided to take him back with them
But he needed to see a vet first before he could come
They took him to a vet who went nuts & kicked them out
Which left them wondering, what the hell was that all about?
They tried another vet, who saw Ted
After looking at him, the vet said
“I'm sorry to be the one to tell you this Mr & Mrs Schemata”
“But that's not a dog, that's an enorme rata!”
Based On An Urban Legend
Apr 5, 2025
Apr 5, 2025 at 4:36 AM UTC
The Unprincipled Psychopath
Highly narcissistic and delights in wrecking vengeance through humiliation
They love to exploit and abuse other people, gives them a sense of elation
And they genuinely enjoy the anguish they create
Full of green envy and spoiled hate
they are no longer useful and then demolished and discarded with no guilt
The motto, “Do unto others before they do unto you.” Is what their whole world is built
The Disingenuous Psychopath
The disingenuous psychopath enjoys popularity and a great social façade
Able to charm those around them initially but eventually people see the fraud
Long-term intimate relationships are next to impossible due to their unreliability
Seething with resentment, and a tendency to plot against others with no sense of nobility
View life as only one of us can win, and it’s going to be me, they don’t believe in teams
Rationalize all of their heinous behavior, and expect others to appreciate their cunning schemes
The Risk-Taking Psychopath
The rush they get when they take risks and fighting or dueling with a stranger
Thriving on a steady diet of dangerous & treacherous living, always like to be in danger
convinced that they are invincible, view others who will not take the same risks as weak & inept
Their lack of reliability and responsibility is central to their character & expect others to just accept
Lack any understanding or concern for how their dangerous actions affect those around them
All that matters is the thrill of the game that’s their lifes motto, where their thinking stems.
The Covetous Or Envious Psychopath
Envy and revenge are there central characteristic
They are self-indulgent and are extremely exhibitionistic
Often have little concern for the people they exploit and deceive
Immoral, cruel acts, taking what’s theirs in the first place is what they believe
May become crocked business people, to succeed they will do anything they see fit
Their true sense of pleasure comes from taking what they want rather than earning it
The Spineless Psychopath
Viewing themselves as the victims, defenceless and weak
will strike out first against others in a counter phobic effort is what they will seek
They project a false bravado and want desperately for others to see them as invincible
And their motto “not to be messed with.” A façade they believe is convincible
Drawn to militaristic groups that prey on the innocent enthusiastically
They bully and victimize to soothe their own fears of inadequacy.
The Paranoid Psychopath
Is suspicious of everything and everyone, usually there's no reason
May be potential dangerous if threat of exposure is imminent or feelings of treason
Often accuse others of wrong-doing, and will never accept responsibility
Their features frequently blend with those of the disorder paranoid personality disability
It doesn't matter whether they made the mess or not, someone else must take the blame
To underline these features is a ruthless desire to vindicate themselves is their main game
The Quiet Psychopath
Socially withdrawn, often ***** unkempt, odd thinking is observed
Occasionally insecure and irresolute, perhaps even faint hearted, cowardly & reserved
Psychopathic aggression, when present, represents a paradoxical response to felt dangers and fears
Intended to show others that their not anxious or weak, withholding & never showing any tears
These personalities will commit if not now then in future a violent act, hiding their hatefulness
Projecting hostile fantasies, they feel it is best to strike first, thereby to forestall their antagonists
The Charmer Or Soulmate Psychopath
Coming on strong, sweep us off our feet, says they have the same interests, wants to marry quickly
Appear helpful, comforting by their feigned 'idealization' of us, worming their way into your heart slickly
Is aware that you will be drawn closer by their relaxing aura and lack of inhibitions essentially
But it never lasts, their true colours show, Jekyll always turns into Hyde eventually
He will talk to a woman who is interested in poetry about poetry, doesn't care about it but will quote a poet
She will take interest in a man's work though she doesn't really care but charm him with her interest & knows it
The Violent Psychopath
Tyrannical desires is their willingness to go out of the way to be unmerciful and inhumane
Calculating & cool, they are selective in their choice of victims, truly diabolically insane
They display a high level of abusiveness & intimidation, to show power as they attack
As identifying individuals who are likely to submit rather than to react back
These individuals derive deep satisfaction in creating suffering and in seeing its effect
Inflicting emotional, verbal & physical cruelty, they view you as a subject.
The Explosive Psychopath
They are ruled by the unpredictable and sudden emergence of hostility
These "adult tantrums," characterized by uncontrollable rage & emotional instability
Explosive behavior erupts precipitously, its intensive nature can be identified But not constrained
Thwarted or threatened, they respond in a volatile and hurtful way, making relationships strained
Abrupt change that has overtaken, saying unforgivable things & striking unforgettable blows
Outbursts to discharge pent-up feelings of humiliation, degradation, unable to self-compose
The ****** Psychopath
Display an impulsive hypersexuality and frequently expresses a polymorphic ****** range
*********** promiscuity, incestual tendencies, perversions & the forbiddingly strange
Takes a predatory approach towards their targets with a stalking behaviour they form
Their ****** aim will be to dominate, use, control & subjugate another person is how they perform
Their motto "I just take what's available." That’s their way of thinking when they torment
Targets are young & the elderly, both genders, they are often targeted for *** without consent.
The Liar Psychopath
Pathological liar, will lie for no reason at all, usually skilful but sometimes fails to remember the lie
Will agree to anything then turn around and do just the opposite, they don’t even know why
These psychopaths never lie because lying is not a relevant issue for them, completely in denial
Legal agreements and normal social protocol mean nothing to them, they would lie in a trial
What's convenient, what comes to their mind never figures out 'Is that now really true, or not'?
The idea or image of truth doesn't exist with them and can become violent if the lie is caught.
Apr 3, 2025
Apr 3, 2025 at 10:19 PM UTC
She is so sweet and nice
Always ready to give beneficial advice
The height of posh society
Not an ounce of impropriety
Everything a lady should be
She is courteous and kind
A lady refined
She is never heard
To utter a disrespectful word
According to all, she is perfection
And doesn’t draw attention
But as the sun sets & the moon arises
She takes off her disguises
In her room she sits alone
Where her true self is shown
Her sweet, lady-like, smile
The smile of a crocodile
She is cruel to the core
Greedy, always wanting more
Every advice is with malice intent
Her staff members live in torment
For if they even give the slightest glance
They are whipped then fired without a second chance
She must have all the latest things from Italy to France
Her poor, old father must work double time to cover the finance
When doing a good deed she expects a favor returned
And you better do it or face getting spurned
If she appears to be perfect, yet a little shady
Its best to stay clear of this evil young lady
As you will quickly and brutally learn
How spiteful and vindictive she will turn
And she will once again put on her disguises in the morning
So be weary & wise by her disguise as I give you this warning
She may appear innocent and sweet
But down deep, she is the worst person you will ever meet.
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 3:24 PM UTC
In reality lurks creatures that hunt in the night & day
They call them serial killers who stalk for prey,
A chilling breed with thoughts consumed by a sinister desire,
Leaving a trail of death, only when caught do they retire.
The Mission-Orientated Serial Killer
The Organized Serial Killer, methodical & precise,
Planning every detail, checking everything twice,
They leave no trace, no evidence is left behind,
A mind where discipline & lunacy combine.
Certain ethnicity, religion or even ****** orientation,
Even people who work in the *** industry they feel deserve damnation,
They are ridding the world of its ‘filth’ & that they deserve to die,
Believing without them the world would purify.
The Visionary Serial Killer
The Visionary Serial Killer, chaotic & wild,
Driven by impulse, their actions beguiled,
Their crimes are messy, a frenzy of violence,
Leaving a scene of horror, a twisted defiance.
Some suffering from psychosis that causes them to lose touch with reality,
Their crimes will seem “random” due to their psychotic insanity,
Striking fear from the madness of their murders they create,
If they actually understand right from wrong is always the debate.
The Hedonistic Serial killer
Hedonistic serial killers can be broken down into three subcategories, lust, thrill & comfort,
Not caring for their victims nor their families they hurt,
A Lust killer who rapes, mutilates & kills for their own ****** gratification,
Thrill Killers hunting their victim or seeing their terror may give them elation.
A Comfort killer is someone who kills for money or for material gain,
To receive an insurance payout or an inheritance without a care for others in pain,
Their impulse, they are driven by lust, thrill and/or comfort they find,
To satisfy the hunger inside, is the only thing on their mind.
The Power/Control Serial Killer
A power and/or control serial killer, seeks dominance to inflict,
A thirst for power & whatever their twisted minds depict,
Taking away their victims’ lives, inflicting their force,
Exerting pain & power over their victims without remorse.
Driven by pleasure, a sinister domain,
To install fear in their victims is their campaign,
Leaving a trail of victims & having people fear the night,
They seek gratification; to play mind games they find a delight.
Each type of serial killer, they have a haunting presence,
A reminder of the deep darkness, a sinister essence,
Their actions leave scars, on the families & souls they take,
A chilling reminder of the lives they forsake.
Mar 31, 2025
Mar 31, 2025 at 5:18 AM UTC
The rumour, the lie
The teasing, I cry
The pain of the blade
My vision starts to fade
The handcuff on the hospital bed
My throbbing head
People gather around
Asking me to make a sound
But I'm stuck in my mind
When I surface I find
My family, but not one friend
Time moves slowly as I mend
The cheerful hellos
The tearful goodbyes
Still feeling like I want to die
And it all started
With a rumor & a lie.
Mar 24, 2025
Mar 24, 2025 at 6:22 AM UTC
Amy was a prim and proper girl
And her first arrival to campus was such a whirl
Her roommate, Drusilla, was a weird girl who acted all crazy and tough
She would go crazy if you even looked at her stuff
Unfortunately for Amy, Drusilla also liked to have *** that was really rough
She would hook up with different shady guys, loudly moaning and screaming
One day Amy accidently turned on the light, which left Drusilla steaming
Six days later Drusilla was still really mad
So Amy would stay till late at the library with her study partner Chad
Usually Drusilla would be finished by the time Amy went back to the room
But tonight Drusilla was still at it, yelling like a maniac, so with a sense of annoyance & doom
Amy walked in, there was wrestling, the bed banged on the wall, but Amy didn’t turn on the light
She got into bed, put on earphones and listened to music all night
When she woke up the next day, it was to a gruesome sight
There was blood everywhere and Drusilla’s throat was cut, she was obviously dead
The scary part is the message on the wall written in blood, it filled Amy with dread
‘Aren’t you glad you didn’t turn on the light’ it read!
Based On An Urban Legend
Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 2:03 AM UTC
In a place where my dark insanity does crawl,
The voices I hear are having a brawl,
Whispers echo in the halls of the mind,
Twisting thoughts of a darkness of the purest kind.
Reality shattered, like broken pieces of glass,
In the endless maze, that my mind is at an impasse,
Illusions surround me in a macabre dance,
Mental illness has my mind in a trance.
Voices taunt, a never-ending noise of despair,
Pure madness reigns when im stuck in my mind’s lair,
Visions torment, shadows popping up, is a poison like cyanide,
In the labyrinth where only the demons’ rule & sanity has died.
Chains of delusion bind my soul,
I feel like a burden & I believe my hysteria takes a toll,
As my loved ones must bring me back from the rabbit-hole,
It torments me and anxiety eats away at my soul.
Fear grips tight in its icy clutch,
In the purview of the mind’s dark touch,
A slave to my thoughts where demonic voices play,
And shadows lurk around making sure they too get a say.
In the darkness where the madness that reigns supreme,
I am a soul adrift in an bleakness dream,
Lost in the abyss of insanity’s tight grasp,
I wait for day when my mind will collapse.
Mar 14, 2025
Mar 14, 2025 at 2:01 AM UTC
Donna was a med student who excelled with the written work
But when it came to the field, with dead bodies she would shirk
Which made Regina smirk
Regina had two other friends there, Laura & Shawna
All three would bully other girls, especially Donna
One day Donna had to dissect an eye of a dead body & when she cut what looked like a thick string
The coagulated blood & the smell sent Donna puking
Everyone found it amusing
The professor warned the class to get use to the body oozing
While he continued with the lesson, Regina came up with a cruel plan
With the help of her friends, they snuck in after, cut off the arm of a dead man
And transported it out in a backpack
That night, the big man on campus, Jack
Threw a party in his dorm room
Donna decided to go, hoping to chase away her humiliating gloom
There was an array of alcohol, which Donna started to consume
Which she has never done before
When she started feeling dizzy & couldn’t take anymore
She went back to her room & when she got into bed
She felt something slimy & smelled bad, then she realized with dread
It was something dead
Seeing it was an arm, Donna lost her head
She started screaming intensely loud
Regina, Laura & Shawna were laughing & feeling proud
When the screaming stopped, Donna still didn’t come out of the room, which caused them alarm
When they opened her door, there was Donna maniacally, gnawing on the severed arm
To the dismay of her family, Donna was never the same
Rumor has it she now craves dead flesh & was declared insane
And that she was committed into Anglings Mental Asylum
Since the family moved, no one really knows what became of Donna Wylam.
Based On An Urban Legend
Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 5:54 PM UTC
Dear Life,
The other day I tripped over one of your ‘little bumps’ on my path,
But I have a feeling those making the road don’t measure nor know math,
But could you do a girl a favour, when you hire,
Get someone with previous experience prior,
Because I don’t know if I’m the only one,
But there seems to be an awful lot of them that stun,
Maybe fire everyone & replace them with actual professionals that are new,
Because they just stand and watch, your current crew,
Leaving it all up to an apprentice who leaves a lot of bumps along the way,
And your so called ‘professionals’ just sit back and say,
“Yep, don’t worry, it’s just a little bump, no one will notice it”,
Guess What?!, People are fcking noticing & we get stuck with this sht,
So, get your thumb out your **** and get it done right,
Or believe me you and I life, will end up in a ****** fight.
Yours Truly
An Angry Customer
Mar 10, 2025
Mar 10, 2025 at 4:49 PM UTC