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Fingers are frozen, face is cold.
You press your lips against my nose,
You put my hands under your clothes.
Whispering, “I’ll keep you warm,”

Yet, I’m standing here while the wind blows.
And you wrap you arms around her waist,
While my tears freeze.
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...

I run my fingers through her dreams
I play with her lucid thoughts
I jump on her and make her scream
Make sure she's always lost

Lure her feet in the infinite maze
Trick her eyes and numb her senses
Paralyze her in a steady gaze
Take down all her defenses

To rip her mind, and split the soul
Pull on her ***** hair
Inside the heart, I'll punch a hole
Die. I do not care

Slice the memories in pathetic halves
Cut the queasy consciousness
Toss her to the hungry pups
Lurking in the darkness

I am the nightmare in your sleep
I come when your alone
From the shadows, I will creep
I slide into your home

I love to play and **** the mind
You won't wake up tomorrow
The boogeyman's not to be found
They will all cry in sorrow

This loathsome girl cannot survive
I will drown and drag her deeper
She will not wake, no,  not tonight
But a whole hundred years later

Yes she will cry and she will weep
And I will feed on her
In my dungeons, I will keep
Her mind as a reminder

Of my evil days that will not end
Not today, not ever!
A thousand brains, I will still rend
I am the heartless   reaper!
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A midnight creeper! :P
 Feb 2015 Sorrow Hysteria
Carolin
Overdosing on dark
chocolates while holding
hands , laughing and kissing
as well is part of our Valentine’s
day epic plans* ~
 Feb 2015 Sorrow Hysteria
Helen
I wish the world
would just *******
and stop trying to **** me
Stop trying to shovel
mountains of *******
into holes
that were never meant
to be
Why can't it point it's tongue
and kiss my ****
in a nice way
I'm so tired of being shackled
over a jagged rock
and pounded like
a piece of lifeless clay
I wish most would
just ******* get lost
so I wouldn't have to
shoot 'em dead
and leave their maggot
infested corpses
where they lay
*inside my ****** up head
Meditate in the depths of my anger
untill I am one with my rage
Furiocity ferociously revolving
around me
coiling around my psyche
as it enters my heart
blood pumping hate
to my muscles
tense as they stiffen
and when they quickly relax
you'll notice I have perfect control
and that I sharpened my weapons
for a relentless attack.
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