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VeinsOfInk Nov 2
I go to sleep and start to dream,
It's about things that make me scream.

I see much blood and gore,
It really hits me in the core.

I just want to be awake,
Before i see my bones break.

But this time it's not the same,
I don't get burned by the flame.

I see a figure stalking me,
As I just lie still and want to flee.

But I can't move,
Is this real?
I need proof,
Am I his meal?!

Now it crawls onto the ceiling,
Why the hell is it not leaving!

It's watching and it licks his lips,
I watch too as it's spit drips,

The Monster reveals his teeth and smiles,
Just as i see the flesh piles,

Am i gonna die?
Suddenly it cuts my thigh.

I try to scream but my mouth is shut,
Right as it opens up my gut.

A burning pain starts to spread,
As red starts to paint the bed.

A tear runs down my cheek,
As more blood begins to leak.

Everything goes black,
As i awake, I'm on my back,

This time it went so far,
As i look on my body, I see a scar.
Would love any kind of Feedback or critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 2
Im Home alone at this night,
Thats what one thinks but i bring fright,

The People always try to cope,
But Im here to end their hope

I am what's in the dark,
I see your little tasty spark.

You turn off the lights and I follow,
I will make your body hollow,

The only light, is in your room,
Just wait till I come consume,

My long black claws, on your face,
Its not going to be a long chase,

With my many eyes i see,
Exactly where you gonna be.

Its so much fun, you need to go quicker,
I just wait, until the lights flicker.
Would love any feedback and critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 1
I woke up and to my suprise,
Nothings there, not even cries,

I went outside, just to check,
No sound at all, what the heck

My Mother allways said a thing,
Said this would happen in spring,

I never gave her word a thought,
No matter how much she taught,

But now I wish I'd gave her mind,
Because the Monster was unkind,

I saw it rip appart a man,
As I watched, it quickly ran,

But i knew it would come back,
Just for me to be a snack.
Would love any feedback and critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 1
It started off as a little shroom,
No one knew about the impending doom.

As it began to grow,
Needles it began to sow.

A man stepped by,
The mushroom, he wanted to try.

Vines grabbed the man; they had a tight grip,
Then they took a big, big sip.

Crushed and folded, he's thrown aside,
Now he's completely dried.

The shroom began to hunt,
Grabbed more humans as they grunt.

It made them cry and scream,
As it drank the bloodstream.

The humans tried to burn it down,
But it swallowed the whole town.
Would love any kind of Feedback or critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 1
Everything is black,
I hear a crack,

Is someone there?
A scent lingers in the air,

It smells so sweet,
Is it a treat?

I try to find the source of the smell,
It's cloaked in shadows, behind a shell

I crack it open and got a stain,
To my luck, I hit a vein

It's not like any other time,
This one has the sweet taste of lime,

The human species is such a delight,
I enjoy every tastefull bite.

As more of us gather we began to feast,
I am a zombie beast.
Would love any kind of feedback or critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 1
I feel the need to ****,
It's all about the thrill,

What, such things I would never do,
Who the hell are you!

Oh, I'm you and you are me,
Now I'm going on a killing spree,

We're both here and share control,
But you know... things take a toll

You're about to ruin my whole life,
Stop! Put away the knife!

No no no, my friend,
Let's see how much their bones can bend,

But if you would...,
That's not good,

I need to put an end to this!
But what are you gonna do, Miss?

I don't know...,
In the meantime I'll cut off this toe,

Just watch and plea,
I'll set you free,

No you will not,
If you could you'd let me rot,

Wait I'm no longer in chains,
From whom are these open veins?!

How many did you ******!
Oh I would go much further...
Would love any Feedback or critic
VeinsOfInk Nov 1
The Flowers looked so nice and clean,
Back then when I was a teen,

I was so naive,
Should've turned and leave,

Im not the first,
The flowers they began to burst,

A wide spore fog spread,
Somethings creeping in my head

A feeling nimbling at my brain,
Something i just can't explain,

The Spores they spread even more,
Suddenly I see the gore,

I saw the bones and Human remains,
Scattered all over these plains,

The Flowers, they feast on them,
They lay there hidden, like a gem,

I ran away, to my luck
Back there when the panic struck.
Would love any kind of feedback.
VeinsOfInk Oct 31
It all started with a musician,
He said he had a big ambition.

So we just let him play,
As he did, night and day.

The people began to join,
But no one gave him a coin.

He was mad and looked away,
But still, he wanted to play.

He tried out a new song;
Suddenly, people danced along.

They danced and danced,
He played and played,
Fully entranced,
With him they stayed.

Soon the entire town was there;
You could hear some muscles tear.

It went on for so long,
He stood there laughing really strong.

The people started to collapse,
They should have spared a coin, perhaps.
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VeinsOfInk Oct 31
A place were no sun shines,
It sends shivers done our spines,

But the "humans" here,
They dont live in fear.

Faces, a happy smile
While doing things so scary and vile.

I think i hear a whisper too,
Thats when the smile grew,

The dread it came to win,
It began to consume my sin,

I fall to my knee,
I am finally free,

The mind goes blank and back to full,
Suddenly i feel a pull,

The others they want me to see,
I quickly turned to agree,

They showed me the new world,
Everything was kinda curled,

Spirals began to form,
A feeling really warm,

I looked down and saw,
Blood dripping from my jaw,

Thats when i decided to write,
My fingers going all white,

It felt like chalk,
But the lines where red,
I could not talk,
Wanted to shed,

I scratch my skin to get out,
The blood it was about to sprout,

Everything went black after that
And now its death that spread
Would like any kind of Feedback
cracks of silence –
open letter to pain,
closed doors to love
kisses of violence –
tasting it all again

cherubs from above –
devils on my shoulders;
smiles before expected losses
pretend game of true love –
these horns are placeholders
suicidal thoughts in my head
play dead inside – possums.
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