#stomp
Stomp, stomp, stomp
Here come the footsteps meaning to unalive me
Stab, stab, stab
The knife is doing its work
Drip, drip, drip
The blood slowly drips on the floor
From which i may not pick myself up anymore.
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 9:56 AM UTC
The Diablo sat there one day amongst his inner innocence and decided that he no longer wanted his heart broken.
The Diablo cried and cried until he couldn't no more as it started to **** him on the inside.
The Diablo said to himself that he's going to block out all emotions and love for others and cause a reckless destruction while his heart of fire turned to cold dead stone.
His fingernails grew long and black after rotting under his temptresses phony heart.
The Diablo cried out loud but no one could hear him so he started to stomp his feet on the ground and grow his white angel wings into a sharp velvet black.
The Diablo had enough, he was tired of love, tired of being treated like a piece of ****
Diabo finally gave up and without a care did as he wanted to keep himself happy.
The Diablo is always filled with fire, but this time he ignited on the outside to show his burning sensation from within and he slowly withered away into a corpse shell to hide into his darkness with the phantoms in the trees.
Jul 3, 2020
Jul 3, 2020 at 2:51 PM UTC
New, as a thing under the sun, may not be, if
you know
beyond any shadow of doubt
[
WAIT}{ Wraith, tell no lie, I adjure thee
Human… made of fertile dirt, humus, clay, right
or did this thing i thing you may
bean be, may be an AI virus
human concept formed from,
star-stuff,
highest dust of the desert
by fortuitous concurrence of events,
after ever begins or began
like a big bang and all kinds of unbelive- oh, that e, escape believe me,
once
just once, you come this far,
you never ring that ****** alarm again and shame,
shame's
a thing of the past, and we don't fish that hole.
Push on, pursuit of happiness is a right, not a privilege,
I inherent have, as a given, an intu ifity? An information messenger
from all who survived before now, this now, the right now?
I am, I think
A meme that makes me know,
from dust I came,
to dust I go, or is it some idea everybody knows
this me, the thinking me, I dust, become dust, damthatkansasong,
in the wind we then inherit
as
a means of propagation. Idea viruses evolve from invented
necessities formed into memes,
like on Facebook yes, yes and in Animal Farm where the egalitary
evolved an elite corps of the finest minds
and they formed a cadre of guards, to guard the riches caused by
the blessing of god.
A necessity for coping with --
op [option: change the course of history, portunity, or
position…
step by step as an upright walking being humanoid, but not dirt.
Nobel,
aragon level refusal to mix with lesser, looser fields of
gaseous matter dust,
atoms,
the un breakable thing at the point, until the Alamogordo,
fat cottonwood song was danced
in silence, and we saw
we make peace, where there is no peace,
do we lie,
can you wrestle with a message formed in media no scribe
could realize,
nor resist imagining if touched with the sting of this
what if, what if
god did adopt useless dirt beings and enoblize them above
all aaaa acc use
me. What if you got it? The itch, the kurio bite, the feel of a snaky lick?
--
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 7:05 PM UTC
**Bodies lying here and there,
torn clothes everywhere,
Some little girls crying near the bay,
Some little girls hiding behind the hay,
It's the month of May,and
I still remember this day,
When I refused to use my stength,
Gave up, laid down,
Could no longer fly high,
I was forced to drop on the ground,
Just because some hands pulled me down,
And swept me across the room
To fulfill their needs,
When I come to think about it now,
I should have stomped their throats,
When I had the chance,
I should have fought,maybe
I could have saved,
Others and every one,
If only I roared.**
Jan 29, 2020
Jan 29, 2020 at 10:34 AM UTC
Darling,
Scream
Burn
Roar
Stomp
Re-ignite the Revolution in my belly
my butterflies are hungry
starving for you
Scream
Burn
Roar
Stomp
Jan 9, 2020
Jan 9, 2020 at 4:25 AM UTC
You stepped on my heart
And stepped once more
And then you began to stomp
Eventually you were jumping on the pieces of a heart that was once yours
But when your walls come crashing down
And it feels like you’re holding the world on top of your shoulders
Remember that I was once your home
And I held all of those walls together
And I helped you pick up that planet off your weak frame
Because your struggles were mine
Remember that once upon a time
I was yours
Your home
And you treated me like treasure
Until you threw me off of the pedestal
You swore would forever be mine
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 10:05 PM UTC
loud sound of stomping,
cloud land revelries go on;
till all puke,go down!
Jun 23, 2018
Jun 23, 2018 at 8:37 AM UTC
I offer myself as bait to those who eat souls for breakfast.
I offer myself as a toy to those who want to kick me.
I offer my soul to those who need new soles on their shoes because my soul is the most immune to physical abuse, with a soft heart acting as a comfortable cushion to stomp on.
Oct 21, 2017
Oct 21, 2017 at 3:21 PM UTC
You've infected my head.
Even in death I write of you.
My muse.
Stomping my head into the earth with every word.
A deadly gangrene.
A poison in my tea.
I lay my head against the curb bracing for the next crushing blow.
I let the infection spread.
I drink the poison down.
Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 1:59 AM UTC
All these feelings welling up
They made me drink from this cup
The hatred is rising to the top
And this feeling I can't stop
I want to hurt the ****
That did such bad things to me and my loved ones
I want to crunch their bones
And hear their awful moans
I want to bash their heads
I want them to know the dread
I want them to wish they was dead
But I won't let them yet
I want them full of regret
I want to stomp their face in with my boots
Make sure their eyes are nice and loose
And turn their evil brains to juice
And when I'm done you'll find them under the cyprus tree roots
;}
Mar 8, 2016
Mar 8, 2016 at 8:01 PM UTC
I dreamt in black and white
The horrors of old
Haunting my every moment
"Frankenstein"
8 foot tall
Hands bigger than my head
His footsteps
The earth trebles
Lunging forward
He grabs me
Speaks,
Would you like to join my
"Sewing group"
I scream in horror,
AAaaaahhhhh,
Hours past a blur
Cross stitch,
Arrowhead stitch,
Backstitch,
They all must be learnt
He speaks
"Who do you think mends my stiches"
"When they come loose"
His logic, I haven't a witty comeback
He lets me walk off
As I walk in to the woods,
I come to a crossroads,
Left path
ETERNAL DOOM,
8 miles
Right Path
FREEDOMS ESCAPE,
3 miles
Mmmm
Right path I think ill take
Alone I walk,
Hearing my beating heart
Then I hear a howl
AAaawwwww,
I turn slowly, heart racing
I swallow it back down
A hairy beast
Wolf Man,
His teeth shine in the moon light
Fangs,
Claws,
Hair,
He growls,
I faint, when I came around
He speaks perfect English
"Brush in your hand"
"I cant get the back "
Do you know how hard it is to make
This coat so shiny and clean
I hit knots unseen ,
He
Snarls,
Growls,
Claws,
Sink into the ground
I "Gulp"
So loud it echo's into the woods
Hours pass when will this horror end
Eat me now I think in my head
And then a shimmering coat is seen
"Thank you"
Many run when they see me
"You stayed"
"Helped"
An animal man in need of help,
He guilds me safely
Now out of the howling woods
AAaawwwww
I hear in the background
Teeth smiling
In to the woods he returns,
I walk on my way
Taking in the sights
Then as sign I see
HOTEL TRANS VACTION
I think what could go wrong
I see a white haired lady
Sitting in a rocking chair
Knife in hand
She laughs as she
Plunges,
Gouges,
Slices,
And then I see a cake ,
Red juices pour out
As she licks the juices from the knife
I pail man speaks
"How do you do"
"I am Drac-Ula"
That Name rings a bell
"I get that all the time"
Would you like your bags
Taken to your
Drank blood red room
"Say what"
Its a themed hotel sir
Did you not read the sign
Mmwhaaaaaa
As I go in to the bar
What are the special's sir
****** Mary,*
Bloody-tini
&
Devils Handshake
I'll have the
Handshake please
Sign here please
......................................
?????
Ok I think
Wow that blew my soul away
With but one sip,
"Can I have another please"
Sorry sir bars closed,
"Only one soul per drink"
I go off to my bed, to rest my head
I awake with a startle
To see Drac-Ula
Floating in the air
I shake my head
Rub my sleepy eyes
Opened wide, was I still in a dream
"Hello sir"
A Bloodwiser Night-cap
"Thanks I said"
What friendly people on this trip
As I drifted off to slumber
It felt like an eternal sleep
I awoke as my alarm went off
08:00AM
It said, was that all a dream??
My neck was really stiff,
Must have slept funny
I put on my trousers
Riiiiipppp,
Dam I haven't got time for this
Where's that sewing kit
10 minutes later
There that's done,
"Darling"
I hear the wife is awake
I take up a coffee
"Morning dear"
You coldnt do me a favour
Help with my hair
So I
Brush
Curl,
Style
There you go my dear,
Open mouthed,
I put my finger underneath her chin,
You'll catch flies if you left it open an more,
I walk out the door
Off to work,
Ouch the suns really hurting my eyes,
That was one really strange dream I had...
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 5:25 AM UTC
Stomp on it
Till' it shatters to irreparable pieces
Or until it starts to bleed
Mission complete once your done
Please don't Stomp on my heart
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 5:55 PM UTC