"adreniline" poems
A Ghostly Moon Climbed,
Over A Thick Tree Line,
The Ground Was Covered With Mud,
Adreniline Swam Inside Churning Blood,
A Lip Was Being Bitten,
To Block Back A Scream,
A Story Was Being Written,
Even Though It Was A Dream
Green Eyes Turned To Gold,
Ontop Of Wood,
That Was Rotting,
It Was So Old,
Talons Ripped Through The Moss,
Her Heart Was Being Tossed,
Around In Her Chest,
She Wasn't Human Then,
But She Was At Her Best
A Sly Silhouette,
Crossed Her Path,
She Was Playing Russian Roulette,
But She Faced The Wrath,
She Layed On Her Back,
To Ask For Trust,
Piercing Her Neck,
Teeth Felt Like Tacks,
It Was Hard To Stay Calm
But It Was A Must
The Shadow Realeased Thy Grip,
But It Didnt Let Her Leave Without Blood Drip,
A Cut On Her Sholder,
Left A Scar,
One She Gained Underneath The Stars
She Woke With A Fright,
In The Early Morning Light,
Blankets At The End Of Her Bed,
A Red Hot Pounding In Her Head,
She Looked Down,
And What Did She See?
The Wound On Her Shoulder,
She Had Recived
Sep 1, 2012
Sep 1, 2012 at 7:50 PM UTC
The adreniline rush I get
as my fist
connects with
some poor saps face
The thrill I get
When I know
They aint gunna win
The High I get
When I see
that stark fear
spill into their eyes
What can I say?
I live off of violence
I grew up swimming in it
I crave it
I love it
May 22, 2014
May 22, 2014 at 5:17 PM UTC
I feel it the adreniline within. the anger I've hidden and the sorrow of what I'm going to do if I let it out. I know my body wants to let go but its obviouse that it won't be able to handle the feeling. The lust of the pain to come. The blood running down my back as I let my rage overtake my scenses. The colors from my imagination as I bend back to bask in my passion. I finally look down and all i see is darkness. I stumble at the sheer number of shadows passing under me they slowlly consume my feet and as they do so I try to scream, but I'm drowned out as the dark tendrils fall into my mouth the slither through my body and consume me, and all I know as I open my eyes is that this was the nightmare of the dreams I never have.
- prather dubois
- me, myself,and I.
May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 3:35 PM UTC
Frequencies frequently screeching in my ear
Causing me to miss things i should obviously hear
Ill never learn my leason if the worlds blocked about by this noise
But i can't stop it from playing it just over poise
Frequencies frequently create to
much sound
Causing me to freak out and fall to the ground
Panic out all the adreniline
Or you can take this pill and make it all calm down
Freequency frequentky ruing my life stab in the heart like a knife
Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 7:14 AM UTC