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To Thou We WalkTrembled cauldrons of the bloodied, we speak to you from our banished homes, a night of falls and journeys strikes you; to you we walk, for we are drones.

Cloaked heavily in our guidance, dark, we travel forth to claim your eyes, an eve without rest bestows our shivers; quiet your mouth, we know of your lies.

Twice past the Mountain of Desert's Clearings, once towards but last into the mud, our journey nears, but far we remain; towards the end of daylight we witness blood.

Organs of the betrayed weaklings, they tumble down with gallons of red, a mighty waterfall of death runs by us; mixed in between, a child's head.

Into your palace we st

Ollie's Lovely CupcakesGood afternoon my dear,
Go and take one, have no fear
They’re fresh from the oven, my lovely cupcakes
Painted with neon frostings, oh yes they’re free

But just so you know
There’s more beyond the rainbow
My cupcakes, they don’t only look as they are
Careful with each bite poppet, you might die~

Deadly VictimShadow driven she reeks of old blood and dust
Dried up dreams that scorched and turned to rust
Dark eyes glow with a demonic thirst to slake
Believing her still human is a very grave mistake
Daughter of countless nightmares consumed
Skin deep beauty shelters the covered wound
Slinking the dark corridors in a predatory pace
This darkling demon with a glowing angelic face
A victim of madness grown into an awesome force
Of rage and hatred with absolutely no remorse
Born of the most demented abuse and insane desire
Now darker than even her tormentors tried to inspire

He Who Stole From UsDespair of a nightfall shattered by silver, through oceans we rise of bloodied hands, moans of the dead whisk mortally past us; time has our clearing, let us reclaim the lands.

Stolen from us the grounds which thrived, the grasses blackened with a wisp of plaster, the eves which were have frozen without us; 'tis all the works of another master.

Nights without darkness have plagued our beings, drowned in our wills beneath the lead, revenge shall curse him with a jolt of nightmares; a demon of somber shall reclaim his head.

To him we glare with a simple reason, the moonlight hazel fairs our skin and eyes, this childish mortal has begun to ru

Already out of TimeTick tock tick tock,
Says the black clock,
As I sit in the red chair,
At the dawn of yet another year,
Writing a letter via the ink of a pen,
My withered fingers delay,
Because the sharpness of my mind,
Has grown blunt with decay,
I look at the paper,
But I cannot read the words,
I put on my glasses,
And realize that I can no longer,
Tell the difference between adjectives and adverbs,
As I stare at the page,
I wonder why my thoughts,
Have grown muddled with age,
Instead of clear,
Like the accurate reflections of a sage,
Tick tock tick,
Says the black clock,
As I perfect the red words on the letter,
Trying to make it better,
With these clunk

Death walks on two legs (Jeff the Killer poem)He walks in from the darkness
He bares with him the life of those he's taken
He has been on the run in pursuit of victims for years
He knows this well

His only love is for his knife that he commits the ultimate crime with
His smile destroys the life of the room
His eyes gleam with terror
His phrase kills all by itself

Death is coming for you
Death is unstoppable
Death is a creature who is no longer human
Death walks on two legs

Oliver (2p!England) Poem

A creature running through the night
Retrieving ingredients for his delicious sweets
Slice your throat, cupcakes with poison
He’s always making his yummy treats

Victim upon victim
He’s always there
Watching them suffer
Oh look, he’s here

Better watch out
For here he comes
Knife in hand, cupcake in another

Step by step
A lot to fear
Stopping, inches away
Cupcake, dear~?

Malformed ResonanceMy soul vibrates in sympathetic resonance with the echoes bellowing before me, as they sing with red

Sly tongues entwined together and hum to the beat of my famished heart, howling loudly they squander

With white painted faces and dark black ink blots smeared onto these weakened portrait vessels, they

Fixate the mind as they circle around in a precarious motion, frozen in depth they stomp and swallow

Up the air with the dust on earthen ground, such a sight elegantly blinds the pastel eyes of those

Watching, dismounting upon somber pride while eliminating all dreamlike imagination….

Promise of the SuccubusI’m the type of demon,
That despises torture,
Because I cherish bliss,
The type that seeks not to stab,
Your heart with a knife,
But to wound it with a kiss,
Trust your lust,
Come forward into the shelter of my wings,
So that I may subject your body,
To marvelous things,
Give your soul to me,
And I promise to give it pure ecstasy,
My mind knows naught the meaning,
Of the unsavory word agony,
I am a demon that prefers to lick,
Instead of bite,
Come forward,
Let your flesh and spirit tingle with delight….

ClaustrophobicClaustrophobic

I have been locked in this dark room
I am scared of confined spaces
I am claustrophobic
I can feel the fear grow
My heart is pumping fast
I think I may pass out
The hands are reaching out to strangle me
They have me by the throat
I cannot breathe
The room is turning black
I have passed out
I slowly pass away
And finally I am dead

DemonYou see me in the hall
My eyes sparkle with joy
My laughter rings clear
My smile shines brightly
You see an angel
You don't see me as a threat
But I caution you
Angels fall from heaven
And I am one of them
The truth is hidden
My eyes gleam with hate
My laughter is filled with evil
My smile shines cruelly
If you mess with this angel
I'll welcome you to my home
It's warm and cozy
Filled with flames and screams
So be careful my "friend"
Or you'll join me in hell

YouI feel dreams are pointless, just as I were to you, my life just a simple ointment, to whcih you felt you could use, to seal the pain you once had, just enough to let me lose, enough to lose a heart, only to watch as yours grew, used as simple heartless life steps, that barely gave me room, suffering slowly, you only seem to abuse, slowly suffocating, you only let me assume, love was this easy, but truth was in the other room, numbness developed, where you were once to mend, to which you only pretend, life stops, and you were the end, to which I thought rocked, but you only seem to dim, blackend emptiness, only seem to grow, hopeless desires,

FearsSome kids are afraid of the dark
And the monsters that lurk within it.

Some kids are afraid of heights
And the vertigo that accompanies it.

Some kids are afraid of animals
And the viciousness they could harbor.

Some kids are afraid of bugs
And their creeping, crawling legs.

Some kids are afraid of sharp things
And their pointy ends.

Most kids have these fears
And that's normal and nice.

But some kids, some kids are like me
And they're scared of something else.

I'm scared of something
And it's far worse than many things.

It's scarier than a clown
And its over-joyous attitude.

It's scarier than a crowded elevator
And the brushing and t

the Bride of the Tide (a creepy lullaby)The black water crows caw next to the sea
the pain of the saltiness who torment their wings.
Those sad gloomy moans who dwell my night
push this tortured spirit dark stories to write.

She came in september, she came from the sea:
shipwrecked when her caravel was broken by the winds.
Her body thrown overboard by the force of the storm
was transported in the end half dead on our shores.

The night was so quiet and dark the heaven's dome
when a bizzarre figure dragged her to its home.
When she then woke up, after three days asleep
she found herself lying on a bed of leaves.

A creature unknown, who in a dark corner stood, said:
"This is my

Hush, HushHush, hush now,
don't make a sound.
I'm not here to hurt you.
I promise.
Please, be quiet.
I know I'm locking the door.
But I wouldn't want anyone
disturbing our fun.
It's alright, sweetheart.
Don't yell for help.
I would be so disappointed
if the blade in my hand
went hungry tonight.
Calm down,
my little doll,
the game isn't over yet.
I'd hate to leave
your porcelain skin unblemished
like new fallen snow
when the children are ready
to go out
and play.
Shush, my darling,
let the blade take its course.
You won't be needing your fingers anymore anyway.
And it won't matter
if your eyes are burnt
once my pride and joy
finds his place in your heart.
Hush, hush now,
don't make a sound.
I'm not here to hurt you.
I promise.
I'm here to kill you.

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Snowdrop KissesSweet snowdrop kisses,
As I fall in love, under
The cherry blossom.

Jumping Into the DarkOne night,
I will finally fall.

Down, down,
Into the cityscape.

And I'll smile,
Until the very end.

Eyes closed,
Freedom awaits.

Like a shooting star,
Streaking to the earth.

Breath it in,
This rush of air.

Peaceful bliss,
You can taste it.

And then,
Everything goes–

dark.

Fiery GoodbyeA delicate flicker,
Hello, who are you?
A comforting, warm glow,
You look cold, come here!
An allure so sweet,
Please, don't be shy!
Just a touch–
Hey, let's play!
Suddenly, it turned,
This won't hurt a bit!
A game of pyromania,
Burn, burn, burn!
Searing, biting,

BlindfoldSometimes,
I just want to close my eyes,
Like a child again,
Watching a scary movie.

I'll hide under the blankets,
Let the tears fall,
Deceive myself,
That it's all okay.

If I plug my ears,
And sing loud enough,
Then I don't hear it,
And it's all better.

Everything,
All these shouts and screams,
It's just a bad dream,
And soon I'll wake up.

But then one day,
Something's different;
There's someone new out there,
Who is too naive to hide.

I have to save her,
At my own expense,
So I'll take a stand,
Against this nightmare.

My heart is attacked,
The tears not stopping,
Everything's so real;
Now caught in the cross

Moving OnFalling backwards,
In love again.

Heartbreak hurts,
Why must I?

I moved on,
Don't do this.

Your eyes,
I can't look.

Your smile,
Too charming.

That pain,
It's the worst.

Seeing another,
Smiling with you.

No denial,
Leave right now.

No undoing,
It's already done.

Apology refused;
Don't touch me!

Many memories,
Tainted and twisted.

Doing this,
You're killing me.

Stop trying,
I'm done.

Move on,
Learn how to.

Go, leave,
Don't come back.

Falling AsleepHands shaking, fragile build.

I'm not sure how to tell you this,
My darling love,
This tragic news.

Hair falling, eyes watery.

Perhaps I'll just laugh it out,
Like a bad joke,
This inevitable confession.

Erratic coughs, painful winces.

"I'm fine," and "it's nothing,"

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Bloody Rhyme

by ~pianokeys457, Jul 23, 2012, 7:53:01 PM
Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

One, two, buckle my shoe.

It should've been me. Not her. Me.

Three, four, break down the door.

So many questions, but why, why, why?

Five, six, she's next in my mix!

I'd give anything. That's what I'd told the doctor. Blood, a kidney, a new heart—whatever it takes.

Seven, eight, piece of cake!

Three minutes and forty-two seconds. That's all. I left the room for three minutes and forty-two seconds. But he only needed three minutes and forty-one.

Nine, ten, bye bye Jen!

Bloody murder, bloody baker, bloody butcher, they said.

Eleven, twelve, I'll add to my shelve!

Flatline, they said, nothing they can do, they said.

Thirteen, fourteen, I'm getting quite keen!

I'll kill him, and then I'll kill me too. Because its my fault, and I'm guilty, guilty, guilty!

Fifteen, sixteen, is this the sister of that bean?

I'm the trap, and he's the mouse, I'm the bait, and he's the trapper.

Seventeen, eighteen, she couldn't have seen?

I know all his secrets, every last one, naïve and foolish? I'm not the one!

Nineteen, twenty, now this isn't funny!

Twenty-one, twenty-two, guess what? I knew.

Bloody Rhymeby ~pianokeys457

Literature / Poetry / Horror / Free Verse

I don't even know. Is there a category of "Midnight Crack Writing?"

Okay so we went on vacation a few weeks ago and we took a road trip and I wrote this while I was slowly rotting away in the car. I kind of went a little insane.

!BetweenBloodyLines Jul 23, 2012

I think I have an insane mind for how much I LOVED this !!!!

But hey that's oka : D

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~pianokeys457 Jul 25, 2012 Student Writer

Thanks c:

Maybe so, but considering I'm the one who wrote it makes me thrice as insane

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!BetweenBloodyLines Jul 25, 2012

You're welcome.

We can be insane together \o/

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~pianokeys457 Jul 25, 2012 Student Writer

YES >: D BONDED IN INSANITY!

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!BetweenBloodyLines Jul 25, 2012

Wooooooo !!!!! LOOK AT US GO !!!

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~cherrywaffle1003 Jul 23, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

It's...scary, but it's still awe-inspiring! It's amazing what you can do with your emotions and imagination! Awesome job Keys!

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~pianokeys457 Jul 25, 2012 Student Writer

Thank you ;w;

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~cherrywaffle1003 Jul 25, 2012 Hobbyist General Artist

No problem!

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~Contradictory55 Jul 23, 2012 Student Writer

O_O I'll say.

THIS IS REALLY DAMNED SCARY.

OH MY GOODNESS HOLY HELL I'M SO FREAKED OUT RIGHT NOW OH DEAR HEAVENLY LORDS.
UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUURgh. :shudder:

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~pianokeys457 Jul 23, 2012 Student Writer

YAY I CAN WRITE SCARY HORROR POETRY

ofajunaun no but I have no idea what compelled me to write this lol. xD Here have a hug

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