Showing results for tag "murder"

Through Her Skin.

Pride Ed

27 May, 2014 07:48 PM
In haughty, yet elegant tone, 
I say to you "do this to me," 
and I point at the arabesque 
vines in the courtyard. 
Found in jovial play, the knife 
you gave my body with the wilted
roses from your hands. 
Hands that pilfer! Hands that shake 
as they cut into me. 
Forever of redolence; the 
thorns in my side, and your blue eyes, 
so lustful, they still rip into me.
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Tags: Love, Hate, Death, Pain, Murder
Votes: 4

Panzram

DC Martin

30 Apr, 2012 08:44 AM
Drowning down the sound swimming in my head,
Floating there for all to see, 
swollen, bloated, dead.

Anything that’s on my mind, can easily be read,
Just look at all the things I’ve done 
and hear the words I’ve said.
So why do you question me, why do you doubt?
Why won’t you believe in me, 
when I tell you what I’m about?

Many have fallen over,
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Tags: Death, Murder, Destruction
Votes: 4

The Blade

Hayley Turner

09 Oct, 2016 12:16 AM
The blade through her neck
Blood spills everywhere
A grin spreads wide on the killer's face
Oh the dark gooey blood
Brings a thrill to his bones
The head separated from her body
Oh the blood and the grin and the blade
Of that fateful day
As he stood above her
A grin still spread wide over his ghostly face
Oh the blood and the grin and the blade
Of that fateful day.
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Tags: Murder, Graphic
Votes: 3

Psychopathic massacre

Austin Jones

23 Jun, 2015 09:31 PM
Killing feels so good 
I love the way 
They all die 
I slash my next victim
I hear his pathetic scream

It does not matter 
No one cares about his soul
I wipe his blood on my body
Such a lovely night 
for a massacre
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Tags: Murder, Possession, Death, Graphic
Votes: 3

Murder

Don Mac

22 Aug, 2013 03:21 PM
Black night
face full of fright
body rigid, tight
scared to move
feel like I am glued, to the spot

strange what fear can do
make you see and feel things
that maybe are not there
I wonder
if I let you hurt me, will you care
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Tags: Dark, Murder, Death, Pain
Votes: 3

They call me Crazy

Hannah Maloney

07 Dec, 2012 02:11 AM
They call me crazy
They call me I'll
They whisper and stare
and make me shrill

I am not crazy
I am sane
I know the truth
I will not be blamed

I saw her death
horrible and cruel
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Tags: Murder, Crazy, Ghost, Death, Lost
Votes: 3

DEATH TO ME!

catherine

24 Oct, 2012 10:04 PM
I want to die,To end my life,
To stop living in this hell,
My life is torture,A living nightmare,
No place to run or go,To live is like dying,
I just want to leave,To go somewhere else,
I want to dream forever,To finally be free,

Please just help me end my life,
This place is hell,I just what to die,
To stop crying for you,Nobody loves me,
You treat me like crap,Please save me from this,
It hurts to much,To live without you,
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Tags: Death, Suicide, Murder, Suffering
Votes: 3

To young

Gary Wells

28 Sep, 2012 03:40 PM
Sitting on the cold sand 
I ask my brother what am I doing here, 
the reply was not what I expected.
You have lived your life now I'ts time to die. 
Coming to relize what was said 
I thought of what had been
the life of a misguided child,at 6 years of age
I did not expect to be in such a place as this
was my mind in a world of it's own or 
did I only have these short past years to live?
Did I do nothing but try to be happy 
is there someone I offended?
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Tags: Death, Murder
Votes: 3

Muted Witness

Kerry Valkyrie Baldock Kelly

17 Jun, 2015 01:58 PM
The guilt rips the remains of my rotten soul,
A dishevelled wretch tormented, bleeding with guilt,
Unable to look at our mother for shame.

I am not the culprit who extinguished you but she is kin,
Her action has muted my tongue forever,
Lest the matter destroy further the remnants of our home!

I beg and pray to God that this were a dream,
And I would wake confused and disorientated but free,
Knowing that my sibling lived warmed with the life’s blood.
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Tags: Murder, Depression, Sadness, Darkness, Insects
Votes: 2

Pretty Scene

Death's_Divine

20 Dec, 2013 04:29 PM
She sits on her stool in front of her vanity, 
Brushing her hair and humming a tune,
The feel of darkness and evil is thick in the air,
Yet it goes unnoticed by her,
Out of the shadow I step,
My most prized knife in my hand,
An insane smile on my lips,
I step behind her, raising my knife,
The blade follows a rhythm,
Blood files everywhere and screams fill my ears,
Silence,  
The psychotic laughter spins around the bloody room,
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Tags: Blood, Psychotic, Dark, Death, Murder
Votes: 2