Black Vomit + FleshEating Rain by infernosilver, literature
Literature
Black Vomit + FleshEating Rain
A creeping nausea
Swelling up inside my chest
Feeling slightly volcanic
A flesh bubble about to burst…
Black vomit rises
I open wide…
Gagging on organ meat and whisper-screams
My intestines unwind and squirm
Collapse of the lungs
A thrash from the shoulders
Heart shrinking away
I open wide…
Black vomit
Eruption…
Praise from my exploding tongue
My own private pesticide
Cascading from my mouth
Spilling out my nose
Burning
Scratching
Tearing
Choking
Ghosts of sustenance
Ashes of appetite
Cast out
Sightless in my madness
Acidic tears collect and drop away
Oil from my eyes
Color my torment a deeper dim
Blood and mudsl
The staggering end is held in her eyes
And with it stretches a new beginning
Adorned in shadows and bloody kisses
The archway lights blink, Once, twice
As feather-fingers entwine with mine
Opaque, a sleek safeguard from the sun
Velveteen tresses murmur on my cheek
A ravens plumage and a spiders silk
Laced with the fragrance of an angel
Incongruous to a demon by design
She presses her wintry lips to my neck
And I nearly reach out to embrace her
My tongue flicks a nervous lick at sweat
An avid tattoo in my breast to remind me
Omnia mutantur nos et mutamur in illis
My fists clench as fear wreathes my veins
And I swallow a mouthful
Losing Everything and Climbing Back by WordOfChen, literature
Literature
Losing Everything and Climbing Back
Losing Everything and Climbing Back:
Right here,
Is where I am standing.
I will not back down,
I am still wordmancing.
This goes out to,
My greatest rival.
I fell down hard,
Now you wear my title.
I used to be the King,
but now I am down.
So you can keep the title,
And take the crown.
But now I'm climbing back,
To the top of hill.
So wash and wait for me,
Cause I'm goin' for the kill.
You are the greatest,
Poet of Light.
Your emotions and your heart,
Are fuckin' bright.
But forget me not,
I am the dark of night.
And you are the target,
Within my sight.
"Lock and load lads, it's time fer a fight!"
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18t
Whispers taunting
Dark words, darker thoughts
Spirits haunting
Here, I am caught
Surrounded by the dead
Sorrowed souls of ones distraught
How to escape, this I do not know
Trapped alone in the land of sorrow
Hush, Silence, Time begins to slow
Stop and stare, yes
Stop and stare into the pain of tomorrow
Stop and stare into the souls of those before you,
Stop and stare into the hearts of those who loved you,
Tear out the souls
Tear out the hearts,
Crush their dreams,
Take their lives
Destroy everything and everyone that stands in your way
Domination, control
Lies, within your soul
Destruction, pain
Fall once again
Terror d
My soul, the ticket to heaven and hell.
The thing that shows im real.
I wish I never had one.
I wish it was gone.
My soul has only brought pain.
Has only kept dark memoris.
It's been beaten black and blue.
It has been stabbed with words.
My soul has been damaged.
My soul cannot be repaird.
It's been ripped.
It has been shattered.
My soul is in tiny shard fragments.
Too impossible to put back again.
Too sharp that it cut through my skin.
Too sharp it creates black hole's.
My soul has been and caused pain.
Causing the black holes.
With sadnees and pain.
They cannot be mended.
My soul is gone.
My soul has died.
Maybe it is
The mirror of the soul by GhostOfTheEmptyGrave, literature
Literature
The mirror of the soul
Step closer and look
Look into my eyes
Can you see it?
Can you see the shadows
The pain and the sorrow
Within me?
Can you see
The hopes I've lost
The dreams I gave up?
Can you see
The fierce battle
Taking place
In my mind?
Can you see
What's left
Of my broken heart?
Of my tortured soul?
Come closer and take a look
If you dare...
(And I'll look into your eyes as well)
Hidden away
from his heart and home
and after his tears
had been stolen away ,
he looked up to sky
and saw the moon.
He wondered what this radiance
that still shined upon him
was, for even the sun
had forsaken him
and he blessed it
and deemed it his savior.
Hidden away
from love and light
and after his hope
had been stolen away,
he looked up
and saw the moon.
And each night he prayed
to its light's benevolence
and would place a chair
beneath it and reach
believing
he was closer to its kindness.
Hidden away
from his wonder and worry
and after his care
had been stolen away ,
he looked up to sky
and saw the moon.
And he began to believ