Wrote this two or three Halloween's ago, Still my favorite 🙂 A tisket, a tasket a gangrene-yellow basket full of hearts from lovers passed stolen from their caskets I stopped them, I chopped them On my plate I dropped them Savoring the flavors of my feast made to satiate my inner beast
The path before me; It's winding back and forth No straight steps, just stumbles Tumbles, and falls. Pebbles beneath me knees Dirt covering my palms I lay here, still and quiet Listening to the subtle rustle Of forest birds and cricket calls As they sing to the setting sun Hailing the approaching dark As the … Continue reading The Road Less Travelled
Buildings burn in hell fire Hail falls from black clouds Innocent lips let loose tortured screams of sick abuse She sleeps. Like the dead As if they're granted any rest Only waking to find a meal Madame of the Grotesque She feasts on the fears of the so-called Living reveling in the pain they feel … Continue reading Empire of Ruin
You haunt me, random phantom Come to steal my sanity Belittle and scorn yourself Addicted to your vanity Sleep now, forever hold the Peace that only comes with true death Slay the beast, leave a pretty corpse A cruel world hastily left. Rest is for the delusional Don't get caught up in the lies Happiness … Continue reading Nervous Habits
Annabelle had a garden full of Hemlock, Fox Glove and Four o' Clocks Iris, Ivy, Lilies of every kind Annabelle sat in her garden sipping Belladonna Tea every evening, watching the sun set with thoughts of murder on her mind.