Submissions by DCMORBID (Dalton Cash)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're the same." Being like everyone else is so fucking boring, show originality. Be yourself. I'm dark, suicidal, harmful to self, and bisexual.
Vineyard of Skeletons
Outside.
There is a place.
A boneyard.
Filled with the bones of my victims.
Their screams fill my head.
Night after night.
Their blood is on my hands.
They cry.
I show no mercy.
I have no pity for the sick and pathetic.
They are the wretched spawn of society.
Blood is everywhere.
They watch.
As the vultures eat them alive.
One by one.
They all die.
A slow and painful death.
I hang them up.
One after the other.
I feel no pain.
I feel no remorse.
They were asking for it dearly.
This is my...
There is a place.
A boneyard.
Filled with the bones of my victims.
Their screams fill my head.
Night after night.
Their blood is on my hands.
They cry.
I show no mercy.
I have no pity for the sick and pathetic.
They are the wretched spawn of society.
Blood is everywhere.
They watch.
As the vultures eat them alive.
One by one.
They all die.
A slow and painful death.
I hang them up.
One after the other.
I feel no pain.
I feel no remorse.
They were asking for it dearly.
This is my...
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Escape From This World
Death is the sweetest thought you will ever think.
It is the sweetest dream you will ever dream.
We are all puppets, slaves of this world.
We do not belong.
We need a way to escape.
Escape from their clutches.
Death is the only way.
We are an army, together we fight.
And together we die.
As soon as the final bell tolls, our quest will end.
And we shall be gone.
People will wonder but never forget.
With our black hearts still beating, we enjoy the eternal rest.
The pain and the suffering.
The blood being spilt upon our...
It is the sweetest dream you will ever dream.
We are all puppets, slaves of this world.
We do not belong.
We need a way to escape.
Escape from their clutches.
Death is the only way.
We are an army, together we fight.
And together we die.
As soon as the final bell tolls, our quest will end.
And we shall be gone.
People will wonder but never forget.
With our black hearts still beating, we enjoy the eternal rest.
The pain and the suffering.
The blood being spilt upon our...
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Stitched Up Heart.
You know the feeling.
The feeling like you have nothing left to live for?
You don't know your purpose on this earth.
I know that feeling all too well.
I ask myself.
Why did God put me here?
Why am I in so much pain?
Why do so many people give me hell about myself?
I'm broken.
I'm dark.
My life belongs to her.
She fixes me.
But the void cannot be filled for the pain I feel every day.
Every year.
For years to come.
I will never get over what happened that night.
When I heard the news of your death.
My wife fills...
The feeling like you have nothing left to live for?
You don't know your purpose on this earth.
I know that feeling all too well.
I ask myself.
Why did God put me here?
Why am I in so much pain?
Why do so many people give me hell about myself?
I'm broken.
I'm dark.
My life belongs to her.
She fixes me.
But the void cannot be filled for the pain I feel every day.
Every year.
For years to come.
I will never get over what happened that night.
When I heard the news of your death.
My wife fills...
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Bullshit Society
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4 Comments
Suicidal Thoughts
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Over That Bitch
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The Motivation
Fuck this!
Fuck the world!
I have never wanted to die so badly.
Every day I feel nothing but pain and agony.
I taste blood.
Mainly my own.
The blood of my future victims will taste so sweet.
I taste victory.
A foul stench stains the air.
The putrid smell of the decaying bodies against my wall.
And hidden in my closet.
I am a psychopath.
I taste satisfaction.
I taste the blood of my victims
My blood was on their hands at one time.
So why shouldn't theirs be on mine now?
This is my version of revenge.
Wound the...
Fuck the world!
I have never wanted to die so badly.
Every day I feel nothing but pain and agony.
I taste blood.
Mainly my own.
The blood of my future victims will taste so sweet.
I taste victory.
A foul stench stains the air.
The putrid smell of the decaying bodies against my wall.
And hidden in my closet.
I am a psychopath.
I taste satisfaction.
I taste the blood of my victims
My blood was on their hands at one time.
So why shouldn't theirs be on mine now?
This is my version of revenge.
Wound the...
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Creatures Of The Night
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The Day She Died
Everyone wants me dead.
I admit, I want to die sometimes.
My heart bleeds without the one I miss most of all.
This explains the cuts on my wrists and body.
I'm sorry for everything I have done.
Sorry for all the trouble I've caused you.
I need help.
I need help.
Save me from this torment.
My savior will not come to me.
Every day I think of you and all the good memories we've shared.
Forget all the sorrow.
Embrace your anger.
Embrace the hate around you.
Make it your weapon.
To destroy the ones who look down on you.
...
I admit, I want to die sometimes.
My heart bleeds without the one I miss most of all.
This explains the cuts on my wrists and body.
I'm sorry for everything I have done.
Sorry for all the trouble I've caused you.
I need help.
I need help.
Save me from this torment.
My savior will not come to me.
Every day I think of you and all the good memories we've shared.
Forget all the sorrow.
Embrace your anger.
Embrace the hate around you.
Make it your weapon.
To destroy the ones who look down on you.
...
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Caitlyn
When I see her I don't know what to do.
My heart stops.
When I look into her eyes.
I see beauty.
Hatred.
Anger.
But through all her flaws and imperfections.
I think she is beautiful.
I love her.
I've been in love with her since the day we first met.
It grows stronger every time we're together.
I will love her even in death.
As I have in life.
I'll love her even when she's pissed at me.
Even when she's sad.
Even happy.
I love her and will all my life.
I have made her my wife.
This is my song to...
My heart stops.
When I look into her eyes.
I see beauty.
Hatred.
Anger.
But through all her flaws and imperfections.
I think she is beautiful.
I love her.
I've been in love with her since the day we first met.
It grows stronger every time we're together.
I will love her even in death.
As I have in life.
I'll love her even when she's pissed at me.
Even when she's sad.
Even happy.
I love her and will all my life.
I have made her my wife.
This is my song to...
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Tragedy
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Born in A Coffin
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