Submissions by TheMonsterfromHe11 (The Successor Of Poe)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I Enjoy A Good Poem, Story, And Overall An Amazing Read. But Here You Will Not Find Anything In The Context Of "Good". Only Evil Exists In The Form Of Monsters. Like Me. Sincerely C.H.W
Voltage (VERY DISTURBED POEM)
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234 reads
8 Comments
Restraint
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144 reads
2 Comments
Night Stalker
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203 reads
7 Comments
I Wont Sumit.
Temptation is all i see.
That unwillingly betray's me.
Seduction sets in.
Changing into sin.
To sexual postions.
Which will cause only submission.
Genitalia will be flaunted.
Curiousity overwhelms.
Perverse fantasy become reality.
Forbidden words spoken.
Through lustrous ways.
Bare flesh and no imperfections.
Forsakened touch.
Restraint is what I cling too.
So help me god make this undo.
I pray this subsides.
...
That unwillingly betray's me.
Seduction sets in.
Changing into sin.
To sexual postions.
Which will cause only submission.
Genitalia will be flaunted.
Curiousity overwhelms.
Perverse fantasy become reality.
Forbidden words spoken.
Through lustrous ways.
Bare flesh and no imperfections.
Forsakened touch.
Restraint is what I cling too.
So help me god make this undo.
I pray this subsides.
...
209 reads
7 Comments
Broken Words
We walk through glass.
Shreads of words that are stained in blood.
Slice and cut deep in our feet.
Without an end to this agonying pain.
We tread on, step by step.
More and more crimson liquid hits the pieces.
Flesh and exposing bone of our akle's heels are baren.
Some fall and clash with glass which tears away at their features.
Almost like going through a cheese grader.
I wonder how long they will last?
In all this broken glass.
The cuts must burn and sting.
The words of...
Shreads of words that are stained in blood.
Slice and cut deep in our feet.
Without an end to this agonying pain.
We tread on, step by step.
More and more crimson liquid hits the pieces.
Flesh and exposing bone of our akle's heels are baren.
Some fall and clash with glass which tears away at their features.
Almost like going through a cheese grader.
I wonder how long they will last?
In all this broken glass.
The cuts must burn and sting.
The words of...
118 reads
0 Comments
Spilled my Heart on Paper
I wish you knew how i felt.
But you began to go to hell.
For all the things youve put me through.
There is nothing i could do to get through to you.
What have you done?
Cant you see? ive already won.
For you take everything i did for granted.
Thats why i will never let you have this.
Small and beatless heart i do hold.
When i fold it up and throw it away.
My feeling of hate are permint and here to stay.
And you have gone a stray, in that pathetic lie of yours.
You certainly...
But you began to go to hell.
For all the things youve put me through.
There is nothing i could do to get through to you.
What have you done?
Cant you see? ive already won.
For you take everything i did for granted.
Thats why i will never let you have this.
Small and beatless heart i do hold.
When i fold it up and throw it away.
My feeling of hate are permint and here to stay.
And you have gone a stray, in that pathetic lie of yours.
You certainly...
170 reads
10 Comments
f**k this
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313 reads
3 Comments
She is my Madness
She is my everything, the one who slowy drives me insane.
She is my beautiful pioson ivy, and the curse she set itches.
And grows like a rash, damn! it hurts.
But i cant stand it, she is my addiction.
Ill overdose on her sweet vioce soon.
And she'll keep running through my head like no one's business.
Her eyes can stab me in the back if they could.
She'll never notice my heartfelt feelings towards her.
She was once mine but a short time deal.
I wish to have her back again, it kills me that i stand in her company.
So friendly and unknowing of...
She is my beautiful pioson ivy, and the curse she set itches.
And grows like a rash, damn! it hurts.
But i cant stand it, she is my addiction.
Ill overdose on her sweet vioce soon.
And she'll keep running through my head like no one's business.
Her eyes can stab me in the back if they could.
She'll never notice my heartfelt feelings towards her.
She was once mine but a short time deal.
I wish to have her back again, it kills me that i stand in her company.
So friendly and unknowing of...
132 reads
3 Comments
Collection
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141 reads
2 Comments
Let Me . . .
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153 reads
0 Comments
Dreams Bug Me
Insects
Dreams are like pest to me.
How could these come to be?
When they crawl in without a sound.
Hiding somewhere that cant be found.
Pulling with them nightmares.
I can feel them insect their venoms.
Like demons.
Injections of torment.
When they leave, the damage is done.
Insects, you have won.
Dreams are like pest to me.
How could these come to be?
When they crawl in without a sound.
Hiding somewhere that cant be found.
Pulling with them nightmares.
I can feel them insect their venoms.
Like demons.
Injections of torment.
When they leave, the damage is done.
Insects, you have won.
62 reads
2 Comments
Fiend Warning
Making a deal with a fiend who can't
Handle the warning I gave.
But wants in return of salvation.
A lover again.
But that is his damnation.
It will come in many formations.
To his surprise.
This fiend is friend of mine.
Handle the warning I gave.
But wants in return of salvation.
A lover again.
But that is his damnation.
It will come in many formations.
To his surprise.
This fiend is friend of mine.
69 reads
2 Comments
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