You are the memory I wish I do not forgetThe summer days we spent together, talking to the wind, not caring about anything elseThe favourite blue coat you used to wearStill etched on my mind. We used to have long walksYour footprints guided my every stepThe trees we used to sit under, all forgotten nowBut… Continue reading Lolo
Category: death
Exul
A sharp pang of brusque pain blistered his weakened skinHis frail body shivered to the echo of the hostile darknessHis empty stomach growled with intense hunger and famine. Barefooted, he walked the streets marked by malevolenceClothed barely, stripped of humanityIn his shadows lingered the stench of death. Dead man on the inside, mortally decayed.Abandoned by… Continue reading Exul
Fire and Brimstone
She was born out of hatred and intense desire for revenge Her heart hides a thousand secrets, destructive, manipulative. She is the nameless ghost of the past, a nebulous creature wandering the terra firma of mortals for centuries, elusive. She is the evil incarnate, banished from hell, coveted the freedom of human, envied the innocence… Continue reading Fire and Brimstone
Pied Worship
Love me, only me. Without a doubt, without reservation Seduce me, lure me in the web of your delusion Take me, use me, abuse my trust until I suffer the consequence Hurt me, trick me, destroy my pride with sweet intense. Down on my knees, desperate for attention I’ll vomit blood for a taste of… Continue reading Pied Worship
Memori Morti
When the branches of my existence perish, when the roots of my lifetime withered away, when I leave this world for the other side, who would keep me in their hearts? Who would reminisce the memories I lived? Did I do enough to be remembered? When I travel the lonely road of great divide, turning… Continue reading Memori Morti
Chester Bennington
Born with artistic aptitude He conquered the world with his voice He screamed the trauma of his past Fought his demons through profound lyrics. He was strong, but only on the surface His wounds they would not heal His nightmares terrorized him in his sleep Everything felt so heavy. In the end, it didn’t… Continue reading Chester Bennington
Cynthia’s Animus
The haunting echoes of yesterday maimed my senses The ominous melody of sadness filled my thoughts I closed my eyes. Reminisced The memories still etched somewhere within my consciousness. My private demons, detrimental chaos The betrayal, the obvious loathing, never ending I still have the names, written on a death note Wishing hell has a… Continue reading Cynthia’s Animus
Jar of Conscience
She didn't see me slip a lozenge on the glass of wine she's drinking. She didn't recognise the taste of my horrid attempt. She satiated her itch by shoving the danger down her throat, she didn't even notice my presence, how my ice cold hands touched her hips with malice. The bitch, always… Continue reading Jar of Conscience
Gehenna
It is time. 8 oclock. Full moon. While the target is asleep, alone in her room, the darkness would be a witness to a gruesome murder, a crimson color of rage and hatred unleashed to decimate everything in its path. No one would hear any sound or noise, her screams would be muffled and stifled,… Continue reading Gehenna