Posts Tagged ‘Strange’

I wrote this little bit of oddness about 25 years ago, or so.  I was a bit of a strange 15 year old, but aren’t we all weird at 15…  Hope you enjoy this bit of darkness.  Please share your thoughts with me in the comments below.

Empty mind, delusions left behind, Worms eating my sanity, taste the rotted flesh of my dreams.

Dogs licking my soul, their rough tongues scraping away a hole, my whole existence drifts from that hole twisting like smoke, there goes all hope for a peaceful rest, the birds of carrion eat the rest.

A Kingly whisper makes me Prince of my nightly trysts to the graveyard of my hate where the tombstones are buried and the corpses set above ground.  They tell of desires to Kill, to know the Fresh taste of blood as the final meal. Sweetly pouring between the lips only to taste like bile.

My legs were broken on that final mile, yet I walked on the bloody stumps of my pride.

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