Fear Stories
There was a girl, So far down in a deep dark hole. The blackness all around her suffocated her. All she could think about was what it would be like to die. Little did she know, She was already dead inside. Every bone, every cell, Every fiber in her body w...
Steps
Behind her, footsteps follow, or is it just a trick!She steps down from the bus, the city dark and cold, Soft rain falling, wets the ground, the silence taking hold. She pulls her scarf around her neck, umbrella overhead and walks off down the alley, looking forward to her bed.Behind her, footsteps follow ...
Somewhere in between,the useless child I was defined to be,and the man I hope to someday become,lies a path I can barely see or understandSomewhere in between,the liberation and joy at being told "I love you,"and the emptiness as another love turns to dis...
The ball’s in your court
You, sir, have made me the most fortunate and unlucky girl in this frightening big blue marbleMy mind is like a giant wool ball. Every time I make the effort of unravelling it, I end up with a few persistent knots I never seem able to undo. I am quite stubborn myself and I can’t help overanalysing situations when something specific is hovering aro...
In my dreams last night I found myself sitting at the dining room table. Like so many times years ago, my report card spread open on the table in front of you. Your fingers again grasping my dreadlocks, tightening more and more as you continued your verba...
True Monsters
Who are the real monsters?A silent scream in the dark, muffled cries echoed in hollow halls. Sounds amplified, making the quiet still and more painful. Wooden floorboards creaked with each step, years of abuse warped the floor beneath. Screened lights above flickered a dull yellow...
It
Who is It?You chased it awayBut it's back You smothered its breathIt just laughed You brought it to sea in a boatBut tossed overboard, saw it float You burned it alive but it roseYou buried it deep but it grows You prayed for reliefNo avail You reasoned and pledKee...
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When one is not enough You lie Fearing commitment Wanting less Lonely Wanting more Suffocated Excited by the new Afraid to lose the old Spread thin Juggling Never satisfied And finally Old.
I feel the wind upon my face The lush green grass all over the place The trees are dancing like Southern Belles I cannot decide if this is Heaven or Hell A strike, a bang A bright light I see Watch Out! For that falling tree! The wind doth howl The fleeti...
The many lives of Casey L. Miller
Case 4: The unhappy couplePersonal note to the readers, this story is not for the weak of heart to read for the content of this story. By choosing to read it, you agree that you are over eighteen and mature enough to handle the content of this story, thank you. 1:15am Logan jolted...
Spare parts
Who has ever touched the well of ink with no fear that his thirst will stay insatiable?Some certain ransom in this agony, To write, to tell, recount, recite… That majesty of lying and signing that purified fraud a story is, How shameless could be asking a poem ask you things instead of me, And who is me? Some certain freedom in this rhapsod...
Panic!
Dedicated to panic attack sufferers, who understand the horrorIcy flash!Awake at night!Jolt shoots through my being!Numbness travels up my arms -And as I lose my feeling -Heart thumps fast at such a pace,It seems to want to flee me -High pitched shriek Runs through my headMy chest in death grip squeezing -Body cold...
The Vampire
Was he a vampire, or was it a dream?The vampire tried to bite me, in a dream I had once -Instead, he bit my finger.I woke up with my heart pounding -My finger hurt. The vampire was someone I adored -He glided through my days like a slim, dark silhouette -He was always quiet – quiet, I thoug...