(Belongs in horror. Thank you for your consideration. Sick site, by the effin way) There is a distinct pleasure to be had hunting. There are cries, sweats and moans all ending in blood and screams. Alert! A Murderer follows you in the night beneath a wicked moon. There is a howl in the air as… Continue reading Stalker
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Intoxicated
The mind games you play are the mind games I invent for my own pleasurable pain. Created out of fear of losing you when knowingly, there’s nothing to lose. Blissful as your tasted conquered me whole; slave of your body, your eyes, your lips, your lust…of you. What am I if not a puppet of… Continue reading Intoxicated
3 Dark Shadows
Find herein 3 pieces of poetry by myself…enjoy the shadows… 6 PM to 6 AM From dusk ‘till dawn Friendly society of the night In many forms…in many places Stealing, drinking away the nightly hours