Evil

Mindless Puppets

It's a feeling thats overwhelming

Overloading my senses with dark power

Saturating my thoughts with corrupting influences

My mind does not darken but instead turns to light

I am reawakened

I can feel it's presents within me

Taking no form it consumes me from within to survive

Leaching off the hatred it has spawned inside me

Intertwining itself to my blood it has no limitations

Control is replaced with pleasure

The actions I take are not my own

This infection has become my cure

To the mundane life I once had 

It was nothing but a thorn I wished to rip from my mind

Everything I touch now dies 

Ingesting it's life force to sustain my decaying body

I only fear losing my symbiotic bond

Knowing that I need this evil and it does not need me

I'm am a willing victim to this sinister entity

Bound by blood I exist only within my own SCHELL

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

A formless evil consumes the mind of a willing victim

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Apocalyptic Resonance

DEATH smiles in the face of fear

Seething with hatred it begins

Whispers start echoing that suffocate the soul

Leaving a bleak hallowed existence

Siphoning all hope of sanctity

The hand of PESTILENCE infects

Blackening the eyes with dispare 

Enveloping the mind in WAR

A canabalistic bloodlust rages within

Spawning a cancerous growth with an uncontrollable hunger

Rigormortus ensnares the body

As FAMINE consumes any organic  remains  

A faint glimmer flickers

A window into the decaying eyes 

Seeing the future for what it is...

Emptiness

 
Author's Notes/Comments: 

Tied the four horsemen aspect into a nice dark verse. 

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A Little Child

Folder: 
Poetry

Have to be a little child from my father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my evil and good Father.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts.

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Genesis

The Stepford Model

     We are programmed. We are complacent.

     Eve was never tempted.

     The apple never bittten.

 

No evil allowed. No knowledge of the choice of evil.

 

Human existence- simplified, beautiful, lacking.

      an eerie Sim-like board game

      Everyone wins. (No one cares.)

 

Bitten apple. Serpant wins.

      Vast knowledge and an evil.

      Depth now applicable within the

      Human spirit, the human experience. (Freedom of choice.)

 

Wars, destruction

      Under human control

      Optional-

      Part of the apple's contract

 

The Lord's power is great, yet

      Allows for us to choose.

      Everyone wins. But world's evil is not 

 

At the blame of the Creator

      but at the application, the choice

      of humans to give in to and act upon

      The knowledge of evil.

 

 

This is why I despise snakes. 

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damaged

Folder: 
open door's

You came in and took something that was not your's and now left me scared and open for the world to see once you shield me,now I stand broken and left picking up the peaces of what was hole once. YOU BROKE ME

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To Become

Society's filled so dark
A sickness fit to last
A hasty hungry shark
A one that bites the glass

The air turns a poison mist
and the grass turns to a distant waste
A glare becomes a fist
and then a flower becomes erased











Irrepressible Sadness

I wake up and think about when I had you next to me

I drive and think of when you wanted to come with.

 

I try to work, and remember the fun we had painting together.

I try to shed tears yet my eyes have no moisture left

So I choke from my tear ducts taking moisture from my throat.

 

I go through each day hoping to see you, wanting to hold you

Just wanting to talk, and longing for your touch again.

I need you in my life more than blood to flow through my heart.

 

You promised never to leave

Although from the start I knew you would.

 

I tried to part then, to avoid this pain again.

You stopped me and held me, and said you’d never go.

 

I said that I couldn’t believe that, since I had been so heartbroken before

You promised again, blocking the door

…and I believed you.

 

Swore up and down that you were there to Stay

Even signed it in blood, you would not go away

…and I believed you.

 

Yet where are you now, in my time of need?

Where are you now, as I sit here and bleed?

 

Have you ever really cared?...Will anyone, Can anyone truly care?

For another human being, as the way I have and still do.

 

I dined you and fed you the best that I could,

And wanted to buy you the life of your dreams.

But you wanted more than my life could give.

So you chose to leave me in search of one finer.

 

And now we don’t speak, nor even write words

Because of the choices to remain unheard.

 

Yet try as I might to show you my love,

I have no other option but accepting you leave.

 

You came to my life as an Angel to save.

Yet left me with a dagger still burning in my heart.

A Little Child

Folder: 
Thoughts

Have to be a little child from my father,

Have to obey Cthulhu evermore.

And all bad things turned into dust,

By my evil and good Father.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Some thoughts I had.

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Black Galleys

Folder: 
Cthulhu Mythos

The race of the moon-beasts

Inhabit the far side of the Moon.

Sailing Earth's Dreamlands,

In sinister black galleys,

Trading for gold and slaves.

 

Hideous to look upon,

Concealing themselves below decks

When they come into the port

Of the ever-beautiful Dreamlands.

One I recall is Dylath-Leen,

Whom no man has ever seen.

 

The horned-men of Leng,

Take care of all trading marks.

The galleys take the slaves

To an island in the Cerenerian Sea

Called the Nameless rock,

Where they are tortured till eternity.

 

The evil vessel galleys

Sail off the edge of the world

Past the great cataract in the west,

And through the gulf

That separates the Earth from the Moon.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Mythos poem.

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