#BloodnGuts#Gore#Zombies#Deadites#Horror

The Doctor is In

Going to hell

every single day

 

Burning inferno

never ending pain

 

Can't die because I've

already passed away

 

Chains rapped around my body,

hooks inserted into my face

 

The agony can not be comprehended

when your soul has been turned inside out

 

When you have been mutiliated again and again

and you wish it was just a bad dream

 

But as hard as you try to deny the truth

and close your eyes 

 

And take your mind somewhere else

You are always taken back down to reality,

 

To face the horror

of your existence

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Assimilation

Transformed;

molting the cocoon

 

Cybernetic implants inserted

into your flesh

 

Your arms and legs amputated

and replaced

 

All this happening while you

are still awake

 

the horror of this rape

 

But nothing you can do

but to take the pain

 

and watch 

as you are mutilated

 

 

 

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Grim

Grim reaper at your door

unlocked, he walks in.

all is quiet, all is still;

creeping like a lizard,

he slithers into your bedroom;

you sleeping like child,

with dreams of evergreen forests;

he makes his way to your bed

with dagger in hand and stabs

you in the heart multiple times;

again and again,

blood flowling,

sheets stained 

and your lifeless corpse

spreadeagle waiting

for someone to discover

it;

 

He walks out, still, with dagger

in hand, without a trace,

and leaves, locking your door,

never to be seen again. 

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Down in the Morgue

Autopsy

beginning

 

Bonesaw

spinning

 

Bone cutting;

brain revealing

 

dead eyes staring

up at the light

 

dead eyes staring

into my life

 

A victim unknown,

fingerprints cut off

 

A victim discovered

at the bottom of the river

 

just Some random person

someone wanted to get rid of 

 

Just some John Doe,

name unknown

 

 

 

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Blood Spatter

Bloot spatter all over the floors,

all the over the walls

 

Brain matter potruding out of the hole,

bullet casing next to the eye ball

 

Blood spatter,

too much of a mess

 

The investigation just beginning

into who could have done this

 

 

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Amputated

Infected by the necrotizing fascitis;

going to lose a limb,

going to lose a life

 

Necotizing facitis

infected my mind

 

Necrotizing facitis

killing me inside

 

The smell of my rotting flesh;

my fucking rotting stench

 

fills the air,

a sign of death: to stay away

 

This premature decay,

this wasted life

 

There is no hope:

might as well just

shoot me in the head

and turn out the lights

 

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Arisen

Empty graveyard

in the dark of the night

but not as empty as you might first suspect

 

At the whoos of owls

and the howls wolves

the dead beckon

 

Awoken from their slumber,

this never ending hunger;

the void of death,

 

These creatures arisen

from their graves,

all rotten and misplaced

 

Deformed and

ready to feed 

 

Looking for victims

to consume,

 

The dead;

walking;

 

Under the sign of a full moon,

 

 

 

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Dead in the Water

Trapped beneath the frozen

lake; drowning in the icy swill

 

Staring up at the surface;

suffocating, falling

 

No one to save you

this time

 

The end of it all;

 

water entering your mouth

 

helpless but still conscious

 

minutes seeming like hours

 

until finally the light fades from your eyes

 

and you sink to the bottom like a dead weight

 

gone forever. 

 

 

 

 

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Jeepers its the Creeper

Lurking around the corner

never knowing if he's ever really

there,

 

Occupying the same space with you,

some of kind of foul creature

smoking up the air

 

Held up in his room,

doing god knows what,

 

Privacy thrown out the door,

like a robber invading your space

 

Jeepers its a creeper

yet still stuck on the lease together

 

Random assignment;

 a hat pick

 

Life's like a box chocolates

you never what your going to get

 

Sometimes a friend,

somtimes a creature

 

You just never really know what your getting when its a creeper. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

My crazy creepy, crawling roommate from college who never left the apartment.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yPpHyFh2LuU (Scooby Doo)

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