A horror poem for those who like it scary ;)
A poem behind a shooter, abuse, drinking, shooting, death, villain backstory. hope you enjoy bullet.
First my dogs death now that stupid wire
Date for Queen Iphigenia series announced!
You hear your mom calling you from down the stairs, but it wasn't her..
A person awakes in a forest and endures an unbelievable horror
I can't believe this. I never knew I could feel so empty.
A poem i have done in the pasta few times, that i re did, how do you like it?
Bloody marks on my body.... Drops of sweat dripping down my back. I rise my head and close my eyes.. My legs tremble. My hands lose they strength . My moaning comes to an end as my body easy falls on...
It`s cold , i see the water becoming red.I`m on my back. My head is half in the river, my eyes are underwater and my mouth is out. This pain...paralyzes my entire body.... my chest is.... I cannot...
A road trip for 5 college friends leads them into a small town where nothing is what it seems.
A poem about a bruised, battered, bloody, shredded heart that's had ENOUGH.
With a crooked grin, sly hands and one dangerous voice I am hooked.
A horror poem for those who like it scary ;)
A poem behind a shooter, abuse, drinking, shooting, death, villain backstory. hope you enjoy bullet.
First my dogs death now that stupid wire
Date for Queen Iphigenia series announced!
You hear your mom calling you from down the stairs, but it wasn't her..
A person awakes in a forest and endures an unbelievable horror
I can't believe this. I never knew I could feel so empty.
A poem i have done in the pasta few times, that i re did, how do you like it?
Bloody marks on my body.... Drops of sweat dripping down my back. I rise my head and close my eyes.. My legs tremble. My hands lose they strength . My moaning comes to an end as my body easy falls on...
It`s cold , i see the water becoming red.I`m on my back. My head is half in the river, my eyes are underwater and my mouth is out. This pain...paralyzes my entire body.... my chest is.... I cannot...
A road trip for 5 college friends leads them into a small town where nothing is what it seems.
A poem about a bruised, battered, bloody, shredded heart that's had ENOUGH.
With a crooked grin, sly hands and one dangerous voice I am hooked.