The Sadist:
I love it most when they scream in pain;
Cliched as that might sound.
Their tearful pleading exhilarates me;
Especially when they are unbound...
I adore the feeling of letting them run
In the knowledge that they won't get away.
I'm afraid that once you enter my lair;
You are simply here to stay...
My greatest joy is in wresting confessions
For in pain they admit to any crime.
How many times have they renounced their devils
Squealing all the time...
A white hot poker, can work such wonders
The tightest of tongues will turn to slack.
I like to hold it against their flesh;
Until it blisters, chars and goes utterly bla
Don't Call For Blood- Self Harm Prevention Poem by BlackFaeBird, literature
Literature
Don't Call For Blood- Self Harm Prevention Poem
Resist the urge
Resist the urge
Don't call for Blood.
Resist the urge
Resist the urge
Don't call for Blood.
I tell myself
I tell myself
Don't call for Blood.
I repeat
I repeat
Don't call for Blood.
You're better than this
You're better than this
Don't call for Blood.
You're stronger
You're stronger
Don't call for Blood.
You don't need the pain
You don't need the pain
Don't call for Blood.
It's just an addiction
It's just an addiction
Don't call for Blood.
It's not what you need
It's not what you need
Don't call for Blood.
Find a different way
Find a different way
Don't call for Blood.
Please cry out
Please cry o
A World of Blood:
The spirits whisper on a chilling wind
As the blood continues to flow.
I can hear the demons screaming within
As the darkness continues to grow...
Humankind will always be foolish;
Rash decisions are an instinctive need.
But how could they have forgotten our ways;
Tradition is lost to greed...
The zealous will kill the innocent again
As the greedy play out a game of chess.
A book of gods becomes a creed;
It is a ragged shell at best...
My sisters die in the tens of hundreds
And innocent girls are slaughtered like swine.
I'm afraid that in this dying world;
The God of Blood shall dine...
The blind shall follo
Come here little girl
Your heart is mine
Been trailing you
For quite some time
You've got no friends
You're all alone
A life of violence
You've condoned
But that's alright
That is to say
I'm here for you
Starting today
We'll make a pact
Just you and me
I, Slenderman
And you, Nadine
We'll dot all "I's"
Cross every "T"
Signed with our blood
So take your knife,
Cut into me
Don't be afraid
I mean no harm
I'll be your father
Let's see your arm
Yes, pale as ghosts
Let's make the deal
I know how children make you feel
You want them dead, I'll be your host
Possessing you til' their skins peel
Put faith in me,
And I won'
Tale of the Aka no Usagi by GinGin-Schrei, literature
Literature
Tale of the Aka no Usagi
The Tale of the Red Rabbit
The known world consists of three tiers, on which all realms orbit and intersect; Paradiso, the tier of the heavens and the realm of the Gods and the pure. Purgatorio, the tier of the mortal world, moved by the influences of the tiers that it lies between. Inferno, the tier belonging to the circles of Gehenna, where evil in its unadulterated form resides.
Paradiso is compartmentalised into a number of realms; prominently the Overworld, where the Gods and the omnipotent dwell. And Eden, where the purest souls make rest after they leave their mortal bindings. Paradiso is the force of good that flows throughout the b
- Holding Back -
I've lost so many friends,
sitting here watching the horizon ominously waiting for the end of all ends.
Trying to keep myself from the knife,
staring at the hell and broken pieces I call my life.
Trying to hold back tears,
trying to fight back fears,
trying not to think I've wasted all these years.
Trying to smile for him,
and not show him my agony,
let the pain begin,
I'm screaming deep inside of me.
Let me have just one, a little sweet release,
so maybe I'll quit shaking and the burning tears will cease.
Am I strong enough to hold back from the only comfort I have?
I don't want to hurt him or make him sad.
I
Deaths song
Gentle death, sweet escape from sadness,
Gentle death, blissful escape from pain,
Gentle death, grateful rescuer from madness,
Gentle death, ones final lose but greatest gain.
A final goodbye to tears and weeping,
One last night's rest, it's like you're sleeping,
A final goodbye to anger and madness,
One last farewell to pain and sadness.
Come death, sweat death, take me away,
Come death, sweat death, without delay,
Come death, sweat death, let me sleep ever more,
Come death, sweat death, and let us close this final door.
Gentle death, sweat death, deliverer from sadness,
Sweat death, blissful death, savior from mad