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The AsylumA Book by Alexandra WA psychological story that blurs the lines of reality to show the best and worst of humanity, and the darkness of the mind. |
InsaneA Poem by Voice Croweslewing into despair I sit -- alone. my head pounding against a hardened surface, I consider. Perhaps .. |
A Moon SicknessA Poem by andrewbltyeAnd the day becomes chimerical " dusk arrives with the snap of a guitar string, the quick sti.. |
Voices Of The ShadowsA Poem by Dominik D. RavensA choir that cries in the night. Can you hear it? |
Never Let The Monsters InA Poem by Dominik D. RavensDeath isn't the worst part. Fear is what will take your life. |
ParanoidA Poem by Alison VictoriaIs everything what we think it is? |
Resonance of a Soul, RemovedA Poem by J.M. Santós*Breathe in* Mother universe Show me how to breathe again. Feel my feet against your soil and ground me, I beg of you, ground me. For my spirit.. |
Cornered AnimalA Poem by LazerRays...How paranoia insanity is to me.... |
Mad HatterA Poem by The Moaning PoetIn a little shop of hats, There lives a man who’s slightly mad. He barks at the chimney, Talks to the walls And worst of all he sing.. |
22 THE FINAL ACT OF MADNESSA Chapter by Peter RogersonAll things must end... |
My Soul Has Gone InsaneA Poem by IlluminaMy soul and your soul have known each other, I knew it when around you I felt at home, When kissing your hand felt so natural, Like I had done it a.. |
Untitled Poem - Ranting About Someone I LovedA Poem by After Eight DinnerSlice out the ribAnd take it to make something greaterPack the tendon in a themrosAnd write a poem for meIn the skin above my peckTell me how you feel.. |
Dripping SpineA Story by After Eight DinnerDumb, forever numb, fantasizing bout when I was ripe as the plumDark and nasty, feeling the grass turn and twistDecade gone, we're falling off, I'm no.. |
Faded SuntopA Poem by After Eight DinnerI feel a strong sense That I've lost my friends tonightCompletely paranoid, lost inside Bleeding through my shirtTake me outside, and let me die there.. |
Natalie's UrgesA Story by After Eight DinnerThey signed my name to an agreement I never madeA curse, lasting me from now until my endBorne from the echoes of love, pure manipulation and liesStru.. |
Handycam 560XA Story by After Eight DinnerThe walls were black with flecks of neon color, psychedelic stars in the emptiness of space. How he longed to have such simplicity. Forged by deat.. |
Strongarmed Redface HandloaderA Poem by After Eight DinnerStark naked river dancersStreaking sunburned otters run wildlyDucks burying their heads in the wheatDolphins driving tractors across interstate linesS.. |