Tags Dark
Deadpool/Tanya: The Homicidal ArtistsA Story by Abishai100A wily ninja-vigilante pseudo-cop named Sparrow stalks the worst evil in Detroit, dealing with the dark 'art' of dementia! |
The Night They CameA Poem by sweetspicedgherkinsThe night they came The wind whistled through the trees As the dark shadows approached A young girl watches Paralysed by fear Her window shakes .. |
Darkness as a MirrorA Poem by alittledistractionThe dark is nothing but a mirror. |
But the jails fill up...A Poem by DíanThey want to take your freedom.'They' is not a he or a she.'They' is a machinedisguised as a friend,who no longer wants freedom to ring.Except from th.. |
The Nocturnal BoyA Poem by Eren ToreyA spooky poem, inspired by the dark places in my house! |
On my graveA Poem by MoegetakuDon't insult me By putting a flower on my grave The softness of petals Will be tarnished by the thorns Don't carnage my soul By thin.. |
Depraved Drug SmugglersA Story by Randy JohnsonBefore you continue to read this article, I feel that I should warn you. If you are faint of heart, please don't continue to read. This article is abo.. |
A Breaking StoryA Poem by Ash HoskinsEvery morning when I wake up, I check my phone and see a new headline in the news, usually something about homocide. It never fails. My annoyance by i.. |
Amaranthine CombatA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem out of my book, "Trauma into Beauty" |
Buried In The WeedsA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |
Desperate ChaosA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |
ImmuredA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |
Inside Our Iris DreamA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma into Beauty" |
Inside These WallsA Poem by Molly Ann CarruthA poem from my book "Trauma Into Beauty" |
Dead of NightA Story by LCat80starSomething that shouldn't mortify your brain but make you eager to know more. Is the night really dead or is it just this one man-made structure? A str.. |
The FishA Poem by anxious_alWhen a fish is taken from the oceanThey are not ready to give up the life they knowThere is still so much depth to exploreBut fishermen do not care ab.. |
And again.A Poem by Luna ElenbyDreams |