Tags : Scream

Whispering Walls

Whispering Walls

A Poem by David Lewis Paget


The place was a crumbling ruin,It sat on the top of a hill,If we hadn’t been travelling tired that dayWe may have been travelling still,But you ..
Bleed

Bleed

A Poem by Emily


I am going to believe
The Horror, The Horror, The Horror

The Horror, The Horror, The Horror

A Story by Stephe R. Seede


A look at the horror genre and all it's subgenres, and it's evolution over the decades, from the Universal Movie Monsters of the 1930s, to the horror ..
It Was Me

It Was Me

A Poem by Emily


We left the party
Running

Running

A Poem by Emily


I could barley see the grass
My guilt

My guilt

A Poem by Rae Newsome


Feeling alone agian.the streetlight coming in through my window.shadows dancing across my wall.darkness falling faster than i can think.fear carresing..
Bring me to life

Bring me to life

A Poem by loveless


A poem about Resurrection
Ruby's Diary

Ruby's Diary

A Story by Aurafiex


Curiosity can be deadly... sometimes.
One

One

A Chapter by Loubilou


The girl with the long brown hair looked out of the window and watched her older brother, by two minutes, walk along the garden path.
A scream

A scream

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson


One of my oldest poems and still one of my faves. It was published in a literary journal called Event in Vancouver Canada in the 1990s.
Have No Fear, Beloved

Have No Fear, Beloved

A Poem by CrimsonHints


Your body twists in the night and your hands cry out for my touch. Your eyes burrow into the darkness beneath your closed eyes. Your lungs inhale in y..
I'm Gone

I'm Gone

A Poem by CrimsonHints


I hear their incessant cawing. They've mocked me with their soot plummage and crimson eyes for too long.They sit atop tombstones, shrieking of the dam..
Deceived world

Deceived world

A Poem by Kira


In the obsolete and miserable mind, I was a serpentine remains of my sorrowful past, surrendered to the insane thoughts of my reflected self and my ..
The nowhere

The nowhere

A Poem by Kira


Everything was slowed down, I lived the moment as if it was a year and the gruesome thoughts within me were passing by ever so slowly, stabbing me i..
Intimacy & Immediacy

Intimacy & Immediacy

A Poem by Sarah Roehrig


A very haunted memory