The Time Traveler’s Dilemma
Slowly growing, rotting At the same time knowing you are only evolving to die Mixing like mulch As your ashes engulfed Into dirt that grows dry with the passing of time ...And you spread through the ground Decomposing, fueling forward Deep below trees you'll dissolve under the pressure Devoured by time, you're dust in the texture The insects that eat your decay Reborn in the eggs that they lay Broken down to a gel Recycled into new cells
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I can feel her legs, I can feel her arms Reaching out for me, even in my dreams When she turned her head, symmetrical her face Half of it was rotten, withered with decay Sweet like rotten fruit, the aftertaste of bile Fermented, fuming breath (the maggots in her smile) Begging for a taste, in you I'll make a child A womb of noxious paste (the maggots in her smile) Tormented by visions, a nightmare every night Teeth are missing, maggots flow from overbite Her eyes so sweet but wrinkles betray what she has seen A past filled with predators who fiend her being (Beauty is in the sty of the beholder...) Her voice, like a broken organ in the night, making screams that only I can hear A voice, the voice that once had called to me, muffled by the maggots in her smile Dig up my grave- demonic nails Smiling beast, a species feasting on humans' emotions bleeding Parasitic psychic predator in shadows on the ceiling Waiting, watching In patience, stalking I can still smell fragrances and oils Mixed to mask the lingering of musk
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Beyond the walls you've tried to keep them in Your loved ones could find horrors beyond mention The frailties found in your fear, the fissures of your mind Will be revealed in your breaking The slow withering of time Paranoid, under delusions Talking out of time "Chattering teeth fill my visions I wish they would chew out my eyes" Past mental traumas displacing your thoughts A medicine stupor to deafen your faults Slow and lethargic, defensive and scared Your nerves have been numbed now you sit in a chair Broken down - not a sound Blood and brown stain the ground The pattern of your thoughts has been withered away Even as you struggle, it continues to fray Vomit your pills Eyes swell with dreams See things that aren't Scatter like leaves tare at the sky Until you're blind
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
I have become obsessed With my own inner visions Waiting in a corner at the end of time Frozen in fractures of moments Staring behind in slow motion Shattered mindscape looks like shingles I cannot speak, cannot show them (At the end of time...) Entered my mind, I couldn't go back I saw other lifetimes but that's when I cracked - petrified So I sit and stare And I see things others don't Beings, presences blinking in and out of time They wonder how I can see them and try to make me blind Multiverse Dementia Vision is split into multiple perceptions (Waves in psychic pools become a strong tsunami) Orchestrating organisms' evolution into war Other voices without bodies at the borders of the soul As I gaze into passing parallels I can see beyond and through my own time Lives I never lived, astral eyewitness Traded a piece of my soul and my mind, sacrificed, once bright Demented, trapped like a fly in a jar In so little time, I traveled so far
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Researchers journey into distant lands Unearthing temples beneath desert sands Presence of evil, animals feel it Under the black cloud of demonic spirits Sickness and plague, people are dying Project suspended, workers are striking Dismissive scientist continues writing Does not realize what the mirror is hiding Infected mind, possession complete Possessed by an entity - spiritual leech Dreams of walking in a local village Children with maggots in their eyes Hyenas eating people on the outskirts Before a beast and begging for their lives Awaking in a cold sweat covered heat to toe in flies Running to the mirror, staring back at sties A place no one should ever have to come to A place that was buried under sands A place that imprisoned evil powers This time, there's no washing of hands It's too late to put back what you have unearthed Waited so long for this rebirth Spreading a disease throughout all mankind just to wreak havoc with spirits and conquer minds all through psychic vampirism. Parasitic hybrid - ancient, original state
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Timeless, formless, nameless source Ancient voices shaking shores Within the words we're limited but it's a working force A waste of time to trace the patterns of your mind Your mind is feeding from a force field Your mind is falling into time I've got a virus in my mind that I would never want to share with anyone Not even people I wish dead It tells me that it's from the past and the future all at once I can't catch my breath I can feel it on my right brain Now it's on the left A timeless, formless presence shaking in my chest I can see it all at once, like a pane of glass compressed The whole of time and space but it's too much to digest Transfer completed, a body for a season Presence of evil, no perception from people Beyond all reason, there is no way to reach him This is the routine, the cycle of the leeches
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
Devour... Doomed to roam an island inhabited in life Soul of a man - no body or mind Lost as they linger in time A hungry ghost which moans and longs to die Hear them - at night they try to eat the sky (Devouring the Hungry Ghost) Lost in lusting emptiness, no intellect - a spirit Leapers... Lost, transparent stares that disappear and look right through you (Hear them - at night they try to eat the sky) Haunted, take a look into the future The mirror, a preliminary poltergeist Possessed by a spirit, a longing wanderlust To roam the earth unsalvaged To never be as one A yearning never realized A shadow of a flame Once burning like a fire, a humble ash ashamed Devour the hungry ghost Before it has time to host Devour the hungry ghost The one that fear the most
Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026
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Submitted by Nargaroth — Jun 18, 2026