Terrifyer

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maybe she'll snap her wrist doing cartwheels or her ankle dancing drunken at some rave maybe she'll go through a windshield and have twinkling bits of glass stuck in her face she's so pretty in her casts damaged so perfectly she's so pretty in her casts the prettiest thing i've ever seen i only get to hold her when she's injured i only get to kiss her where she's sore

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 25, 2025

dopesick for your sympathy i'm a cold slithering monster haunting your holy footsteps forever sweetheart blacken my eyes they'll still shimmer like assassin knives cut my lips off see the lacerations grin i'm a student of obsession you taught me everything i know

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 25, 2025

she rolls out of bed with the blankets wrapped around her dragging like the virgin's wedding gown there's a sacred hourglass at the base of her spine four arms offer caresses four arms brandish knives her tongue twirls in her mouth spinning webs of lies

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 25, 2025

my eyes have changed color some sick yellow that i've never seen my stomach is knotted with hunger for the taste of her sex obscene she whispers such sweet death threats in my daydreams so punish me for weakness blame me for everything i don't like the suffering i like the sympathy it brings

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

in this two bedroom tomb i'm sitting all alone with the television static and refrigerator drone i'm waiting for those blessed arms that seem to wrap around me six or seven times praying for them to come home i could cut myself to pass the time haven't felt anything in days a six year old girl dances on my ceiling she might as well be dancing on my grave

Submitted by NecroGod — Apr 25, 2025

someday i'll find a way to win her over she knows it's me calling again i can feel her rolling her eyes these words i used to scream from the rooftops they just fall like ash from my tongue

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

with trembling fingers i trace her jawline such a geometric mystery of celestial design her fragile lips form delicate grins to spite the sour heart within i count the freckles on her shoulders i taste confection 'tween her thighs

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025

she frolics through the rain whispering love insane her kisses exit through heart-shaped exit wounds her skin like flesh of angels her blood my catholic wine it moves slowly through me disintigrates my spine she's got heroin embraces that i still need to be in i force myself to loathe her so i can fall for her again her lips are wet with venom her posture's serpentine she'll touch my arm and flowers grow there poisonous and obscene all her shrugged little movements and their despotic majesty in the midst of such perfection i can't help but feel diseased

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

like ss regalia on your skeletal frame a forked tongue french kiss from three feet away we hold each other like hostages on last time as the vipers spiral down your leg then spiral up mine

when she touches me it's like a rodent sifting through garbage but it's better than just rotting away when she kisses me her lips are like chalk beneath empty socket eyes compassion takes too much effort i suppose the dead honeybees suckle withered flowers 'cause they don't know what else to do

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 25, 2025

the tape across your mouth says more than your words ever could you're squirming and screaming as i tease your eyes with glowing needles crawl slug drag your shattered legs behind i know no matter how much i hurt you she'll always love you more than me but all of this isn't fo rthe sake of her love it's for the sake of my jealousy

Submitted by The Void — Apr 25, 2025

the bullet hole looks so right in your head like it'd been missing all along the blood streaked across your face like some twisted lover's deformed lipstick trace staring at your reflection windering how you're still alive wondering if she's somewhere laughing deciding whether to let you die

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 25, 2025

yesterday she showed me her bruises pulled her sweater up underneath her breasts they were scattered 'cross her rib cage like a little patch of violet rorshach tests she said just 'cause i can't crawl inside you that doesn't mean i'm not your parasite she used to be so radiant so sexy when she laughed now her eyes look like gravesites as she speaks in epitaphs

Submitted by SerpentEve — Apr 25, 2025

half asleep in an open grave i'm gazing into the sky carving her shape in the dark clouds i want her to drown me in her poison i thought she was sewing up my wounds but she was really planting tumors inside

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 25, 2025

your heart looks delicious she says licking her lips as her kamikaze fists crash into floating ribs i stare at you the way you stare at your mirror so please show me no mercy don't be a soft assassin i scream though i'm laughing inside i know you can't destroy me but you're adorable when you try

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 25, 2025

buildings collapse in the distance behindyou but i'm hypnotized by your quivering voice your fluttering eyes that i don't see them fall they could open all the cages set every demon free send a bullet screaming to the president's head crack it open for everyone te see i'm dead to this world so bury me deep in your arms tonight

push my fingers past her ear watch them disappear into her brown hair i wish the rest of me could go with them her bedroom is quiet but my heart screams a horrifying sound like a hundred crippled horses lying on the ground begging for a rifle to come and put them down

Submitted by Infernal Flame — Apr 25, 2025

i can swallow secrets and spit up blackmail saccharine words and plastic charm can dazzle for a short time i just want to help you in my own selfish way i will bow my head and kiss your hand wishing i could snap every finger

Submitted by NecroLord — Apr 25, 2025

i can feel the glacial crawl of time like a dull razor carving up my face i can feel the last drops of youth lingering inside i write another love letter to another heartless girl

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 25, 2025

these strange thorned vines spring from the ground they wind around me so they bind me down she moves across the rosegarden suspended in a dark cloud of flies her toes drag the tops of the flowers and leave them blackened and shrivelled in her wake her hands dangle from thin strings of skin her forearms they're like gun barrels smoking crimson

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 25, 2025