-
Automatonophobia I hate it
-
by J Macabre
38 lines, 10 comments,
on Oct 4 4:25 PM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Adult, Dark, Weird, My own style, Noguest
-
by J Macabre
33 lines, 6 comments,
on Oct 1 6:47 PM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Adult, Dark, Weird, My own style, Noguest
-
walking across a tight rope, i see nothing below,
-
Torturing each other, in front of my sight.
-
by J Macabre
46 lines, 14 comments,
on Sep 12 5:23 AM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Dark, Adult, Weird, My own style, Other
-
by J Macabre
10 lines, 9 comments,
on Sep 7 8:14 PM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Dark, Adult, Weird, My own style, Abstract
-
by J Macabre
32 lines, 8 comments,
on Sep 7 6:43 PM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Dark, Adult, Weird, My own style, Abstract
-
by J Macabre
31 lines, 15 comments,
on Sep 1 1:25 AM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Terror, Dark, Weird, My own style, Adult, Death, Abstract
-
by J Macabre
37 lines, 16 comments,
on Aug 26 5:53 PM. In Horror, Gore, Terror, Macabre, Adult, Dark, Weird, My own style, Abstract, Death
-
by J Macabre
51 lines, 17 comments,
on Aug 25 2:52 AM. In Horror, Gore, Macabre, Dark, Adult, Weird, My own style, Death, Terror
-
by J Macabre
41 lines, 12 comments,
on Aug 21 3:02 AM. In Horror, Gore, Terror, Dark, Adult, Weird, My own style, Death, Macabre
-
How could your thoughts be so low???
To think that God would have wished so
Neither Allah nor Jesus,
-
My heart my heart, how it cries out as it begins to break! Amid the wreckage, my eyes stare gasping in awe of the horror and despair.
-
-
I quickly follow my nightly routine, securing my home and battoning down the hatches. Windows are barred and doors are securely locked. I c
-
-
I feel the wind in my face, It makes me shiver
-
-
Blood splatterd On a white apron
-
thoughts become visions
visions become too vivid
-
Don’t worry, Mother, I put her back in her box everyday.
My mother once said, "Rigor Mortis is terror juxtaposed with sculpture."
-
Describe it to yourself: getting deadly now
Bullets murder air, and pelt with bursting sound
-
Ek qahar si machi jab angaar baras pade Mera yeh sheher angaaron main sulagta chala gaya
-
Living in fearfulness
The dread never seems to cease
-
Death is standing upon the cliff
threatening to betray me
-
-
Please dont call me crazy, Please dont name me mad,
-
-
the crashing glass rings hard in my ear I can't forget myself
-
Wars will be fought Missiles launched
-
The mourning ground of tiny creatures With unlike human facial features
-
Your grandfather
And great grandfather
-
when ghouls walked in glory
and ghosts flit to and fro.
-
Hard to breath and hard to sleep
your arms around me as I weep
-
a memory of when i was place in a yellow rubbish bin with the lid fastened, the day i almost died
-
-
Your supposed serenity, Is not really the place for me.
-
He lain in a Baghdad hospital,
They said he had no hope.
-
On the eleventh of September,
Two thousand and one.
-
7/7 London terror
Ont the local bus and heading west,
-
America united................
America united,
-
-
-
We stand here now in the day and age
-
The last sound I heard
was ringing and then
-
-
-
-
|