#horror poetry

[milkbloodguts]

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[itcamefrombeneaththeblog]

Dreams of a Soul Mate

As a boy I dreamed about this girl,

As a man she asked me why I still hadn't found her

Endless summers in my mind, mere seconds of time

I can picture your face now

They say we can't do that in dreams

I've looked for you my whole life, and only traces of her

I find in others

It's driven me a bit sad, because you're my soulmate

You told me so

So, where are you?

You told me you loved me,

Is love so fleeting even in dreams?

Sentimental metaphors

Flowery speech to impress upon depth

Meaningless bullshit.

I'm sad goddammit. And I don't feel like sugarcoating that in pretty

Language that softens the impact of my desperate need.

Alone. Loneliness causes a grand chasm pit to

Form in my stomach,

In my heart

In my soul.

I am so lost, for your face remains the same, grown only in

Beauty and desire radiantly beckoning like a lighthouse.

But never do I see the jagged rocks around you.

A warning.

I found her. She told me where to go.

The abandoned factory outside of I-60,

A rust mausoleum of prosperity.

Fitting.

Stupid.

Foolish.

My heart is all those things.

For you.

There she is.

Can't you see her?

Standing in the doorframe.

Black mold lines her pathway.

Decay becomes renewed, its smell pungent like death.

"I've waited so long." The shadow croaks, a voice like

Ice cracking

A voice catching in the throat

A storm.

My feet move, unburdened by thought.

Desire overwhelms.

There she is.

Can't you see her?

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[situationlately]

Hunter's Poem from the Big City, Hunter Hancock

#Stretch and fade #noel miller #meatcanyon #Papa Meat #Hunter Hancock #poem #poetry #horror poetry #horror poem #love poem #love poetry #gothic poetry #gothic poem

[at-the-depths]

I kneel beneath her. I bow at her feet.

In her flawless presence, I am reminded I am at the depths of my own misery.

#mine #at the depths #catholic aesthetic #catholic core #churchcore #creepy #horror aesthetic #catholic clutter core #gothic #gaslight gatekeep girlboss #ultraviolence #poetry #horror poetry

[wholesomemorbid]

I made myself pretty today,

as nice as I can be,

in your favorite mask, my dear,

so that you’ll let me leave.

The skin I stretched is dewy fresh

The clips all match my dress

I know you want my back exposed

and that you’ll be impressed

I’ve woven this with warp of flesh

And wefts just like your brother.

His tendons feel like luxury

You’ll never want another. :)

—

Image description: a digital ink illustration of a feminine humanlike creature viewed from behind as she moves away, glancing over her shoulder. Her skull face has a partial skin mask stretched over it. She’s probably wearing a wig. Her skin is covered in vaguely anatomical patterns, while she wears a slinky dress.

If you vibe with this vibe, consider following me. I’m usually funnier. 1 like = 1 brother-in-law vivisection for fashion’s sake

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[nathaluna]

🪰🪰🪰

fungi.

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[shay-scribbles]

Unforgivable (2024)

In moon's silver gleam,

Fox feasts on white rabbit's dream,

Nature's dance, extreme.

#digital art #art #artwork #my art #animal #my artwork #pixel illustration #pixel art #fox #rabbit #bunny #fox hunt #albino rabbit #albino bunny #sharp teeth #animal nature #animal kingdom #hiaku #poetry #horror poetry

[maryhall]

Ghost

she is the wind in my hair

she lingers in the corner

of my eyes and she haunts

these old creaky floorboards

she’s in the walls, in my skin

i itch, beneath she squirms

in the peeling yellow paper

in the peeling yellow skin

she reflects in the mirror

and i see her in my eye

she is always nearby

but she is never here

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[think-through-pen]

The Neighbour

The spade's sound stomps on my head

as my neighbour digs earth, laughing;

I cannot say—not a word,

his laughter doesn't ring but sTings.

Once I peeped at two in morn:

all I saw was a bloodstained blanket.

He caught my hand with no warn,

and I awoke in a casket...

(Written by: Neighbour)

Taglist: @most-ment @jordynhaiku @universetalkz @hauntedandwholesome @sweetwarmcookies16 @fordothepoet @yumiraaa @twisted0limbs @vixen1012 @littlemissjahi

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[milkbloodguts]

Putrid Feminine

There's something so horrifying and putrid about my femininity. Every time I lean into it, I become a God. I can't just be pretty, I want to fuck, destroy, possess, be the centre of attention, be the best.

I want to cut others down with my tongue, persuade with my breasts, and lather myself in blood to soften my skin. I want to take a knife and pull myself apart at the seams, like a cheap pair of stockings yanking each vein out like a loose thread.

I've never understood how to be feminine, every attempt I make is monstrous, bitter, putrid.

I am holding a lighter up to the wax of myself trying to reshape myself into something pretty and quaint. Instead I am just fleshy and pink, writhing and seething.

-H.R.

#female hysteria #femcore #girl interrupted syndrome #suburban gothic #unhinged #cursed #horrorcore #horror poetry #monstrous feminine #feminime #female rage #creepycore #dark grunge #grungecore

[helenewate]

Roadkill

a little poem from the hauntings that i wrote today based off a cautionary tale i was always told as a kid. it’s meant to mimic the style of a nursery rhyme.

Two little boys,

cradled by leaves.

Two little brothers,

cowering beneath a tree.

Two boys dangling

in the road like bait.

Two brothers flattened

like flapjacks in ‘68.

Don’t veer into ditches

on the side of the road.

You never know who lies

where the tires should go.

Bits of brain,

fragments of bone.

Two little boys

who never came home.

—olivia garrett aka helene wate, the hauntings

#my words #my poetry #midwestern gothic #horror poetry #horror art #midwestern gothic art #midwestern #midwest #small town america #small town horror #rural gothic #poetry #poem #helenewate #helene’s poetry #helene’s hauntings

[revenantpoet]

Observable System Transcendence: A Collection of Signalis Poetry

I did it! I wrote fifty-six poems, one for each track on the Signalis soundtrack, and wrapped it up into a nice, shiny collection! It’s still up on AO3 and here on Tumblr, but I’ve added in a bonus poem and made it into a nice ebook over on Ko-fi! So it’s basically a fancy tip jar, which will go towards some urgent vet bills and house repairs breathing down my neck right now.

This was one hell of an ambitious project, but I never once lost inspiration. Signalis is one of the most beautiful creations I’ve ever experienced, and the fellow fans I’ve met along the way have been some of the coolest people I’ve met. Thank you so, so much to anyone who showed me any support <3

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[at-the-depths]

We are in her garden. She watches us.

She hides beneath the leaves.

Her eyes glazed over. She watches us.

She hides behind the trees.

She stares right past us. She watches us.

#mine #at the depths #catholic core #catholic aesthetic #southern gothic #midwest gothic #midwestern gothic #southern goth aesthetic #goth aesthetic #creepy #churchcore #religious imagery #catholic clutter core #horror aesthetic #horror short story #horror poetry

[seventhpine]

heart

my heart belongs to you, my love every other part of me, too all that is within me is yours, you, whom I adore.

you are so very hungry, my love and I, my dear, am absolutely famished so let us have a feast and eat as we've never done before.

it's been so long, my love since we've eaten together, as two but, darling, it's such a pleasure to share this meal with you.

first, I'll take this knife and carefully carve her up savor every single bite a symbol of our love.

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[nathaluna]

Sorry for the delay.

Presenting: 🐦‍⬛ The Murder 🐦‍⬛

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[theriddlersunderwear]

I eat

The meat is warm and soft between my teeth

I can barely hear their screams

I eat

I consume and consume and consume

But no matter how much of you I take...

I will never taste

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