My darkside drools, to scare the crap, out of some fools. I don't want to hurt them bad, I just want to drive them almost mad. To within an inch, as I grip with my pinch.
Then turn them loose shaking, with their bodies only aching. Give them a dose of their own, the same way they pick a bone. Really make them think, how their own evil stink.
A short walk in the dark, the same way evil ignites spark. Messing up loves day, with its evil play. Maybe not so wise in nature, but load my camera, for the party capture.
Grady,
I think it is better for us, as writers, to express our darker sides through our writings than in other ways. If we take our darkness out on others, then we only prove weakness and accomplish nothing. It's best that we vent in our own way. Nice write, by the way!
Take care,
Jill
Did you ever wonder what happened after the Archangel Michael through the demons out of heaven? Let one of them guide you through the origin of evil in the world.
In the end they'll all be dancin'--all them ones that didn't die.... Dance with me in the shadows amidst the lightning and the thunder, and all that nu-cu-lar debris. See the big bang from the other side, and then open that cellar door. Go down into
The Butcher's Boy
- 2011 Readers Favorite Award Silver Medal Winner in Horror - Fiction
A Paranormal/Chiller by Michael Robb
Thirty-one years ago, Buxly the Butcher went to trial for killing h
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Just don't write while driving a car,
This I have done in the past,
In fact I still have the permanent scar...Ed
Man you on the roll again!!
Love Tinka
Grady this is a great cathartic poem!
Eileen
I think it is better for us, as writers, to express our darker sides through our writings than in other ways. If we take our darkness out on others, then we only prove weakness and accomplish nothing. It's best that we vent in our own way. Nice write, by the way!
Take care,
Jill