DARK POETRY – “The Old Fallow Field. A Rhyming Horror Story” by John T. M. Herres
The Old Fallow Field A Rhyming Horror Story The land could tell tales, with these fallow pastures, and most of the stories would [Read more…]
The Old Fallow Field A Rhyming Horror Story The land could tell tales, with these fallow pastures, and most of the stories would [Read more…]
She wore a red dress and a blue corset, the laces tied ever so tightly She owned the hardened streets of the moon-lit [Read more…]
When did we grow so bold? We lie for lust and lust for truth We scream both hatred and love Just so that we [Read more…]
Don’t take me down to your hidden chamber, where no light let’s in Only the grief, taken up residence Not a shade to relieve Just [Read more…]
Does it ever end? This feeling. Like a nerve gone numb. A pulse so quiet. A smile so tense. A mask locked into place Just [Read more…]
I stand on your pedestal Mocked My porcelain soul Broken pieces I am that doll You left to gather dust But broken [Read more…]
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