The social macabre of high school has long since past, but of late, the antiquated friendships of my youth have become increasingly heavy on my mind. Maybe it’s my morbid curiosity of their passé lives, or perhaps I long to rekindle some of the past friendships, I’ve come to despise. I laugh at the slight quirky hypocrisy of it all and pretend as if I, in some deluded way, am the only one that follows a unique path.
I have no time for the injustices in your heart
I’ve said my truth
You say you feel no fear
It’s foolish of you to be blinded
Fear is not weakness
Fear is a tool
To embrace wholly
How you use fear
Will be your merit
Or your demise
I’m sick with a stagnate decay
Of city lights
Coffee bound nights
And tobacco fights
I’ve been up for several nights
All I know is a walk in the woods
Alone and afraid
I must stay
I talk about freedom and heresy
Raining blood and tyranny
Please just let me be
Slow and free
I’ve become more than morbid
Something like a rotten turtle
Warped and decayed from years of ingested filth
My home is deep down
And I’ve lived here for some time
No one notices me
I think they choose not to
No one likes to think of the holey world
They pretend it’s sanitary
And for me it is, I suppose
The morbid fantasy we have
When you see red, It’s done
I’ve never been one to tidy-up for company.
Not that I’ve ever had company.
Though , I’d like to consider the possibility of maybe one day, having company.
I’d like to invite someone over.
Maybe we could dine on sauteed heart, and wash it down with a big gulp of chilled blood.
I’d boil the tongue
Red rain and it’s done
Come on it’ll be fun
You never know
When the world will burn
Don’t ya ever shun
That old lady
Peking out ‘er window
She may be a witch
With an itch
For some delicious tongue
What!! This is beyond strange!
Originally posted on Fort Smith/Fayetteville News | 5newsonline KFSM 5NEWS:
GEORGIA (LEDGER-ENQUIRER) – Georgia Police arrested a 26-year-old homeless man in a necrophilia case, according to Capt. Gordon Griswould with the Columbus Police Department.
Domonique Smith was arrested Monday (Feb. 9) and is accused of stealing a bicycle from the Hill Watson Peoples Funeral Service. During the investigation of the burglary, police say they found evidence that Smith had sex with a dead woman.
If convicted, the necrophilia charge carries a prison sentence of one to 10 years.
“The investigation led us to believe he had a sexual act with the woman’s body,” Griswould said.
Griswould didn’t comment on the type of sexual act Smith allegedly performed on the body. The victim wasn’t identified, but her family has been informed of the charges and the ongoing investigation, Griswould said.
The crime is thought to have happened between 7 p.m. on Sunday (Feb. 8) and 7 a.m. on Monday (Feb. 9).
Griswould said he couldn’t…
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A boy afraid of the darkness
Ran into the dark forest
He lived there until he was 24
When he moved back to civilization
He was only afraid of himself
Afraid of nothing
Lived in the same forest for a short time
When he’d had all he could take
Afraid of only the boy
A women entered the same dark forest
She was afraid of many things
She lived there for nearly her entire life
She moved back to civilization
Afraid of nothing!