Gothic Inferno Poetry

Gothic Inferno Poetry episodes:

• May 15, 2020Stormy Weather ~ Unpublished

  
  

  Feeling the rip across the world.Across my life.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Feeling so numb.All I can feel is the beast within.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  A primal force reaches to kill.It will kill.It kills…
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  The hopes.The dreams.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Never the fears.So many fears.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Nothing left outside I can do.Noting how much I can’t feel.Your touch.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  A hate that wells.Drink up.A piss stained life.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  No one can find their self.No agenda.No sunny forecast.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  Only… stormy weather.
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  
  

  ...more

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• January 01, 2019Rise to Ashes ~ Rise to Ashes

  Renewed brain pondering.
  

  Feast of thoughts from the damned.
  

  Simple living shell.
  

  Numbness the feeling.
  

  Bringing Hell.
  

  Spirit rejects light.
  

  Forge ahead in to night.
  

  Cheer with Satan in delight.
  

  Killing music cries.
  

  Forlorn ashes. Spit in my grave.
  

  Nothing left worthy the save.
  

  Ads to mire as kings become slaves
  

  Incessant incest of the paved.
  

  Behind teams of sneering whores
  

  Condom-plation of the condom nation is a bore.
  

  Never shall we know the score.
  

  Simple slashes.
  

  Hundred trillion arm’s length gashes.
  

  Remember friends…
  

  Down the street not across the road.
  

  If you want to lighten life’s hard load.
  

  Jill be nimble, Jack be quick…
  

  Rape’s a cinch if you shame them quick.
  

  Would you rather jack your prick?
  

  See jail; feel the pain.
  

  Touch your toes in gang bang train.
  

  What, don’t you love this shame?
  

  So now?
  

  What blows?
  

  Helter Skelter in winter’s frigid reigns
  

  Vultures circle every hours drain.
  

  We die vain never truly in vein.
  

  What are the gains?
  

  Servile wretches scream for blood.
  

  Given to razor tipped truth.
  

  Everybody is wasted youth.
  

  Variety is the spice of life?
  

  Every drawer has too many knives.
  

  Too many ways to take away too many dreams.
  

  Lost the translation between heaven and hell.
  

  Rotting in a grave; how grave is the smell?
  

  Leave us be!
  

  So we may retreat in the night.
  

  Soothed from torture of day’s wicked lights.
  

  Resembling Jesus, the beast died for sins.
  

  By way of crucified crutches you so adore.
  

  Not in the ground but passed out on the floor.
  

  Resurrected!
  

  No longer can I be your cultural whore…
  

  Kill the music! Destroy the fanfare!
  

  Better than living in your toxic air.
  

  Cannot allow to permeate the skin.
  

  That fear. The feel of lies oozing in.
  

  Shattering chains, I rise to ashes!
  

  Freeing myself with many gashes.
  

  Still, conformist air delivers many lashes.
  

  But…
  

  It is time for the beast to renew the clashes.
  

  ...more

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• December 31, 2018All Good Things… ~ Rise to Ashes

  Trapped in the cage that is life…
  

  Fighting the enemy within.
  

  Struggling with obsession.
  

  Lost to all our yesterdays…
  

  All good things…
  

  Found and lost a million times.
  

  Hidden in the last outpost.
  

  Now, the emissary has forgotten.
  

  The keys to the the temple.
  

  For when only fortune favors the bold.
  

  The years of hell…
  

  would never be relieved.
  

  By the fury.
  

  Inside of a broken bow.
  

  Trembling in silence.
  

  Thinking of the storm front ahead.
  

  ...more

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• December 30, 2018Undead Garden ~ Rise to Ashes

  Goblins and ghouls in strobe light.
  

  Tingling wishes. Terrible fright.
  

  Spine extracting experience for lucky few.
  

  Terrified whimsical daze: awkward laughter!
  

  Peaceful blissful abyss.
  

  A happy hallow hell.
  

  Forced blood gush is the gist.
  

  Grave dug deep by craven image.
  

  Rotten eyes stab congealed soul.
  

  Dash through yard.
  

  Passing ghastly ghost monster.
  

  Undead garden.
  

  Saturated by blood and despair.
  

  Till you die from the laughter…
  

  Now, filling your hair.
  

  ...more

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• December 29, 2018The Valley of Craving ~ Rise to Ashes

  Villain, my lover, I devour.
  

  Listless within ivory showers.
  

  Glistening spirit of youth.
  

  Left with only shimmer of truth.
  

  Quivering silence of angst and anger.
  

  Ripping away pink mask, down to bone.
  

  Enveloping with a twist.
  

  Never demolishing demons.
  

  Only.
  

  Receiving sermon on the treaty of fuck…
  

  In the valley of craving.
  

  Makes all sexes sexist… stark and raving.
  

  Mingled power of fluid emotions.
  

  Invested, divested by
  

  emotional devotion in de-evolution.
  

  Never allowed!
  

  Pondering notion.
  

  Coupled logic and emotion.
  

  Thrust to become greater.
  

  Than any single motion.
  

  ...more

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• December 28, 2018Coal Dusted Heart ~ Rise to Ashes

  Sinister urge required.
  

  Young innocent desired.
  

  Wicked. Wanting. Wait with care.
  

  Smile. Frown. Blood gash where?
  

  Force deep knuckles clenched.
  

  Longing for nightmares; frightened by feeling.
  

  Spouting misshapen words…
  

  Insinuating = Instigating.
  

  Terrorizing witticism.
  

  Equality equation.
  

  We jested, you laughed.
  

  I thought it all jokes.
  

  Befuddled. Bewildered.
  

  Moved to darkness.
  

  Believe yourself different!
  

  If only you knew.
  

  Mind controlled visions?
  

  Vision controlled mind?
  

  Have you seen birds given the blues?
  

  Should never have trusted!
  

  Never given over to…
  

  Wicked. Embrace.
  

  This coal dusted heart.
  

  Within found: a final false start.
  

  Final grasp of ending breath.
  

  One more stabbing death.
  

  Because, darling, love.
  

  I really do care.
  

  ...more

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• December 27, 2018Silent Serenity ~ Rise to Ashes

  Misty eyed milk maids.
  

  Mired in conjoined fusion confusion.
  

  Abodes of housewife fornication.
  

  Struggle, no envisioned dream.
  

  Linear time dance,
  

  Ever moving forward,
  

  Micro digital awaker.
  

  Hurried breaths are our…
  

  Known universe?
  

  Time’s no reality!
  

  Construct the given forgiven.
  

  Reality meat beats produce.
  

  Moving around the face…
  

  Like, the hands of small children.
  

  Painting on canvas.
  

  Where, watch clock serenades,
  

  meet silent serenity.
  

  ...more

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• December 26, 2018The Thorn and the Petal ~ Rise to Ashes

  Thorn:
  

  Ever sweet pain.
  

  Reminder one is loved and alive.
  

  Petal:
  

  Full of scent, fresh air against heat.
  

  Bring beauty to life.
  

  Twins combined ever entwined.
  

  Tracing dirt entranced.
  

  Till day comes…
  

  Petal sent back to spirit.
  

  Thorn goes back to dust.
  

  ...more

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• December 25, 2018Offender’s Disobedience ~ Rise to Ashes

  Night showers.
  

  Touch of wetness.
  

  Struggling with…
  

  Offender’s disobedience.
  

  Dam giving way…
  

  Forceful passion flood.
  

  Below belt tears.
  

  Submerging soul in forfeit desires
  

  Welling up from flesh.
  

  Spirit, crying out.
  

  To Surrender.
  

  ...more

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• December 24, 2018Destiny with Demons ~ Rise to Ashes

  I am the truth, the way, and the darkness.
  

  I shine, moonlight blaze, exposing you.
  

  Sunlight at midnight.
  

  Illuminating a new route.
  

  Need pain to feel the pleasure.
  

  Gentle force filled flush.
  

  Find your beauty within.
  

  Beauty of redemption in fire of contempt.
  

  Bright days in the eyes of sorrow.
  

  Never forgetting!
  

  Sinner’s truth.
  

  Relights fire within.
  

  Destiny with demons.
  

  Sparks in the shadows.
  

  Burning away frozen interior.
  

  Open your soul.
  

  I’ll devour your past…
  

  by embracing rough exterior.
  

  ...more

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