A Bunch of Horror Stories
episode 21 ( WARNING )
hi readers who read this story apologize as sorry as sorry I hiatus first ngarang his story alias nulis that
sorry for those who are looking forward to the next story but ternya ta just like this doang well that's why I'm here to share a picture of dark art like that so please
so many *hopefully happy always and gk imagined that you have seen yes bye
oh wait there's still something yes it's a poem and a dark poem happy reading*
*this feeling is as if it's not brimmed
until when to wait
asa is uncertain
drowning in darkness and silence
if there were no material
it's not all just a dream
I miss not having to wait
walk together happily in the heart
there are no characters
there's no punctuation
there's no rhyme
there is no metaphorical bias
on the paper there were only pieces of deep black wounds of color
foul smelling
stricken with lizard feces that are busy making out on the ceiling of the house
uh! what bad luck is happening?
intending to write a love poem
but unrealized
there is only
dark poetry without meaning!
slumbering by her dark black
tampa tampa there was someone accompanying
being drawn to the dark
darkness is approaching
black self never runs away
black unfulfilled desire instantly gives
black self torturing murder came
Don't.no.
Scream as loud as you can
Powerless despite the revolts
The stronger the gripped the extraordinary
Unpowerful
Helpless
This instinct is still to work
Against pain clenching his nails
Fireball eyes
The nose is like a cow's tail
Thorny teeth
Hair dangling like times
The figure continued to pounce on the wolf
Let whimpering hurt
Interspersed with a flaming look
I keep enduring the pain
Two-thirds of the energy is exhausted
Sweat like eroded
Swaying
Seconds pass
The smell began to sting
I see hands around my neck
Pulling with nails
Last remaining defense
Rebellious to release the bastard
This time it should be as powerful as possible
Move everything that exists
Hand punching foot fisting
The creature is lost in the darkness
when the skin is injured
the skin will hurt
When the heart is wounded
All the limbs will be painful
Really, the skin is hurting
It was clear that blood was coming out
Swells and flushes
Leaving unsightly marks
Really, a hurt heart
It doesn't look like who's sick
It doesn't seem to me which to treat
Don't know where to find the cure
Regretting what can be felt
Whimpers that can be said
The sadness that comes out of tears
Converting into a unity of error
Too late to repeat
Why not from before..
now can only be silent
Lamenting the mistake at the tip of the horn
Hating something that should be hated
Waiting for something uncertain
Seeing how much waiting won't give you an answer
Just a big question mark
No one likes to wait
Calculate a definite time
Even a piece of paper that withered
Like a dead leaf swallowed by time
Everything has been done
But there is no reciprocity
Only trouble is gained
Don't know thank you
What is given
The shameless man
What is pitied for
If there is only trouble
Give meaningful lessons
To a creature that does not know itself
Pity is not an excuse
Lessons to be taught
Don't fight humanely
Rights are no longer a reference
Just to give a deterrent effect
To useless humans*
