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Barely Breathing:
Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps
It makes me wonder if you can even hear me
Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat
Broken by what you've been forced to endure?
As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember
The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks
You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody
As I slowly took your limbs from you...
Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains
An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh
No hands or feet to lash out violently
No arms or muscles to thrash...
The breath that rasps from your broken lips
Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive
But rest assured that you will keep on living
For I will never let you go...
I remember those days when you used to mock me
Your taunts were directed at my manner of speech
A lisp that would draw your cruel laughter
Has been silenced by taking the tongue...
Now these tubes that feed into your rigid back
Will keep you alive, if only barely
For now you must suffer, as you made me suffer
In world where you are barely breathing...
"Now then, where is my video camera..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th July 2012
Are you feeling cold in here, lost perhaps
It makes me wonder if you can even hear me
Has your mind degraded into a lump of fat
Broken by what you've been forced to endure?
As I stroke your cheeks it makes me remember
The loving shrillness of your frightened shrieks
You screamed and screamed until your throat was bloody
As I slowly took your limbs from you...
Now you dangle helpless on wires and chains
An artistic puppet, which is made from flesh
No hands or feet to lash out violently
No arms or muscles to thrash...
The breath that rasps from your broken lips
Is the sound that tells me, you are still alive
But rest assured that you will keep on living
For I will never let you go...
I remember those days when you used to mock me
Your taunts were directed at my manner of speech
A lisp that would draw your cruel laughter
Has been silenced by taking the tongue...
Now these tubes that feed into your rigid back
Will keep you alive, if only barely
For now you must suffer, as you made me suffer
In world where you are barely breathing...
"Now then, where is my video camera..."
-Chen Yuan Wen, 5th July 2012
Literature
You Are Now Gone
Perhaps you were my oxygen
As without you I cannot breathe
Stars reminded me of your eyes
My love, why did you have to leave?
So out of the blue you left me
In to black my fragile heart broke
A thousand lost words were exchanged
Yet not one single word was spoke
I'm focusing on my time piece
I've given you peace for some time
Though love is clearly black and white
Friendship is harder to define
It's the shades of grey that haunt me
Those seeds of love we didn't sow
The memories we never made
Our bloom that has refused to grow
The pressure I feel without you
This volcano shall soon erupt
But I will implode silently
This was
Literature
Every Time With The Same Brush
Every time with the same brush
This girl paints so many strokes
Each one speaking of emotions
Louder than the words she wrote
So where does the magic lie,
Allowing this girl's mood to swing?
Is it in the paint or the colours,
The feeling of release it brings?
She lets go of those emotions
That are too painful to express
The open ear of a loved one
Now an empty white canvas
Cathartic is the process
With her dainty little strokes
Thick layers of paint will take us
To land's nobody else knows
Now she paints with love for us
And happiness in her heart
The trees, the flowers, the sunset
The smiles, the eyes, the stars
Every tim
Literature
Beyond The Horizon
We ran out of our homes
And our dream quelling streets
Until mud under foot
Had replaced the concrete
From suburb to city
On to the countryside
We were running away
But not trying to hide
The world was still spinning
Faster than we could move
Though our hearts were breaking
Our poets' words would sooth
We left a cloud grey town
And in time reached the sea
Our home for so long
Evolution tells me
To the deepest warm blue
From the coolest pitch black
Shackles fell with each stroke
With our dreams still intact
Surrounded by fishes
Guiding us from the deep
Every league of ascent
Reinforced our belief
That it's the world,
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Those who fave in the first hour get a dedication tomorrow. It helps me know who enjoys my work :3.
Author's Comment:
Arrr maties,
Brand new theme and a brand new week. As ye can see, this week's theme is horror. Now, there is a creepypasta floatin' around tha internet called "Barelybreathing.avi". I don't advise ya ta go lookin' for it, as it's poor. I read it over and thought...this person has little idea of what a TRUE SADIST would think.
And so, here is a chilling poem, from the mind of the disturbed. Please enjoy yeselves an don't ferget ta fave if ya want ta see more ;3.
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
Other Poems by Me:
An Epic Legend - [link]
The Tomb of Khaine - [link]
To Save a Princess - [link]
SCREAM - [link]
Other Prose by Me:
Sanguine Chapter 1 - Release 4 - [link]
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard, Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Mercenary Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Those who fave in the first hour get a dedication tomorrow. It helps me know who enjoys my work :3.
Author's Comment:
Arrr maties,
Brand new theme and a brand new week. As ye can see, this week's theme is horror. Now, there is a creepypasta floatin' around tha internet called "Barelybreathing.avi". I don't advise ya ta go lookin' for it, as it's poor. I read it over and thought...this person has little idea of what a TRUE SADIST would think.
And so, here is a chilling poem, from the mind of the disturbed. Please enjoy yeselves an don't ferget ta fave if ya want ta see more ;3.
-Captain Chenbeard of the Black Fedora Pirates
Other Poems by Me:
An Epic Legend - [link]
The Tomb of Khaine - [link]
To Save a Princess - [link]
SCREAM - [link]
Other Prose by Me:
Sanguine Chapter 1 - Release 4 - [link]
Pirate: The Legend of Chenbeard, Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
Mercenary Chapter 1 - Release 1 - [link]
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Brilliant! Absolutely BRILLIANT!
This poem is written with outstanding choice of vocabulary. The technique is very good and the emotions are superb. And again, the tone of superiority is present, taunting the victim, basking in the victory over the one who has fallen.
The descriptions are excellent - very curt and brisk... and alive, powerful! Emotional! Haunting! You can feel the triumph as the artist speaks, retelling exactly what he has done... with pride. He marvels his work and he is excellent at noticing. His observations are very detailed and clear despite being short. Yes, he enjoys the outcome. It almost makes you shiver in anticipation.
Very emotional and very powerful!
As I said, brilliant!