The Devil inside you Fights demons in Hell While those monsters And nefarious tongues Hide in their bedrooms Darkness is killing them #fsmpy

It holds me a bitter wound I feel you beyond the dark beyond its hands it lingers thick as rot damp earth to skin chain tightens when I call for you It swells in the hollow where your warmth should be somewhere far past this blackened space I swear I hear your voice #horrorprompt

Rixari

the space beyond the cobwebbed cellar door dust is a death shroud for what was put to rest crush dreams in urns of ash the air thick with resignation dark desires lurk I hold the ancient key knowing that opening this door will seal my fate #foxprose #horrorprompt

The fire of first love was wild but this... this burns cleaner deeper colder We touch with blades now not feathers There's no trembling only teeth Same look but worse you're steadfast you don't blink Gentler hands firmer grip Your love doesn't bloom it spreads smoke in lungs

They smiled once and spoke with warmth But now they haunt the edge of your happiness faceless ghosts with hollow eyes you can't forget They don't speak They don't have to Their silence cuts more than words They watch not from love but measure Every truth you bleed they call

You loved me like a bud in bloom soft but healed yours to bruise Then you left and I rotted beautifully My heart A gothic grater raking through every memory each one sharper Now I wear red not velvet not silk vein-thick hot and spilling You’ll feel me love reversed and hungry

Fluorescent lights thrum in my bones Disembodied announcements echo only to be swallowed by high ceilings Suitcases squeak on tile and die abruptly on carpet Vast windows look out on an eerily empty sky The feeling of time stretches, compresses, losing all reliable shape

In the hush— of midnight windows, your name bleeds through the walls. I sip dust, still tasting you at the corners of my mouth My arms— half-warm, half-grave. Your ghost tucks in the ache, soft-laced with lavender and rot. Even absence wears your scent. #vsshorror

The clocks twitch And chapel bells bite In Vortex town You left through the cellar laughing with teeth not yours I keep your letters in a jar of ash whisper back to the ink when the walls start bleeding This town remembers It licks the windows when I cry I sleep in your

In the woods amidst blackest night She stirs the dark with a cracked femur her tongue like ash eyes focused with burning Skies fold down when she chants Teeth clatter Trees bleed and whisper back Obscure fog coils alive choking breath snatching time She waits No door no

Plaintive call breath thick as rot his name carved backwards on my arm he said forever so I wait Mirror cracks I cough glass repeat vows in blood Desperately I scratch where he touched I sleep he opens my ribs again #horrorprompt

They build their kingdom on a cave wall projected grace smiles glued you saw it first the cracks beneath -I followed we spoke in riddles and reverb tore down porcelain truths not rebels just awake their eyes stubbornly closed as the projector burned anarchy not chaos but

I crave you like rot craves bone a thirst slick with decay the ache beneath hunger where skin splits with want Your scent coats the air like church halls burning with something holy gone wrong Your name is a bruise a whisper I bite my tongue to silence Each breath you deny me

Supremely humbled and excited by this news today! This is the furthest I've gotten in one of these battles. Such a wonderfully fun challenge. :) Writing Battle

Libidinal hum A sweat slicked whisper Closet door a crack Rotten sweetness The urge- A wet, dark hunger It watches from the shadows Fingers brittle and cold No escape, the bed- A shallow empty breath Libidinal ache #horrorprompt

His absence a mouth pressed to glass No air, only cold I watch the night Lick the edge of my soul I watch and wait It smells of rust and rain of a promise made on damp stones The skin too thin too wanting I carve his name on the inside of my wrist Look how much I bleed for you

The ring. A cold, iron Clamped to bone His name, a brand Her breath, a fuse A promise whispered two muscles woven into one danger Always A heavy, echoing word The door locks from the inside The key swallowed Shared decay Shared casket Commitment's blade double-edged Yours. Ours.