Yet another October nightmare I wish to give to those that wish to read. Ever heard of John Wayne Gacy?? If not, google him, and allow me to haunt you….and parody Drake a little.lol
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Dahmer
Disturbingly detailed creativity. My Jeffery Dahmer write. This is another October nightmare I wish to give whoever is reading. Enjoy…
Night Stalker (Richard Ramirez)
Delivering another realistic nightmare from the depths of my blog. I got the idea to write these about 2 years ago when I watching a lot of Biography on tv. After a little research and imagination comes this sickness…
Always The Charmer ( Ted Bundy)
Since it’s October I’d like to give you a nightmare. Even if it is 2 years old and so creepy that it makes people look at me with suspicion. lol Enjoy, don’t piss yourself
Forced Into the Carnival
I have to play the game
I have to wear the tie
And put on the false smile
I can’t wear a hoodie like I want to
Or let my hair grow wild
Give gatekeeper’s a firm handshake
Smile during your interview
Tell them how much you like their food
In spite of the fact that it makes you puke
I know I have to play this little game
Flipping coins and never calling it right in the air
Playing hopscotch in a wheelchair
Hold my own breath to get air
I have to participate in this sport
Swim until I drown in a red ocean
Weighed down these green and golden
Carnival tokens
Epitaph’s P.P.
Peter Piper knew a pro-lifer
That moonlighted as sniper
That shoots at wife pipers
While they’re purchasing diapers
Dictatorship Doctrine
Respect the blue notebook
Fear the life outlook
The powerful turn Machiavellian
And make underlings live Orwellian
This prole will rebel, and live to cause suffering
Here to turn sisters and Big Brothers into underlings
Dominance is taken heed of
Brutality is understood
So bow your head, or it’ll fit in a basket
And not in your hood
The masses obey the figure that placed on the stage
The wise rebels must wait to get me
Gather numbers, and withstand my plague
The process is a cycle for those that treat individuals as systems
Keep masses separated and beneath them
In the hopes they don’t gather and up lift them
They’ll beg for water, they’ll drown in their own blood
Let the dirt from their own gardens be their
Final resting place in mud
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To populate Earth
You think it started from two
So they fucked their kids?
Tanka #40
Your beautiful eyes
I would like to gouge them out
Take them with a fork
Then I’d struggle to cut them
With a steak knife and said fork
A Most Sincere Fuck You From Lee and Epitaph (collaboration, his verses are 1&3)
Woke up feeling frustrated, the world is shit,
then why should I take it,
you say life is what you make it one more time,
and I swear bitch you going to feel this hand of mine,
don’t give me the excuse to choose domestic abuse,
you know I got a screw lose so why keep at it,
losing my patience with you is automatic,
Your neck I grab it and push your head into the wall,
like I did to myself last night with too much alcohol,
there’s not enough weed to provide an escape,
and if you even try to speak to me about the way i operate,
Am going to cut you open,
throw your sorry ass to the floor quit the fucking choking,
attention seeking bitches make me sick,
happily taking your money just to sit on your dick,
arrive home late smack you in the face with a spade,
bury you in a shallow grave and deficate while saying a prayer,
thank you god there’s some release right there,
knowing if you wake up and come to the top for air,
your going to taste the same bullshit medium rare,
I hate this life and the world with how it thinks,
isn’t it natural just to follow basic instincts,
you get up and go out just to get shit on,
and everyone acts like its a fucking blessing,
stressing out cause Christmas comes next,
I swear if I see you dressed as Santa I’m going to break your fucking legs,
steal your stack and get your wife to sit on my lap,
ho ho ho you going to get a taste of that,
my only gift is that I’m sick and twisted,
for too long now I have resisted,
fighting back how I truly feel inside,
burning down the church I now finally see the light,
little boys screaming within the flames,
guess the priest forgot to undo the chains,
that or they are just in getting their Christmas stuffing,
don’t ask me what’s the meaning of life cause so far its all for nothing.
I’m the only man that died and was rejected from hell
For giving Satan inferiority complex,
Kill you with constipation when I fill your anus,
With foreign objects,
I’m the hooded monster,
The nerve hunter,
Rip your skin off to sit on them,
Demon of poetry,
every time I post It’s a sin to click on them,
Yes I used the same word to rhyme,
That was no synonym,
Yes I’ll great your mouth with a lead challenge,
Like kids do cinnamon,
I knew a hooker named Pepsi,
She looked good enough to Mountain Dew,
Sadly she sniffed Coke,
bragged that she Swallowed Dr. Pepper too,
After I got my squirt in I told her it was nice seeing ya,
She didn’t wanna leave So I drowned her in Aquafina,
I’m the thirsty type Philosophy of the wetter the better,
Applied to mass shootings Of porta potties,
Hopefully I won’t catch your ass pooping,
I’m Brenda’s demon seed,
Devil tree grown through winter,
A cactus during the summer,
A Venus fly trap when it’s dinner.
and a mans got to eat and earn his keep,
he cant live life on a lead,
ok maybe I am a hater,
you fuckers got life being about chasing paper,
bunch of fucking godless traitors,
do yourself the favour and kill yourselves for an extension,
kill yourselves for the fortune and fame,
doing each other up the ass since the day Jesus came,
repent for your sins if it makes a difference,
I have little time for ignorance unless its my own,
that’s the life to me that you have all shown,
what you get is what you see,
so what I reflect is something I’m born to be,
created in gods image yeah what a finish,
what an end of days,
you suck my dick I kiss your ass we’re both full of praise,
you think your deep under cover, I’m the one you don’t see coming just a normal motherfucker,
out to get my bread and butter and if I cant someone is going to suffer but i’ll make it quick,
though I cant promise it will be painless shit,
if there was another road I could pick another life I could take,
I would still end up in your door way with a grenade,
tape it to your face say that’s food for thought,
that’s how you get caught,
trying to be something you’re not,
a lot of the time I feel stupid smart,
I don’t know where I fit in or what part,
where to start its hard trying to get through,
to your numb minds in this life so its death to the rescue,
if you would all like to please make a line,
get yourselves in order cause its about time,
to slaughter all you fuckers who interrupt us,
the corruptors and shit suckers,
fuck it just pull the pin,
your shit out of luck the train has left the station,
I just let the devil in,
enjoy the preparation,
as you and your nation on a world wide scale gets blown to hell,
is that dinner I smell.
Life’s a bitch captured by your local,
Chinese food place,
Shot up and chopped up,
Into little chunks to shovel in your face,
Despicable say after she kills my erection,
She must swallow,
Consider death’s at your tongue,
And tell me how you feel tomorrow,
I’m a disfigure of speech,
The English languages rotting leech,
The real reason Sammy Sosa looks like that now,
I water boarded him with bleach,
All in the pursuit of happiness,
The fleet feet of a smile,
A nation in shape for a circle jerk with no erections,
Meaning we’ll be chasing for quite a while,
Here is what makes me vile,
A disgusting despicable being,
Walking with my eyes open,
Avoiding traps I’m seeing,
The wild men that fear not,
Wild men disguised as domestic,
Vultures on dying bodies,
Who came and left quick,
You may choose to bless them,
While I’ll elect to address them,
Literally light their asses up,
And shove a flashlight through the septum,
And illuminate their rectums
Epitaph Carvings 