I Look From Below

not too long left
of this mortal coil
before hearing the lid
being hit by the soil

decaying in a box
flesh rotting away
I’ve waited too long
to live out this day

I know where I’m going
It’s easy to tell
no place earned in heaven
my place booked in hell

I did all I could and
got all I would ask
my true self was shown
by a slip of my mask

I was a man of my word
which meant nothing at all
I’d lie and I’d cheat
and succeed to appall

I promised you things and
you believed what I’d say
the path I was taking
would lead you astray

I could make you all do
whatever I please
spun sentences like a web
and I did it all with ease

I’d destroy your perception
with words that I’d use
turn love into hate and
trust into abuse

all that I’d said meant
nothing you saw
it was words just spewed
to draw you in more

I had you in my hold
you believed all I said
I look up from below
while I lay cold and dead

so now it begins and
how I’d expect
I laugh as you mourn
and pay your respect

Howard Carlyle. (C) 2021.

I Look From Below

not too long left
of this mortal coil
before hearing the lid
being hit by the soil

decaying in a box
flesh rotting away
I’ve waited too long
to live out this day

I know where I’m going
It’s easy to tell
no place earned in heaven
my place booked in hell

I did all I could and
got all I would ask
my true self was shown
by a slip of my mask

I was a man of my word
which meant nothing at all
I’d lie and I’d cheat
and succeed to appall

I promised you things
you believed what I’d say
the path I was taking
would lead you astray

I could make you all do
whatever I please
spun sentences like a web
and I did it with ease

I’d destroy your perception
with words that I’d use
turn love into hate and
trust to abuse

all that I’d said meant
nothing you saw
it was words just spewed
to draw you in more

I had you in my hold
you believed all I said
I look up from below
while I lay cold and dead

so now it begins and
how I’d expect
I laugh as you mourn
and you pay your respect

Howard Carlyle. (C) 2021.

The Madness Ends.

and tonight
the madness ends
no more voices
In my head

telling me what
to do
twisting everything
I’ve said

I want to hide away
from the world
seeking only solace
in a quiet place

blank out all and
everything
sick of the demons
I have to face

I’m used to the
mask I wear
hiding thoughts
that lurk within

too scared to
know myself
not knowing where
I’d begin

sometimes I take
comfort
with the whispers
that i hear

comforting me with
delusion
leading me to a personal hell
without fear

and tonight
the madness ends
no more voices
in my head

I’ll decide my
actions
ending everything
they’ve said

(C) Howard Carlyle. 2021

I am The Monster.

Where the monster lives.

I am the monster. Feelings and emotions have no value to me, I wreck people perceptions of me, and destroy their heart, only I do it sneakily, underhanded and reap the consequences.

What you see is a facade, hidden behind a lie, covered by a mask, a sheep in wolves clothing ready to tear you to pieces.

Where a heart once beat a black hole deeper than any abyss, now lies.

I am the monster.

(C) Howard Carlyle.

Fate

It was fun in Hell”
the man calmly said
“I dined with the Devil
and danced with the dead”

I sat and I listened
as his story was told
about how he was fooled
and his soul had been sold

this all came to be
while alone one night
my demons came to visit
and I was to weak to fight

I was offered a deal that
would see me set free
no more of my solitude
free of all misery

I had friends, cars and money
I had riches galore
but I was alone with my torment
once I closed the front door

money can buy all the
things that you need
but I was guided through life
with an obsession for greed

wealth was my mistress
the one I adored
I had no time for my family
each one I ignored

“To seal the deal” they said,
“there’s one thing we’ll need”
I had to open my wrist
so they could watch me bleed

I did as was asked but
they continued to persist
I drew a sharp blade across
each virgin wrist

I lay as light faded
before my own eyes
that’s when he appeared
from behind his disguise

this ominous figure told
of my journey to Hell
I wanted to hear more
of what he would tell

he knew every mistake
I had ever made
and the family I’d lose
was the price I would pay

all the lies i had spoken
all the webs I had spun
would come back and hit me
like a bullet from a gun

It was the Devil who’d appeared
to tell me my fate
and he’d be waiting to greet me
at Hells firey gate.

(C) Howard Carlyle. 2020

In Pieces.

(A 100 word story, or a drabble)

In Pieces.

Tara knew that Craig had been cheating on her and she had only one thing on her mind… revenge!
She waited while he was sleeping before embedding an axe into his head, killing him as he slept.

She dragged his body into the garage and chopped him into small pieces, making it easier to get him into the car.
Tara drove deep in the woods and found the perfect place to bury him where no one would find him.

Only she knew where he was. His burial place was circled on a map with the words… Ex marks the spot.

(C) Howard Carlyle. 2019. All rights reserved.

Invitation To Dinner.

(A 100 word horror story… or a drabble)

Michelle opened the door and let David in. As he sat at the table, she struck him on the the head then tied him to the chair..
“Wake up, David! You said I should make you something that reflects the way you make me feel… you make me feel sick!
The way you brush past me in the office, the way you look at me… you’re a creep.
I’ve made this dish especially for you, so show some gratitude and eat it all up.” She said, as she spoon fed him from a bowl, full of her own warm vomit.

(C) Howard Carlyle. All rights reserved. 2019