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Poems
wayne mockler
Apr 2020
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors
after arriving at the big golden pirate ship of torture we are made to walk along the black plank to board the grisly ship. The horses look around the deck while the evil pirates watch with nasty and wicked eyes of hate towards our bodies.
All of a sudden hundreds of ghostly pirates appear from their city of spikes and watch us on the devils deck of terror. The patch eyed monster with one leg then shouts towards a dark room on the ships deck while the other creatures jump and scream with a mist pint of froth in their red hands.
The golden goddess screams in terror when a dark figure wearing a purple hat walks out on the red deck of horrors. We all look in horror when the rest of the pirates chain our army towards the ships rails of torture.
i comfort luitent megs with my outreached arm while the dark pirate figure without a nose and mouth pulls out it jagged red swords of horror at our trembling bodies. The golden goddess stares inside its deep purple eyes while it pulls two warriors out from the carnage.
The horses plead for mercy while the creature drags then towards a small dark corner of the ship. One of the warriors is then tied down on a long plank of wood while the other pirates begin to move forward towards her shaken bodies.
An angry golden goddess try's to break free from the chains of torture while the other brave warrior try's to save the poor old woman warriors body. We weep with anger when the pirates begin to rip her golden uniform off revealing her lacy white old underwear of modesty.
The pirate monsters then quickly surround the shaken mature woman and ripping her underwear off with ease. We listen the the pirate creatures howl with pleasure whilst exploring her naked body.
Two of the pirates hold her head down while the ******* pirate pulls out its small flashing blade and cuts off her nose while she scream in terror. The other pirates then keep her head very still while the creature begins to cut her mouth and lips off while blood fires up across the ships cold dark deck.
A sick golden goddess then begins to throw up when the black pirate holds the woman's golden lips in the air for all the other pirates to see and enjoy. We all sink into a dark huddle when the other warrior is pinned down and sliced open by the black pirates sword of horror.
The horses tremble and shake when the other warrior is pinned by down by fifteen pirate creatures for the black demon pirate pleasure. We all look with open eyes when the demon black pirate carefully removes hes golden genitals and ***** for the screaming warrior.
We are all then taken below deck towards a long black freezing jail while the pirates party and drink on spike city of evil horrors. The horses sit and wonder how to escape the evil city while the rest of us lay down in the dark cells of torture.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 2
After a long few hours in the cold dark cells of horror the evil pirates bring us up on deck while all the other creatures watch from pirate land of evil. The golden goddess and her army are led out first onto the golden ships deck with me and luiteant megs, white tiger and horses behind us.
We shiver and shake when we notice the plank of torture hanging over the cold red water of evil. One of the dark pirates comes towards our cold tired bodies and looks at us with its green eyes of evil while its flowing hair of snakes shines at our clouded minds of terror.
The golden goddess speaks out towards a smiling one eyed captain before being ******* with rope on a ships pole. We be the captain for mercy but he's monster pull out two golden warriors and makes them stand near the long plank of wood.
One of the golden warriors is forced to walk the long dark plank while others look on in terror and suspense. The horses try and break free from their handcuffs but get beat down by the evil pirate creatures of horror
A scared and terrified warrior stands in the middle of the plank until a giant black figure emerges from the deep red river. The figure a shark with five heads and axe tail jumps at the golden warrior leaving a big deep cut on his forehead with golden blood flowing out everywhere.
I hold a terrified luitent megs tight while his head ***** open in the cold dark night of spike city. The horses hold onto a shaking white tiger while the creature dives back in the deep red water.
The shark monster then jumps again but this time cutting the warriors head off while making the golden blood pour over the dark plank of wood. The golden goddess begs for mercy until the pirates surround the fighting body of torture with eyes transfixed on her large ******* with glee.
We tell the pirates to keep of her until a black pirate with one arm begins to unbutton her golden blouse with ease. The other creatures get closer towards her blushing red cheeks while the dark pirate begins to release the red buttons and exposing her large ******* to cheers from the ***** pirates creatures.
After getting touched and explored by all the evil pirates a crying golden goddess is carried towards spike city drinking saloon along with the other golden warriors. We are made to follow behind a guard of pirates while the horses and white tiger are chained up in the cages of hell.
Once in the drinking den of horror we are made to sit on big long stool while the pirates strip a red faced golden goddess naked while the captain watches with a barrel of ***. we are then taken back towards the dark cage in spike city and locked up with the horses and white tiger.
We look over at the other big cage from hell and see the army of golden warriors laid down from the fight on hell. The horses tend to to a distraught golden goddess with their warm fur of hope and look for a way to escape this hell hole.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 3
After a long night of drinking and laughing the dark pirates settle down under a mist of red sky of horrors. We sit alone in our cold dark cage until the purple light of sunlight shines though the next morning.
The pirate creature wake and walk around the dark spike city of horror until another ship sails in under a tunnel of torture towards the dark city's lights. A scared golden goddess looks out and sees another pirate ship with orange sails come into spike harbour.
We cringe with horror when the dark pirates cheer the ship while an orange pirate with six arms stands on its deck. The big green and blue ship then settles in harbour while the six armed orange creatures jump out and walk around the scared golden warriors cage.
A sadistic dark pirate captain then unlocks the cage and drags out tow more golden warriors screaming and kicking for survival. The disgusting black captain then throws one of our heroes to the orange horrors of lust.
The horses bang and shout at the dark pirate captain until the orange creatures carry the golden warrior woman towards a cold dark table of hate. we listen to her screams while the pirates begin to cut open her golden uniform from to to bottom.
An angry golden goddess screams with anger when the creatures mange to prize open her golden bra and ripping it off with loud screams of joy from the other drunken pirates. She blushes red with horror when the creatures slip down her golden thong causing the pirates to go wild with excitement.
We sit and watch with anger when the pirates begin to touch her naked body all over while he screams in anger and hatred. The creatures then carry her naked body towards the creatures drinking saloon of evil.
I hold and comfort luitent megs while the cheer's get higher and higher followed by a dull silence. All of a sudden two evil orange pirates bring out her golden head before sticking in on a long pole near the river.
The golden goddess screams and kicks with anger at the glowing guards while the other golden warrior is dragged inside the saloon of horror. We then suddenly hear high pitched screams coming from the warrior inside until a pirate shouts yes in a loud clear voice.
Another four pirates of evil walk out holding various parts of the mans body in their glowing hands of golden blood. The horses bury their heads in the cage corner whilst the creatures throw s his head and legs inside a big dark plastic bag of evil.
We all sit alone in the dark cage of evil while the orange and black creatures toast and dance in the cold evil saloon of hatred. The golden goddess and horses look around the dark cage wondering how to escape from the torture of the creatures hands.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
after arriving at the big golden pirate ship of torture we are made to walk along the black plank to board the grisly ship. The horses look around the deck while the evil pirates watch with nasty and wicked eyes of hate towards our bodies.
All of a sudden hundreds of ghostly pirates appear from their city of spikes and watch us on the devils deck of terror. The patch eyed monster with one leg then shouts towards a dark room on the ships deck while the other creatures jump and scream with a mist pint of froth in their red hands.
The golden goddess screams in terror when a dark figure wearing a purple hat walks out on the red deck of horrors. We all look in horror when the rest of the pirates chain our army towards the ships rails of torture.
i comfort luitent megs with my outreached arm while the dark pirate figure without a nose and mouth pulls out it jagged red swords of horror at our trembling bodies. The golden goddess stares inside its deep purple eyes while it pulls two warriors out from the carnage.
The horses plead for mercy while the creature drags then towards a small dark corner of the ship. One of the warriors is then tied down on a long plank of wood while the other pirates begin to move forward towards her shaken bodies.
An angry golden goddess try's to break free from the chains of torture while the other brave warrior try's to save the poor old woman warriors body. We weep with anger when the pirates begin to rip her golden uniform off revealing her lacy white old underwear of modesty.
The pirate monsters then quickly surround the shaken mature woman and ripping her underwear off with ease. We listen the the pirate creatures howl with pleasure whilst exploring her naked body.
Two of the pirates hold her head down while the ******* pirate pulls out its small flashing blade and cuts off her nose while she scream in terror. The other pirates then keep her head very still while the creature begins to cut her mouth and lips off while blood fires up across the ships cold dark deck.
A sick golden goddess then begins to throw up when the black pirate holds the woman's golden lips in the air for all the other pirates to see and enjoy. We all sink into a dark huddle when the other warrior is pinned down and sliced open by the black pirates sword of horror.
The horses tremble and shake when the other warrior is pinned by down by fifteen pirate creatures for the black demon pirate pleasure. We all look with open eyes when the demon black pirate carefully removes hes golden genitals and ***** for the screaming warrior.
We are all then taken below deck towards a long black freezing jail while the pirates party and drink on spike city of evil horrors. The horses sit and wonder how to escape the evil city while the rest of us lay down in the dark cells of torture.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 2
After a long few hours in the cold dark cells of horror the evil pirates bring us up on deck while all the other creatures watch from pirate land of evil. The golden goddess and her army are led out first onto the golden ships deck with me and luiteant megs, white tiger and horses behind us.
We shiver and shake when we notice the plank of torture hanging over the cold red water of evil. One of the dark pirates comes towards our cold tired bodies and looks at us with its green eyes of evil while its flowing hair of snakes shines at our clouded minds of terror.
The golden goddess speaks out towards a smiling one eyed captain before being ******* with rope on a ships pole. We be the captain for mercy but he's monster pull out two golden warriors and makes them stand near the long plank of wood.
One of the golden warriors is forced to walk the long dark plank while others look on in terror and suspense. The horses try and break free from their handcuffs but get beat down by the evil pirate creatures of horror
A scared and terrified warrior stands in the middle of the plank until a giant black figure emerges from the deep red river. The figure a shark with five heads and axe tail jumps at the golden warrior leaving a big deep cut on his forehead with golden blood flowing out everywhere.
I hold a terrified luitent megs tight while his head ***** open in the cold dark night of spike city. The horses hold onto a shaking white tiger while the creature dives back in the deep red water.
The shark monster then jumps again but this time cutting the warriors head off while making the golden blood pour over the dark plank of wood. The golden goddess begs for mercy until the pirates surround the fighting body of torture with eyes transfixed on her large ******* with glee.
We tell the pirates to keep of her until a black pirate with one arm begins to unbutton her golden blouse with ease. The other creatures get closer towards her blushing red cheeks while the dark pirate begins to release the red buttons and exposing her large ******* to cheers from the ***** pirates creatures.
After getting touched and explored by all the evil pirates a crying golden goddess is carried towards spike city drinking saloon along with the other golden warriors. We are made to follow behind a guard of pirates while the horses and white tiger are chained up in the cages of hell.
Once in the drinking den of horror we are made to sit on big long stool while the pirates strip a red faced golden goddess naked while the captain watches with a barrel of ***. we are then taken back towards the dark cage in spike city and locked up with the horses and white tiger.
We look over at the other big cage from hell and see the army of golden warriors laid down from the fight on hell. The horses tend to to a distraught golden goddess with their warm fur of hope and look for a way to escape this hell hole.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
The torture on the golden ship of evil horrors part 3
After a long night of drinking and laughing the dark pirates settle down under a mist of red sky of horrors. We sit alone in our cold dark cage until the purple light of sunlight shines though the next morning.
The pirate creature wake and walk around the dark spike city of horror until another ship sails in under a tunnel of torture towards the dark city's lights. A scared golden goddess looks out and sees another pirate ship with orange sails come into spike harbour.
We cringe with horror when the dark pirates cheer the ship while an orange pirate with six arms stands on its deck. The big green and blue ship then settles in harbour while the six armed orange creatures jump out and walk around the scared golden warriors cage.
A sadistic dark pirate captain then unlocks the cage and drags out tow more golden warriors screaming and kicking for survival. The disgusting black captain then throws one of our heroes to the orange horrors of lust.
The horses bang and shout at the dark pirate captain until the orange creatures carry the golden warrior woman towards a cold dark table of hate. we listen to her screams while the pirates begin to cut open her golden uniform from to to bottom.
An angry golden goddess screams with anger when the creatures mange to prize open her golden bra and ripping it off with loud screams of joy from the other drunken pirates. She blushes red with horror when the creatures slip down her golden thong causing the pirates to go wild with excitement.
We sit and watch with anger when the pirates begin to touch her naked body all over while he screams in anger and hatred. The creatures then carry her naked body towards the creatures drinking saloon of evil.
I hold and comfort luitent megs while the cheer's get higher and higher followed by a dull silence. All of a sudden two evil orange pirates bring out her golden head before sticking in on a long pole near the river.
The golden goddess screams and kicks with anger at the glowing guards while the other golden warrior is dragged inside the saloon of horror. We then suddenly hear high pitched screams coming from the warrior inside until a pirate shouts yes in a loud clear voice.
Another four pirates of evil walk out holding various parts of the mans body in their glowing hands of golden blood. The horses bury their heads in the cage corner whilst the creatures throw s his head and legs inside a big dark plastic bag of evil.
We all sit alone in the dark cage of evil while the orange and black creatures toast and dance in the cold evil saloon of hatred. The golden goddess and horses look around the dark cage wondering how to escape from the torture of the creatures hands.
written by wayne mockler
ownership and copyright wayne mockler
adult horror
Hi people
Mar 2017
To the girl who says, "This is feels like torture," as she does a few chores around her house to help her parents out
Or the boy who says, "Your cute when you blush," to a girl who's hands are shaking and her knees are buckling
That isn't torture and she's basically having a mental breakdown and all you can pick up on is her ****** features
Torture isn't helping out
Panic attacks aren't cute
Torture is when your depression and your anxiety manage to fight and work together at the same time
Torture is when you are forced to go somewhere other than your room by your mom who is constantly telling others that the reason you don't want to leave home is because of the wifi when really it's because the voices in your head are at war
And yet you still smile and laugh and nod and agree to the accusations she's making about your actions
My anxiety makes me that frightened girl in the beginning of this poem I'm starting to regret making because who would ever listen to me and my feelings
My knees buckle and my hands shake
I rub my palms together in an effort to wipe the sweat away
I try to avoid eye contact because I don't want you to see my emotions and give me pity
I don't want pity
I want you to understand
I want you to listen
Torture is thinking that your friends are talking bad about you behind your back because they hate you because how can someone care about me when I don't care about myself
Torture is wanting to **** yourself but realizing that your too scared to end your suffering because you think that you deserve the pain but you still want the pain to go away so you try self-harm but you can't press down hard enough because you are weak
You are weak from all the fighting and the screaming and the suffering in your mind alone
You are tired from the things people say.
For example,
"You need to calm down." Or
"There's nothing wrong with your life." Or
"Take a chill pill." Or
"Your just doing it for attention." Or
"Stop faking it." Or
"I know how it feels. I was in the same pit you're in for two days a while back."
My answers to those are: I can't calm down. My mind makes me unable to. Every day feels like I'm trapped in a small iron birdcage. Don't tell me to calm down. I know there's nothing wrong. But my mind makes problems like a textbook and I don't know how to solve it because it's math class and we're trying to solve riddles and the teacher is teaching a song and the students are doing sit-ups. There are names for the pills I'm supposed to take. They're called anti-depressants. But I can't build up enough courage to go up to my mom and ask for her to get me some because then I'll have to describe what I'm feeling to a professional I don't know to get my chill pills and I lie to them after a week and they say I don't need the chill pills because I'm fine. I thought they were a professional. Shouldn't they recognize the signs of when someone is lying about feeling happy? And why do you think I do this for attention? I don't want to feel this way. It's not like puffy bloodshot eyes are attractive. I don't want a pity date either. And for your information, if I wanted to fake something it would be a smile or a laugh or generally happy feelings. Oh wait, I already do that and I do it because of people like you. And no, you don't understand. Your two days is nothing to my two years.
Of course, I only say this in my head.
In reality, I stay silent. I let them have their way.
I do this because my anxiety tells me they won't care and that I shouldn't stand up for my depression.
That's torture.
Because at the end of the day, when I'm lying in bed at 2:30 am, finally feeling my eyes droop down to sleep, my anxiety and my depression stop their war to hold hands and say, "You know, we did a really good job messing up her day. Let's do it again tomorrow."
And so the war starts again after only 3 hours of rest.
That is torture.
Or the boy who says, "Your cute when you blush," to a girl who's hands are shaking and her knees are buckling
That isn't torture and she's basically having a mental breakdown and all you can pick up on is her ****** features
Torture isn't helping out
Panic attacks aren't cute
Torture is when your depression and your anxiety manage to fight and work together at the same time
Torture is when you are forced to go somewhere other than your room by your mom who is constantly telling others that the reason you don't want to leave home is because of the wifi when really it's because the voices in your head are at war
And yet you still smile and laugh and nod and agree to the accusations she's making about your actions
My anxiety makes me that frightened girl in the beginning of this poem I'm starting to regret making because who would ever listen to me and my feelings
My knees buckle and my hands shake
I rub my palms together in an effort to wipe the sweat away
I try to avoid eye contact because I don't want you to see my emotions and give me pity
I don't want pity
I want you to understand
I want you to listen
Torture is thinking that your friends are talking bad about you behind your back because they hate you because how can someone care about me when I don't care about myself
Torture is wanting to **** yourself but realizing that your too scared to end your suffering because you think that you deserve the pain but you still want the pain to go away so you try self-harm but you can't press down hard enough because you are weak
You are weak from all the fighting and the screaming and the suffering in your mind alone
You are tired from the things people say.
For example,
"You need to calm down." Or
"There's nothing wrong with your life." Or
"Take a chill pill." Or
"Your just doing it for attention." Or
"Stop faking it." Or
"I know how it feels. I was in the same pit you're in for two days a while back."
My answers to those are: I can't calm down. My mind makes me unable to. Every day feels like I'm trapped in a small iron birdcage. Don't tell me to calm down. I know there's nothing wrong. But my mind makes problems like a textbook and I don't know how to solve it because it's math class and we're trying to solve riddles and the teacher is teaching a song and the students are doing sit-ups. There are names for the pills I'm supposed to take. They're called anti-depressants. But I can't build up enough courage to go up to my mom and ask for her to get me some because then I'll have to describe what I'm feeling to a professional I don't know to get my chill pills and I lie to them after a week and they say I don't need the chill pills because I'm fine. I thought they were a professional. Shouldn't they recognize the signs of when someone is lying about feeling happy? And why do you think I do this for attention? I don't want to feel this way. It's not like puffy bloodshot eyes are attractive. I don't want a pity date either. And for your information, if I wanted to fake something it would be a smile or a laugh or generally happy feelings. Oh wait, I already do that and I do it because of people like you. And no, you don't understand. Your two days is nothing to my two years.
Of course, I only say this in my head.
In reality, I stay silent. I let them have their way.
I do this because my anxiety tells me they won't care and that I shouldn't stand up for my depression.
That's torture.
Because at the end of the day, when I'm lying in bed at 2:30 am, finally feeling my eyes droop down to sleep, my anxiety and my depression stop their war to hold hands and say, "You know, we did a really good job messing up her day. Let's do it again tomorrow."
And so the war starts again after only 3 hours of rest.
That is torture.