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Grim's Crypt

Where the dark ones roam.

Little Fears

"Ever wonder about that noise you hear late at night while you lay alone in your bed surrounded by nothing but the dark? That knocking noise that sounds so close yet far away at the same time? I'm sure at... Continue Reading →

Stand Out, See Me

Invisible I am as I walk the heated streets of a bustling city. Tall as I am you'd think I'd stand out but I've long mastered invisibility. For the longest sunglasses and hoodies were the remedy so others couldn't see... Continue Reading →

The Wait

Here we are once more hiding under the bed and on the floor. Shivering in fear with tears in our eyes, no noise, just silent cries.   You enter and walk near the bed and in the pit of our... Continue Reading →

Mold for Another

You tell them to place a thinner arm here and one on the opposite side. And to remove the rolls on my sides because that's where your insecurities lie. They make my tummy flat and get rid of all the... Continue Reading →

Midnight Fire

There are many sounds that we encounter through our lifespan. As we get older and our hearing grows dim, we sometimes forget certain sounds. Some we encounter so much on a daily basis that we just tune them out, but... Continue Reading →

Presence

At night when the moon is high in the sky and the trees are swaying in the wind, I think of you. It is when the whistling of the swaying trees and the howls of the restless wolves that I... Continue Reading →

Karma

I waited with bated breath for the consequences of my actions to go against me in the form called Karma. The things I've done in the past has slowly started to creep into the present in a series of unfortunate... Continue Reading →

I’m Back

Hi all. I just wanted to let you know that I am officially off hiatus. I was in the process of moving and didn't have the time to write and post anything here at Grim's Crypt. I look forward to... Continue Reading →

Everlasting

I can see the trail your fingers left as you gently caressed my skin. The imprint of your hand on my jawline lingers from when you titled my head up to you. I can still feel the plushness of your... Continue Reading →

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