Grim's Crypt

Where the dark ones roam.


Creepy& Dark Photo Posts

Sea Witch

"With the sea at your command you beckon the waves to crash upon our land. We've killed many of your brethren with our oils and plastic seeping into your bountiful home. We maim and collect many of your loved one's... Continue Reading →

Let It All Out

Shout, shout! Let it all out! That voice of the ones singing that song rings great inside me head. Telling me to expunge the emotions that are kept bottled. Fear won't let me, and my mind plays tricks on me... Continue Reading →

Unzipped Lips

Silenced screams can still be heard through zipped lips. You can try to quiet the wicked and the bold, and force us to stop spewing truths from our mouths. You can't. Just because you can't handle your truth and the... Continue Reading →

Fray of the Moonlight Night

"You watch as this nimble fingers course their way through the different fixtures and buttons riddled on your blouse. One by one they come apart exposing measures of golden flesh that radiates from the sheen of your sweat and the... Continue Reading →

Night Games

"He sat there perched on the edge of the roof scanning the dark area ahead of where she was treading. The street lights in that area were out, but with a flick of his finger he made sure that any... Continue Reading →


"Trapped inside my own reflection, I no longer remember who I am. Long for the other side with hope that it's better than where I stand." -by Grim Angel   Image: from Pintrest    


If you look for me you'll find me in the colorful pictures we took on a warm sunny day drenched in delight. The longer you stare into our image of a happy memory it starts to fade. Color no longer... Continue Reading →

The Agony

Up the wall I crawl as I try to escape the wicked fate that lies beneath me. Nails ripped and torn from weary fingers as this feeble attempt to climb weaken me more. I can hear the sad loud wails... Continue Reading →

Beyond the Door

One step, two step, three step, four. Something lies beyond my front door.   Five step, six step, seven and eight. I wonder who it is. It's gotten really late.   Nine step, ten step. Then a few more. I... Continue Reading →

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