Jaro Nightmare

Jaro Nightmare is my OC. He's a magician. I'll post some of my textes and my audiobooks about him. Also some anime stuff and things I like Thanks to a-lex-ithymia for my Icon ^^

[bloominflowers]

stylish kids ✨

[kittycatdaily]

[youthxcrew69]

THIS IS A CAT PLAYING IN FALL LEAVES THIS IS VERY IMPORTANT

[jaronightmare]

Candy

[Instrumental Intro] Little Kids wander through the streets Visiting people and collecting sweets All these happy faces under scary costumes Vampires, Ghosts and witches on brooms And they are all out to gather treats Visiting people and collecting sweets But oh my heart desires something different! Only blood and death make my day magnificent! [Instrumental Interlude] Candy Bonbons made from blood to fulfil my desire! Bone brittle, making my heart burn like fire! Nougat made from brain so sweet and creamy Intestine jelly, making me go sleepy and dreamy Candy Death to the world Candy The tides have turned! Candy With blades I cut my victims open Countless people I have broken With a hammer I smash their heads With an axe I hack them to shreds Taking their eyes as a token Countless people I have broken People are but candy to me Murdering makes me feel free! [Instrumental Interlude] Candy Bonbons made from blood to fulfil my desire! Bone brittle, making my heart burn like fire! Nougat made from brain so sweet and creamy Intestine jelly, making me go sleepy and dreamy Candy Death to the world Candy The tides have turned! Candy Candy Bonbons made from blood to fulfil my desire! Bone brittle, making my heart burn like fire! Nougat made from brain so sweet and creamy Intestine jelly, making me go sleepy and dreamy Candy Death to the world Candy The tides have turned! Candy [Instrumental Interlude] They are all out to gather treats Visiting people and collecting sweets But oh my heart desires something different! Only blood and death make my day magnificent! People are but candy to me Murdering makes me feel free! Candy Death to the world Candy The tides have turned! Candy!

Day 31 Time for candy! [TREAT YOURSELF!] The last two years I had at least one song text so I did one for the grand finale this year! Thanks to Gurobob for all these wonderul prompts again, was fun writing something to each one of them

[jaronightmare]

Carnival

Sea of colours, sea of mirth Happiest day on the earth The day we celebrate the life For one day we stop all strife Carnival, confetti everywhere Carnival, laughter in the air Carnival, costumes manifold and gay Carnival, endless rain of candy all day Sea of colours, sea of mirth Happiest day on the earth Enjoy it while you can, it won’t last long Tomorrow again the world will turn wrong

Day 30 Fun and games [everyone loves carnivals and clowns] I was going to write about a Massaker at the carnival but considering that there is already enough killing I concentrated only on the fun part of Carnival

[jaronightmare]

Seal

One step too far and you’ll be trapped You’ll feel your strength being sapped You can see the light glowing at your feet You can feel incredible and painful heat You can see symbols and runes, powerful and odd You are now at the hands of the messengers of god Light from beneath, bring down this abomination! Light from beneath, bring this demon salvation! I banish thee, I say be gone! I banish thee hell’s spawn!

Day 29 Light from beneath [so simple, yet a horror staple] This one was difficult to put into words... This way a drawing prompt and I did my best to convert it into a poem.

[debbie-sketch]

Hogwarts Houses common rooms in Halloween season 

[jaronightmare]

Written in the mist

All seems in vain Live is just pain I just want to die! Everything is a lie! I’m alone; no one is there for me This world shows me only cruelty I’m alone, have been left by everyone What justifies this? What have I done? I just want to fade away! But at the end of the day, I look in the mirror and see words in the mist “You are not alone and would be dearly missed!” All seems in vain Live is just pain I just want to die! Everything is a lie! No one needs me, I am completely useless No one wants me, I am just a nuisance No one loves me, I am just annoying No one likes me, I am just disappointing I just want to fade away But at the end of the day, I look in the mirror and see words written in the mist “You are needed, people are happy that you exist!” Beloved Guardian Angel of mine, In dark hours you brightly shine In the blackest night You are my saving light Stay with me until the bitter end Stay with me, my dearest friend I look in the mirror and see words written in the mist “I will stay with you and where you need it I will assist” “Through all evil I guide and see you through” “I will stay with you and extend my love to you” “You are not alone!”

Day 28 A message on the glass [maybe it’s a window or a mirror…] Who said it has to be creepy? I am very satisfied with this poem. Not only did I get some steam out of my system but it may also encourage others. Also I think it turned out nice

[jaronightmare]

On the chair

Bound to a chair, no way out I try to flee, I try to shout Mouth opened wide, held by a metal clamp Over me hovering a big, white, bright lamp Eerie silence and a clean smell What is this white, sterile hell? They put tools in my mouth, needles, tubes, pliers big and long They grasp my tooth and suddenly pull, skilful, quick and strong I scream and struggle desperately But they continue mercilessly Tooth after tooth they take Without giving me any break At last they stop and let me be Counting my teeth with open glee I’m left in the chair, weak and in pain I am broken, all seems to be in vain I just want to die Why me? Why?

Day 27 The experiment [bright lamp, needles, and that icky too-clean smell] Pulling teeth isn't really an experiment but it fitted into clean room and bright lamp. I have seen a woman with horrible teeth this week and that inspired me to go that way with this poem. Enjoy

[jaronightmare]

The tape

I love watching old tapes. My father and I used to watch movies all weekend long when my mother was away. I enjoyed the time with my father. He was amazing. He would tell me all these details about the movie, how it was made and how some scenes were improvised. He was so knowledgeable. But suddenly he fell ill and died. Ever since I would watch old taped every now and then to remind myself of the times he was still with me. It feels like he is sitting right next to me when I stare at the TV. I can hear his chuckle when I am rewinding something to watch it again closely. I feel him standing behind me when I am standing in front of the closet with all the tapes, trying to find the right one to watch. That’s why when I found this old tape in the attic; I simply had to watch it. I put it in the player and pressed play. The quality was bad. I could make out a room. Someone was in that room. Slowly the quality became better. It was a record. I recognised our living room. There I was, sitting in front of the TV and staring at the screen. But it wasn’t the little me from back then. It was the adult me. This video was broadcasting this very moment but from a different angle. And behind me stood… My father! “Hello Marie. I’ve waited so long to see you. You’ve grown so much!” I spun around but there was nothing behind me… “Don’t turn away from your father, dear”, he softly said. I turned back and searched for a date. In the right corner was a time stamp. 04.06.1999, the day my father had died! And there he was, staring at me through the screen, smiling at me…

Day 26 Let’s watch this old tape [VHS will never be replaced as scariest media] Surely something like this has been written already but I had absolutely no idea how to turn this into a poem... So here we go

[jaronightmare]

Madness

Doors on the ceiling, windows on the ground Grave silence and manic laughter all around Flying saucers and endless stairs, A bathtub ship with waxen corsairs? A hare that can fly, a pumpkin that talks A legless man that jumps and walks? Everything is so amiss What madness is this? I can’t understand what I see Is this an illusion or reality?

Day 25 Is this a hallucination? [untrustworthy reality is a real distress] Tried to go with a small poem inspired by Alice in Wonderland.

[jaronightmare]

Floating Candles

Floating candles in the night Flickering flames, eerie light Candles, growing coldness, whispers in the walls Candles, vicious things happened in these halls Children’s laughter, children’s cries, Behind each candle a pair of eyes Don’t touch the candles, don’t touch them I say! Don’t touch them or you won’t see the next day! Floating candles in the night Flickering flames, eerie light Candles, each night they drift through the air Candles, reminding us of the children’s despair Each night they stop in front of that one door And the big bloodstain reappears on the floor Don’t touch the candles, don’t touch them I say! Don’t touch them or you won’t see the next day! Floating candles in the night Flickering flames, eerie light Candles, reminding us of the children’s plight Candles, reminding us each and every night Poor souls, doomed to eternal agitation Cursed by others into eternal damnation To heaven we send our prayers May the lord see our tears And safe these poor children from their cruel fate And release them from the torment of eternal hate Floating candles in the night Flickering flames, eerie light

Day 24: A haunted item [obviously someone touched it. tsk.] Had fun writing this one. I love stories about peaceful ghosts that just occur at places and make people feel uncomfortable and remind the living that someone died a horrible death at that place

[jaronightmare]

Moonlight

Light of the moon Our soothing boon Light of the night Our leading light Light of mystery Shining silvery Light of eternal love Shining from above Light of peace and hope All around the globe Light of rest and mirth All around the earth Light of the moon Our soothing boon Light of the night Our leading light

Day 23 The romantic full moon [let’s have something classy after that…] Short but I think it turned out good

[thefashionistasnerd]

[ruinedchildhood]

Selfie Fables by Simona Bonafrini

[jaronightmare]

Blood and Screams

Trapped in eternal pain All struggle is in vain Hanging on a cross over hell’s fire The heat is eating me alive! Punishment for my insatiable desire No way for me to survive They said to me, I had to pay So they attacked me in my sleep and corrupted my dreams Now my flesh is melting away Dripping down, oozing, mixing with my blood and screams Tormented endlessly Left behind helplessly Trapped in eternal pain All struggle is in vain Crawling through a field of pain and death Pestilence is eating me alive! Surrounded by the stench of decay’s breath No way for me to survive They said to me I had to pay So they attacked me in my sleep and corrupted my dreams Now my flesh is rotting away Festering, reeking, while sand mixes with my blood and screams Tormented endlessly Left behind helplessly Trapped in eternal pain All struggle is in vain Maggots are all over me They are eating me alive! Can’t get away, can’t flee No way for me to survive They said to me I had to pay So they attacked me in my sleep and corrupted my dreams Now my flesh is being eaten away Faint gnawing sounds mixing with my blood and screams Tormented endlessly Left behind helplessly I try to break free and I scream “This is not real, this is a dream” Yet here I am, trapped in this evil illusion Yet here I am with no chance of absolution

Day 22 Unnecessarily gross [melting, rotting, dripping, oozing! Hahaha!] One big advantage of having very bad internet: No distractions. I can't really buffer any videos on youTube or any other page. Imgur won't load pictures and tumblr didn't ever fully load to begin with. So I had time to invest more heart and soul into the poem today. I think it turned out quite nice.

[jaronightmare]

Gun

Barrel, cold and long Stock, wooden and strong Sight, to see far accurately and keen Trigger, ready to shoot quick and clean With bullets, deadly and quick The rifle is ready at a finger’s flick So easy to handle, yet so efficient Only a single bullet is sufficient Even a child can do the trick The rifle is ready at a finger’s flick

Day 21 Try the gun [sometimes scary can be so simple] I just moved into my new apartment. Thanks to my neighbour I have internet :D Short poem. Wasn really inspired and had no ideas..

[jaronightmare]

Dark Magic

Black robes fluttering in the night Faces, maimed by curses and blight Bodies, sick, marcid and withered Minds, corrupted and dithered Hearts, deeply evil and cold Powers, demonic and old Dark magic destroying the soul Mighty force out of control

Day 20 Dark magic [wizards, witches, and warlocks, oh crap] Small one because I had to write two poems today. Also my brain is completely empty...

[jaronightmare]

The tree

I am old and I am tall I am wise, I’ve seen it all Hundreds of years I hold in my rings Around me happened so many things I defied droughts and storms I survived disease and worms But this one I will not survive This will put an end to my life The sound, so horrible It’s simply deplorable! With teeth, turning too fast to see They shred their way into me Golden, sticky blood is oozing out Chips of wood are flying about And deeper and deeper they cut, until I fall I lay there and feel so weak, feel so small I am old and I am tall I am wise, I’ve seen it all I endured all this time, I was able to survive But under the teeth of a chainsaw I lost my life

Catching up on the Goretober challenge Day 19 CHAINSAW [BRRRRREEEOOOWWW!] Here in Germany there was a songwriter who created this so called Magic Dreamtree and there are two CDs of it where there are many child songs mixed with short passages of a story. On the second CD the tree nearly get's chopped down. This inspired me to write this when I read the prompt for the day.