Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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Discolored picture
Everything is black and white
A discolored picture
With endless horizons in sight
The whole world engulfed in candle light
Can't they see outside the windowpane?
A world left alone is shone but still lost
A rose in a broken flower pot is what remains
Beauty inside this place of chains decays
Beautiful creatures fill the night
Tied to each other in a sickness
They are a witness to their senseless plight
In their blood they pay for what is deemed right
Everyone seems to be blind to their cruelties
Ignorance is bliss but...
A discolored picture
With endless horizons in sight
The whole world engulfed in candle light
Can't they see outside the windowpane?
A world left alone is shone but still lost
A rose in a broken flower pot is what remains
Beauty inside this place of chains decays
Beautiful creatures fill the night
Tied to each other in a sickness
They are a witness to their senseless plight
In their blood they pay for what is deemed right
Everyone seems to be blind to their cruelties
Ignorance is bliss but...
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Missouri
Pitch black
empty fields
worthless memories.
Full of pain
weakness
open me up
see what's inside
as I bleed,
just know that this is how its suppose to be.
God screams murder,
but no one cares enough to listen.
Fuck what needs to be done
Do what you want,
just be sure to leave no witness.
This is where I have died
so many times
alone and laughing.
They already buried alive.
I'm just waiting for everyone to join me.
empty fields
worthless memories.
Full of pain
weakness
open me up
see what's inside
as I bleed,
just know that this is how its suppose to be.
God screams murder,
but no one cares enough to listen.
Fuck what needs to be done
Do what you want,
just be sure to leave no witness.
This is where I have died
so many times
alone and laughing.
They already buried alive.
I'm just waiting for everyone to join me.
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Another Black Image for a Goddess that Should Be Crucified.
I imagine you sitting on your bed...
Life wounds in your neck,
fresh with the smell of decay.
Eyes as empty as a cemetery...
and lips that whisper deaths name.
I had tied a noose for you in the shape of a heart.
I wish I could see you dangle from it.
Life wounds in your neck,
fresh with the smell of decay.
Eyes as empty as a cemetery...
and lips that whisper deaths name.
I had tied a noose for you in the shape of a heart.
I wish I could see you dangle from it.
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Evil Thoughts
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bullets never get lonely
sometimes my brain takes off in a 40’s black&white direction
yeah, Bogart tough-&-cool
sittin’ at his splintered desk with his fedora
pushed back, tie loose, and then:
“she walked into my office on a pair o’ legs
that could burn down Hitler’s heart.”
beat up from the grime & the crime on the streets.
pursued between jobs by a scandalous muse; he
holsters his Beretta & picks up a ball point, to deal
in hard-boiled poetics. conjures up an ode to love,
his beautiful, heartless mistress, written on the back
of an unpaid bill…...
yeah, Bogart tough-&-cool
sittin’ at his splintered desk with his fedora
pushed back, tie loose, and then:
“she walked into my office on a pair o’ legs
that could burn down Hitler’s heart.”
beat up from the grime & the crime on the streets.
pursued between jobs by a scandalous muse; he
holsters his Beretta & picks up a ball point, to deal
in hard-boiled poetics. conjures up an ode to love,
his beautiful, heartless mistress, written on the back
of an unpaid bill…...
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~The Beast~
Eyes like burning coals
A sharp-toothed beast
Feeding on broken hearts
It's prepared for a feast
Cutting fresh wrists
With claws like blades
Leaving scars behind
Through blood it wades
It takes without mercy
Tail like a noose
Stealing innocent lives
Turning demons loose
A sharp-toothed beast
Feeding on broken hearts
It's prepared for a feast
Cutting fresh wrists
With claws like blades
Leaving scars behind
Through blood it wades
It takes without mercy
Tail like a noose
Stealing innocent lives
Turning demons loose
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what Shall I Feel?
I guess you'll tell me,how I should
feel today. I only know one road
in life, the one where all ends
meet.
Bitter deep inside, but you
tell how I'm supposed to feel
What is inside me you don't,
Care.
Put your hands upon me, I
see inside your soul.
I know what you are.
It's so hard because I'm,
so in love with you.
Fall upon me knees, I need to
hear the sounds, that recognize
the pain in me.
TRULY I IMPLORE......
WHAT SHALL I FEEL TODAY?
(Inspired by Orgy Blue Monday)
feel today. I only know one road
in life, the one where all ends
meet.
Bitter deep inside, but you
tell how I'm supposed to feel
What is inside me you don't,
Care.
Put your hands upon me, I
see inside your soul.
I know what you are.
It's so hard because I'm,
so in love with you.
Fall upon me knees, I need to
hear the sounds, that recognize
the pain in me.
TRULY I IMPLORE......
WHAT SHALL I FEEL TODAY?
(Inspired by Orgy Blue Monday)
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It was an "Accident"..
It was an Accident GOD DAMN IT!
Bull Fucking Shit It Was Daddy..
That Shoe That You Threw at My Little Head..
Yeah Fucking right it Was..
You Told Me You'd Never do It Again..
And That you Loved Me..
Well Isn't That One Big Fucking Lie!
You Said You Wished I Died!
Well..Now I Think I Will..
Oh My..Look at all These Pretty Little Pills..
And Mommy's Razor...
This Could Work Well..
It was an Accident..
Yeah Right..
Well..I Think I'll Play With a Knife Tonight..
Since You Said You Wanted Me To Die
Bull Fucking Shit It Was Daddy..
That Shoe That You Threw at My Little Head..
Yeah Fucking right it Was..
You Told Me You'd Never do It Again..
And That you Loved Me..
Well Isn't That One Big Fucking Lie!
You Said You Wished I Died!
Well..Now I Think I Will..
Oh My..Look at all These Pretty Little Pills..
And Mommy's Razor...
This Could Work Well..
It was an Accident..
Yeah Right..
Well..I Think I'll Play With a Knife Tonight..
Since You Said You Wanted Me To Die
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Shadows In The Night
I Feel your eyes upon me.
Shivers up my spine. Gasping for
air. The pounding of my heart.
Demonic red eyes peering, in the darkness.
Your dark mass, moves along the
wall. Lying on my bed, tremblin
like a leaf.
Fear of what's to pass. Stalking me
upon the night. I feel your breath,
upon me. Very tense inside.
Lurking in the night, ready to
strike. I'm so afraid. Close my
eyes, the voices telling me,
your not real.
Slowly my eyes open, short of
breath, inches from my face, I
see those demonic eyes....
Shivers up my spine. Gasping for
air. The pounding of my heart.
Demonic red eyes peering, in the darkness.
Your dark mass, moves along the
wall. Lying on my bed, tremblin
like a leaf.
Fear of what's to pass. Stalking me
upon the night. I feel your breath,
upon me. Very tense inside.
Lurking in the night, ready to
strike. I'm so afraid. Close my
eyes, the voices telling me,
your not real.
Slowly my eyes open, short of
breath, inches from my face, I
see those demonic eyes....
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Flesh
So warm
So soft
So pale
So raw
I crave it
It brings me joy
Watching you squirm
Seeing you writhe
I love you
I hate you
Your flesh brings me joy
As it is torn
I peel the flesh back
Skin from bone
blood flows
Its so soft
So soft
So pale
So raw
I crave it
It brings me joy
Watching you squirm
Seeing you writhe
I love you
I hate you
Your flesh brings me joy
As it is torn
I peel the flesh back
Skin from bone
blood flows
Its so soft
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~Thoughts In The Dark~
Sometimes at night
I'll stay awake
And think of all the
thoughts I can take
I think of you
I think of us
Things we lose
But things we must
I think of me
All by myself
My surely slipping
Mental health
I think of my brother
Six feet under
Who he'd be now
I'm left to wonder
I think of death quite a lot
And how long I've got to go
Through broken rose coloured lenses
I'm pretty sure I now know
I'll stay awake
And think of all the
thoughts I can take
I think of you
I think of us
Things we lose
But things we must
I think of me
All by myself
My surely slipping
Mental health
I think of my brother
Six feet under
Who he'd be now
I'm left to wonder
I think of death quite a lot
And how long I've got to go
Through broken rose coloured lenses
I'm pretty sure I now know
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Daddy
Why must you hit me
What have I done wrong
Am I a bad son
Am I a disgrace
Mommy doesn't do that
She says its the alcohol
I think its me
You say its just fun
The pain is terrifying
My screams just fade
No one hears
Hears as I am abused
My life so tragic
I want to die
I was violated
By my daddy
What have I done wrong
Am I a bad son
Am I a disgrace
Mommy doesn't do that
She says its the alcohol
I think its me
You say its just fun
The pain is terrifying
My screams just fade
No one hears
Hears as I am abused
My life so tragic
I want to die
I was violated
By my daddy
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