Short Dark Poems
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Short poems (30 words or less), most recently posted poems first.
Freedom
Inspired by: Sin
Black bird
White trails
twiddle de
twiddle dum
Days blend
Boredom sets
Call out
Lost power
Mind week
Sun rise
Repeat
Done
Black bird
White trails
twiddle de
twiddle dum
Days blend
Boredom sets
Call out
Lost power
Mind week
Sun rise
Repeat
Done
42 reads
2 Comments
Child's Prayer
Now I lay me down to sleep
I hope to die before I wake
This rotten soul the lord can keep
his gift of life a big mistake
I hope to die before I wake
This rotten soul the lord can keep
his gift of life a big mistake
74 reads
6 Comments
Perfect
He's their perfect little angel.
Their perfect little saint.
Perfect little devil.
Perfect little fake.
Perfect little monster.
Now out the door.
What you thought was perfect.
Now perfect is no more.
Their perfect little saint.
Perfect little devil.
Perfect little fake.
Perfect little monster.
Now out the door.
What you thought was perfect.
Now perfect is no more.
89 reads
4 Comments
Keep going
65 reads
1 Comment
I know you well
It's not that much,
But it's enough,
To still make me tired,
Of everything,
I don't care.
I'm dying.
And..
I want to.
But it's enough,
To still make me tired,
Of everything,
I don't care.
I'm dying.
And..
I want to.
47 reads
2 Comments
Witness
Jimmy died,
Right in front of me today,
He looked me straight in the eye,
And slit his throat.
And i sat and watched..
Till his blood dried
Right in front of me today,
He looked me straight in the eye,
And slit his throat.
And i sat and watched..
Till his blood dried
59 reads
5 Comments
Color
White...
Walls.
White..
Walls.
So pretty..
So sad..
White,
Walls.
White
Walls.
No color..
No nothing.
But everything.
Happy.
So happy are those white walls.
It is sad.
Void.
And black is happy.
Walls.
White..
Walls.
So pretty..
So sad..
White,
Walls.
White
Walls.
No color..
No nothing.
But everything.
Happy.
So happy are those white walls.
It is sad.
Void.
And black is happy.
60 reads
3 Comments
Coma
A hairline fracture
to relieve the pressure
and it's never been better
to have room
to breathe
to relieve the pressure
and it's never been better
to have room
to breathe
65 reads
4 Comments
Devoured
She watched him as he ate his meal
Crunching the bones with such zeal
In a fit of rage she said, thank goodness I'm dead
Else the pain he's inflicting I'd feel
Crunching the bones with such zeal
In a fit of rage she said, thank goodness I'm dead
Else the pain he's inflicting I'd feel
48 reads
0 Comments
Short Story
62 reads
2 Comments
Free
I'm covered in blood,
red and bright.
In crimson drenched,
is the darkness of night.
The blood is all over me,
and the blood is yours
To finally be free,
I killed without remorse
red and bright.
In crimson drenched,
is the darkness of night.
The blood is all over me,
and the blood is yours
To finally be free,
I killed without remorse
94 reads
2 Comments
Fixed
I'll live my dreams
and fly
if only for as long
as it takes
for the concrete
to rush to meet me
and fly
if only for as long
as it takes
for the concrete
to rush to meet me
46 reads
0 Comments
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