Long Dark Poems
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
whores and pitty f**ks for fux sake
my Father in terror you revealed yourself...angry
desiring a human's love I took was offered to me
and it wasn't much for my part of the unfair exchange
he pities himself for his problems
and tells women it's my fault he is as such
I believe the same about his ex he is a good gaslighter
he wants revenge but I have to wonder for what?
for taking my hand-ups year in and out for loving and supporting him
when his mom just wanted to cast him aside
or for adopting his problems as my own?
I am guilty for ignoring the...
desiring a human's love I took was offered to me
and it wasn't much for my part of the unfair exchange
he pities himself for his problems
and tells women it's my fault he is as such
I believe the same about his ex he is a good gaslighter
he wants revenge but I have to wonder for what?
for taking my hand-ups year in and out for loving and supporting him
when his mom just wanted to cast him aside
or for adopting his problems as my own?
I am guilty for ignoring the...
#dark
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either you or them
interesting curiosity invested in the outfit...spin
when altercations inevitibly rise
because the body is a poor representation for the soul
left scarred from the war
tormented for it, it's okay I've seen myself look worse
beauty given and then taken
there are so many ways to shatter the soul
sorrow and pain, being beautiful ingrediants to making a tasty being
with enough love and attention at pivatol moments
our minds see what they want to
I know I am more than my some of parts
it is a mortal tomb met to distract...
when altercations inevitibly rise
because the body is a poor representation for the soul
left scarred from the war
tormented for it, it's okay I've seen myself look worse
beauty given and then taken
there are so many ways to shatter the soul
sorrow and pain, being beautiful ingrediants to making a tasty being
with enough love and attention at pivatol moments
our minds see what they want to
I know I am more than my some of parts
it is a mortal tomb met to distract...
#dark
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Softly, slowly as the light falls.
Light.
Every good moment begins with pure light.
But like the tides turning,
The light fades into night.
A simple change.
Its just one letter.
One rule changed.
One where all is and one where nothing becomes truer and deeper.
I open my eyes at last.
This year.
This day.
This moment.
I meet my friend again as I breathe in the stiff air of my bedroom.
Another day begun.
Another day to think, to dream, to be.
"You have much to do Mark."
I do!
"We should get up quickly so we don't drift...
Every good moment begins with pure light.
But like the tides turning,
The light fades into night.
A simple change.
Its just one letter.
One rule changed.
One where all is and one where nothing becomes truer and deeper.
I open my eyes at last.
This year.
This day.
This moment.
I meet my friend again as I breathe in the stiff air of my bedroom.
Another day begun.
Another day to think, to dream, to be.
"You have much to do Mark."
I do!
"We should get up quickly so we don't drift...
#anger
#confusion
#denial
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RICHARD'S FINAL MOMENTS
#evil
#horror
#scary
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The Tragic Tale of a Young Girl's Body
She was young, just a tender age
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
Filled with innocence and wonder
Her body, firm and full of life's stage
But little did she know, she'd soon be torn asunder
She walked with grace and confidence
Unaware of the danger that lurked
Her beauty, an ever-present presence
But to the predator, she was just a piece of meat to be shirked
She knew not of the evil that lay in wait
As she strolled through the streets
Her mind filled with dreams and fate
But all those hopes would soon meet their defeat
He watched her from a...
#college
#school
#teens #women
#teens #women
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Between Sacred and Profane
i did mean to make you spill
If you are hurt, then you'll heal
Epicurean is a devilish will
There is too much left to enjoy
Away from flesh, lust and pill
What doesn't kill you
Gives you good health
what doesn't hurt you
Drags you in more filth
Spare false words
To a stormy day
And sow today
you shall reap someday
Leave your complains
On your dusty shelf
And be a man for once
The a stoic wolf, dies
Don't pity on your self
...
If you are hurt, then you'll heal
Epicurean is a devilish will
There is too much left to enjoy
Away from flesh, lust and pill
What doesn't kill you
Gives you good health
what doesn't hurt you
Drags you in more filth
Spare false words
To a stormy day
And sow today
you shall reap someday
Leave your complains
On your dusty shelf
And be a man for once
The a stoic wolf, dies
Don't pity on your self
...
#depression
#illness
#SelfHarm
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Lies
Lies
Please know this only a story. Pure fiction.
What lies did you tell them all
For them to hate me so
No one will look into my eyes
I don’t know what they know
I wonder if you told them
I was messy like our home
Did you mention of your absence?
How you leave me all alone
Did you tell them of my thoughts?
How I don’t function in the day?
I roam around and make no sound
...
Please know this only a story. Pure fiction.
What lies did you tell them all
For them to hate me so
No one will look into my eyes
I don’t know what they know
I wonder if you told them
I was messy like our home
Did you mention of your absence?
How you leave me all alone
Did you tell them of my thoughts?
How I don’t function in the day?
I roam around and make no sound
...
#depression
#dark
#lies #MentalHealth
#lies #MentalHealth
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A fork, a knife and a spoon
My wife only wants me to spoon her when she's hammered
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
Any other time, she don't want me near
That's ok
I actually despise her and spooning
One night she came home incredibly drunk
She was all over the place
Stumbling, making no sense
Fell backwards into my cabinet
Breaking some heirloom figurines I had from my family
No apology, nothing
My blood was beginning to boil
I yelled at her, "GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FACE!!!"
I was tired, so I went to bed
Few moments later she came into bed
She was frisky and...
#wife
#murder
#food
#ShortStory
#horror
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Evil Unicorn (Cauldron Kill Series)
#hate
#dark
#unicorns
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trying to write out my feelings instead of cutting
anguish is flowing in red rivers beneath my skin
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
and it’s screaming to be let out
i couldn’t tell you where it came from
all i know is that i’m wired wrong
i wouldn’t dare try to talk to anyone beforehand
people either freak out or act annoyed
and in such a vulnerable state,
that is the cyanide of human communication
i wish someone would help me
the way i need to be helped
i usually feel stressed
numb
sad
ashamed
lonely
and overwhelmed ...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#PTSD
#StreamOfConsciousness
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'The Selfish Man's ADHD"
It’s raining…
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
The smell is one of the best aromas. I can feel the coolness in the air.
I’m in a desolate land where no one, not even my past, can get near.
The voices are gone, and all that’s left is you.
You, who I’ve put to the side, while I try to learn how to arise to the task I can’t seem to fully satisfy,.
I feel like Hellen Keller because, as much as I see and hear it, it never gets through, and I can’t see it clearly.
In your eyes, I see the tears. Flood gates that are about to burst from the pressure.
Once, these eyes were so full of love. Are...
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#choices
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Pick Your Poison
#dark
#abuse
#death
#MentalHealth
#revenge
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