Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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Obtuse
Please lord
Spare me of righteousness
Allow me NOT to save souls
Let me bathe in sin
I seek honesty
I worship trust
Yet I am a heathen
To be clear
Spare me of righteousness
Allow me NOT to save souls
Let me bathe in sin
I seek honesty
I worship trust
Yet I am a heathen
To be clear
#dark
#evil
#morality #pagan
#morality #pagan
124 reads
37 Comments
Sadness
Why allow people who are rude,
Have things your daughter rarely gets?
Why trust people who can't help,
Someone they've never met?
Why be friendly to a world,
That wallows in regrets?
Why destroy an innocent child,
So you can get ahead?
Why laugh when she's not around,
To hear what you said?
Why talk to people that are there,
When I constantly worry if she is dead?
Why wake up every morning,
And waste time making the bed?
Why smile if you're not happy,
After you heard the...
Have things your daughter rarely gets?
Why trust people who can't help,
Someone they've never met?
Why be friendly to a world,
That wallows in regrets?
Why destroy an innocent child,
So you can get ahead?
Why laugh when she's not around,
To hear what you said?
Why talk to people that are there,
When I constantly worry if she is dead?
Why wake up every morning,
And waste time making the bed?
Why smile if you're not happy,
After you heard the...
#depression
59 reads
8 Comments
Salem Road (The Right Side of Wrong) II
Light from the day feeds the hungry night
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is an altered short cut few have traveled
But be warned mind, body and soul may come unraveled,
“Turning right a gray gravel road veers off
Besides the tracks and into the woods where the end is lost,
“An ancient wooden dwelling phases in and out of a wavering space
If entered it will transport you in pieces throughout time to a dark place,
“The few that return are tattooed, blind and horribly burned ...
Manifesting dark mysteries considered by many not to be right,
“Salem Road is an altered short cut few have traveled
But be warned mind, body and soul may come unraveled,
“Turning right a gray gravel road veers off
Besides the tracks and into the woods where the end is lost,
“An ancient wooden dwelling phases in and out of a wavering space
If entered it will transport you in pieces throughout time to a dark place,
“The few that return are tattooed, blind and horribly burned ...
#dark
#horror
63 reads
6 Comments
Been had
The depths of deception
They keep on digging
and try and outpace the damned
and they'll keep on winning
dignity is deceased
and do it while grinning
devoted liars never let up
They'll murder sleeping dogs
before whistles blow
the pups can't come running
no bone to be thrown
defend till the last day is due
and still convicted
Deny, deny
and still in the face of truth
Exposed they're composed
The narcissistic face of stillness
Protecting the ego until dying days
Don't try to be a victor
Stay the f**k...
They keep on digging
and try and outpace the damned
and they'll keep on winning
dignity is deceased
and do it while grinning
devoted liars never let up
They'll murder sleeping dogs
before whistles blow
the pups can't come running
no bone to be thrown
defend till the last day is due
and still convicted
Deny, deny
and still in the face of truth
Exposed they're composed
The narcissistic face of stillness
Protecting the ego until dying days
Don't try to be a victor
Stay the f**k...
#betrayal
#honesty
28 reads
0 Comments
Sugar Baby
I know what you need...
A young naughty, dirty little slut.
Becoming your obsession
So you can't live in peace.
As you endlessly rush...
Between ecstasy and suffering
I just want you to play with me
But you get so hooked, addicted
You need to dominate and control me
I will be your doll
That you'll have in every position
I will be your parasite
Sucking out your cum and blood
I will be your toy
That you always have to play with
I will be your problem
Which creates even bigger problems
I will be the cause of...
A young naughty, dirty little slut.
Becoming your obsession
So you can't live in peace.
As you endlessly rush...
Between ecstasy and suffering
I just want you to play with me
But you get so hooked, addicted
You need to dominate and control me
I will be your doll
That you'll have in every position
I will be your parasite
Sucking out your cum and blood
I will be your toy
That you always have to play with
I will be your problem
Which creates even bigger problems
I will be the cause of...
#dirty
#lust
#passion
#seductive
#sex
238 reads
26 Comments
f**k utah [redux]
#anger
#dark
#frustration
#regret
#sadness
34 reads
1 Comment
I'm Dead?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
#dark
#death
70 reads
1 Comment
Pigs In A Blanket
Sinderella coped with her emotions
Comforted by her princes devotion
But a fire burned over the situation
Retribution plotted with determination
Planning meticulously for revenge
The three little pigs they would avenge
A plan set forth, the trap was set
For this night they will never forget
Sinderella wandered the cold dark streets
Waiting to be spotted by the police
Slowly she pretended to stagger home
They followed closely into the unknown
She fumbled around with her keys ...
Comforted by her princes devotion
But a fire burned over the situation
Retribution plotted with determination
Planning meticulously for revenge
The three little pigs they would avenge
A plan set forth, the trap was set
For this night they will never forget
Sinderella wandered the cold dark streets
Waiting to be spotted by the police
Slowly she pretended to stagger home
They followed closely into the unknown
She fumbled around with her keys ...
#anger
#dark
92 reads
2 Comments
So funny! Let's laugh!
I went to nightshift
To hear people laugh at someone
Who needed help.
Just to have those same people,
Turn around and try and "help" me.
And they wonder why I hate them.
Hahahaha!!!!
To hear people laugh at someone
Who needed help.
Just to have those same people,
Turn around and try and "help" me.
And they wonder why I hate them.
Hahahaha!!!!
#dark
#funny
63 reads
12 Comments
harlotry
inside the torment I sigh
grievous error to believe
in something beautiful
my horror will paint your landscapes
turning beauty into harlots
forever calling you to them
in shaded bliss
while blood glistens at a daggers tip
place your trust inside my hollow places
you will be blind to my sickness
with the feeling of the divine
immortally wrapped in desire
feasting from a breast full of wrath
incinerate your cruelty within my need
forever lusting your mortal reprieve
seek the affection of the...
grievous error to believe
in something beautiful
my horror will paint your landscapes
turning beauty into harlots
forever calling you to them
in shaded bliss
while blood glistens at a daggers tip
place your trust inside my hollow places
you will be blind to my sickness
with the feeling of the divine
immortally wrapped in desire
feasting from a breast full of wrath
incinerate your cruelty within my need
forever lusting your mortal reprieve
seek the affection of the...
#dark
#lust
85 reads
4 Comments
nomad
your gravel voice spoke low and steady unnerving me
it sounded of days in the weather and more than your fair share of pain
of frigid winters and scorching in the sun
you had the haunted look of days on the road and seedy motels
with whore who would tell you your fortune
looking at your leathered hands and face I could see hard work
tougher than most understood
eyes that blaze like coals
looking right through me and pinning me to the moment I feared
angry anxiety poor from you and I wondered what would be your next move
...
it sounded of days in the weather and more than your fair share of pain
of frigid winters and scorching in the sun
you had the haunted look of days on the road and seedy motels
with whore who would tell you your fortune
looking at your leathered hands and face I could see hard work
tougher than most understood
eyes that blaze like coals
looking right through me and pinning me to the moment I feared
angry anxiety poor from you and I wondered what would be your next move
...
#dark
62 reads
0 Comments
Lost Us
Lost Us
#fear
#heartbroken
147 reads
11 Comments
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