Dark Poems Seeking Honest Critique
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Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
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AaHarvey
Poem Published
Yesterday 6:59pm
Yesterday 6:59pm
Kill me with your love
Show me your creation,
Written down in black ink.
Let me see your darkest thoughts;
I need a place to sink.
I want a place to disappear;
There really is no escape.
If I cannot have someone to love,
Then I will no longer fight my fate.
Love is out there somewhere to find.
All I have to do is look with open eyes,
But I am blind to anyone who could be nice,
Because of the tears I have cried, so many times.
So cut me with your truthfulness,
I want this pain to hurt.
I am no longer playing...
Written down in black ink.
Let me see your darkest thoughts;
I need a place to sink.
I want a place to disappear;
There really is no escape.
If I cannot have someone to love,
Then I will no longer fight my fate.
Love is out there somewhere to find.
All I have to do is look with open eyes,
But I am blind to anyone who could be nice,
Because of the tears I have cried, so many times.
So cut me with your truthfulness,
I want this pain to hurt.
I am no longer playing...
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#WritingPoetry
#fear
18 reads
0 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:58am
Yesterday 1:58am
Non Sequitur Nation
Paisley linen, faux
linen
linen in a
desert
dream
falling for some
bitch’s
voodoo
well, it is what
we are wont
to do
I want words here
now and I don’t
want it to be a
mistake
I don’t care what
anyone says, in
this life, I have
suffered
and all that proved
was I was an ungrateful
asshole who expected
everything just
because
I don’t know what
you want from me
I’m a cacophony of
pyrrhic victories and ...
linen
linen in a
desert
dream
falling for some
bitch’s
voodoo
well, it is what
we are wont
to do
I want words here
now and I don’t
want it to be a
mistake
I don’t care what
anyone says, in
this life, I have
suffered
and all that proved
was I was an ungrateful
asshole who expected
everything just
because
I don’t know what
you want from me
I’m a cacophony of
pyrrhic victories and ...
#winter
#FallingInLove
#PowerOfWords
#suffering
#curse
29 reads
2 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
27th Sep 2020 00:13am
27th Sep 2020 00:13am
PETRIFY
Every mourn as dawn approaches
I am haunted by yesterday
Feeling the cold grip of destiny
Like the crashing of funeral waves
I feel the walls around your tomb
Closing in
As the skies turn to gray
I see you petrifying
My heart, my queen of stone
As my heart turns so grave
It's so petrifying
Labyrinth of stone
Leads to the hell I crave
I hear the tapping of fingertips
Why are you taunting the depraved?
I can't focus on reality
Going under still so enslaved
I feel the walls around your...
I am haunted by yesterday
Feeling the cold grip of destiny
Like the crashing of funeral waves
I feel the walls around your tomb
Closing in
As the skies turn to gray
I see you petrifying
My heart, my queen of stone
As my heart turns so grave
It's so petrifying
Labyrinth of stone
Leads to the hell I crave
I hear the tapping of fingertips
Why are you taunting the depraved?
I can't focus on reality
Going under still so enslaved
I feel the walls around your...
#dark
#fate
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0 Comments
Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 8:13pm
26th Sep 2020 8:13pm
Forever Winter
No one ever told me that grief felt so like fear” - C.S. Lewis
Let’s keep our rooms cold
Inside this house of old
I don’t want to clean up
Let the candles do the work
And my journal take the hurt instead
Let’s keep the front door locked
Nobody knock
There’s nothing left inside
But four walls of rotting wood
Unswept floors and tangled curtains
Dirty dishes
And a scent buried in perfume
Autumn foliage takes hold
Outside this house of mold
This skull of mine aching
From the stench that’s...
Let’s keep our rooms cold
Inside this house of old
I don’t want to clean up
Let the candles do the work
And my journal take the hurt instead
Let’s keep the front door locked
Nobody knock
There’s nothing left inside
But four walls of rotting wood
Unswept floors and tangled curtains
Dirty dishes
And a scent buried in perfume
Autumn foliage takes hold
Outside this house of mold
This skull of mine aching
From the stench that’s...
#depression
#grief
#dark
#death
#fear
38 reads
9 Comments
LUUH19
Emeraldia
Emeraldia
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 1:09am
26th Sep 2020 1:09am
Repression
A memory buried, six feet under
On an unmarked grave; left a riddle
The shovel tossed out, in the ocean
Traces of blood, cleaned with bleach
Mind being protective like a mother
Cut out the once trauma I faced
Replaced the hole, with teddy bears
From time to time, the earth shakes
Innocence cracks, for hell to breathe
Adamant to jump, into inferno
Join my circle, of leafless trees
But mother tweaks my chemicals
With sleep and indulgence
In alcohol and lechery
Blue screens and THC.
On an unmarked grave; left a riddle
The shovel tossed out, in the ocean
Traces of blood, cleaned with bleach
Mind being protective like a mother
Cut out the once trauma I faced
Replaced the hole, with teddy bears
From time to time, the earth shakes
Innocence cracks, for hell to breathe
Adamant to jump, into inferno
Join my circle, of leafless trees
But mother tweaks my chemicals
With sleep and indulgence
In alcohol and lechery
Blue screens and THC.
#anger
#loneliness
#confusion
#emptiness
#fear
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0 Comments
MThorne
Margaret
Margaret
Poem Published
26th Sep 2020 00:41am
26th Sep 2020 00:41am
Mist
There are times I simply want to matter to someone.....anyone.
There are days when I wonder if there is anyone out there that wants to talk to me as much as I want to talk to them.
I wonder if it's only me walking through this endless gray cloud alone.
I wonder if anyone will see me thru this heavy gray cloud or if I'll disappear within it. To be ever alone missing ones that dont miss me, not to talk to anyone since they wouldn't notice me gone anyway.
This endless heavy gray cloud is eating me alive. I used to ask if anyone would save me. Now I am left to wonder...
There are days when I wonder if there is anyone out there that wants to talk to me as much as I want to talk to them.
I wonder if it's only me walking through this endless gray cloud alone.
I wonder if anyone will see me thru this heavy gray cloud or if I'll disappear within it. To be ever alone missing ones that dont miss me, not to talk to anyone since they wouldn't notice me gone anyway.
This endless heavy gray cloud is eating me alive. I used to ask if anyone would save me. Now I am left to wonder...
#depression
#loneliness
47 reads
6 Comments
ELIAS11
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 11:53pm
25th Sep 2020 11:53pm
Cinematic Demon
Burning alive in a metaphorical catechism
Learning to lie in a allegorical masochism
A spider soul enrolled
In the web of the golden dark
Caught here and consoled
In thee occultic hidden arts
This is silence seeking gossip
A prison under fire
It's a lashing with your tongue
Under siege I will acquire
The purifier of everything
This moon is under sun
A cryptic writing saying
You are the chosen one
A sefirot secret in the number eleven ...
Learning to lie in a allegorical masochism
A spider soul enrolled
In the web of the golden dark
Caught here and consoled
In thee occultic hidden arts
This is silence seeking gossip
A prison under fire
It's a lashing with your tongue
Under siege I will acquire
The purifier of everything
This moon is under sun
A cryptic writing saying
You are the chosen one
A sefirot secret in the number eleven ...
#identity
#religion
#God
#devil
#mirror
33 reads
2 Comments
Taurek
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 3:42am
25th Sep 2020 3:42am
There Is Nothing to See Anymore
How many coats to
escape me?
laryngitis giving
you hell
how many more
haircuts will it
take?
thieves in the
barbershop
giving you
grief
in the morning I
won’t remember
this happiness
there will be a
strange going-
on
this isn’t Manson, this
isn’t Once Upon a
Time in Hollywood,
this is Armagideon
Time
and it was
time for all this
to stop
but there was going
to be more riots and
more deaths and the ...
escape me?
laryngitis giving
you hell
how many more
haircuts will it
take?
thieves in the
barbershop
giving you
grief
in the morning I
won’t remember
this happiness
there will be a
strange going-
on
this isn’t Manson, this
isn’t Once Upon a
Time in Hollywood,
this is Armagideon
Time
and it was
time for all this
to stop
but there was going
to be more riots and
more deaths and the ...
#happiness
#war
#hell
#suffering
#pandemic
37 reads
2 Comments
crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 1:16am
25th Sep 2020 1:16am
spikes of delirium~with the wicked Adagio
Sometimes a long shadow whispers
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
hiding it's dark head in my mind
echoing obscurity growing on vine
as my quill serenades my opine
the darkness intent on expression
sends spikes through my thoughts to inspire
the soulless wanderer enters the solemn corridor
inviting me to walk deeper into the madness
awaiting is a strange calm hibernating in my corpse
on a long winter's night shaking ashes from the urn
careful to feast lest I be feast on
#dark
#death
#evil
43 reads
4 Comments
FallenAngle
Poem Published
25th Sep 2020 1:12am
25th Sep 2020 1:12am
Reflection
I know you chase her in your dreams
And how her sobs echo in your chest,
I know you feel the coldness of her hand
Against your empty palm.
I know your haunted by her eyes
And how the despair reflects your own,
I know you gave her a piece of your soul
Since her own was stolen.
I know she hides in the shadows of the walls
And how she whispers to your mind,
I know you feel you owe her your voice
When everyone else ignored hers.
I know she scares you
And you wish you could leave her,
I know you're not just...
And how her sobs echo in your chest,
I know you feel the coldness of her hand
Against your empty palm.
I know your haunted by her eyes
And how the despair reflects your own,
I know you gave her a piece of your soul
Since her own was stolen.
I know she hides in the shadows of the walls
And how she whispers to your mind,
I know you feel you owe her your voice
When everyone else ignored hers.
I know she scares you
And you wish you could leave her,
I know you're not just...
#childhood
#abuse
#suffering
36 reads
0 Comments
smackdownraven
Poem Published
24th Sep 2020 10:02pm
24th Sep 2020 10:02pm
Outersanity~with the talented Drieks
the collective eye looks inward
the species of soul has pricked the conscious of the hierarchy
perhaps they are more than sustenance
implanted in humanities conscious...fear
religion used for general enslavement
we crave their suffering
harvest their pain
human screams are the lullabies
our offspring sleep to
tendrils across the universe
detects something new on the winds
coded and locked
a dominion we are new to
the collective eye blinks
and as one we shudder
With precision, their dreams punctured. ...
the species of soul has pricked the conscious of the hierarchy
perhaps they are more than sustenance
implanted in humanities conscious...fear
religion used for general enslavement
we crave their suffering
harvest their pain
human screams are the lullabies
our offspring sleep to
tendrils across the universe
detects something new on the winds
coded and locked
a dominion we are new to
the collective eye blinks
and as one we shudder
With precision, their dreams punctured. ...
#humankind
#aliens
#collaboration #scifi
#collaboration #scifi
28 reads
4 Comments
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