Dark Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
Fake earthquakes(ptsd)
Over me there lies a shadow
Dark in color, deep yet shallow
Looming vicious, clouding vision
Pouring down and building prisons
With walls of which you cannot touch
But I still fathom, this and much
It smashes through my daily grind
Taking both my body and mind
Giving burning shaking fits
I’ll sweat enough to drown a fish
Polished bottles calm the shakes
and the mental anguish
Of the fake earthquakes
Dark in color, deep yet shallow
Looming vicious, clouding vision
Pouring down and building prisons
With walls of which you cannot touch
But I still fathom, this and much
It smashes through my daily grind
Taking both my body and mind
Giving burning shaking fits
I’ll sweat enough to drown a fish
Polished bottles calm the shakes
and the mental anguish
Of the fake earthquakes
#dark
#MentalHealth
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Amarok
You want me to be sweet, that's how I pleased you.
Made you believe in me, that I'm your little sheep.
Your beast. Your Amarok.
Heartless to everyone else, sinking my fangs in those who disobey;
I became the pet of the true monster which was you.
But you never read what my name means.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I LIED TO YOU AND FUCKED YOU, JUST TO MAKE YOU TRUST ME.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I RIPPED YOUR THROAT OUT AND FRENCH-KISSED YOUR CORPSE BECAUSE THE REAL MONSTER WAS YOU.
I had to watch you break her.
Fearful...
Made you believe in me, that I'm your little sheep.
Your beast. Your Amarok.
Heartless to everyone else, sinking my fangs in those who disobey;
I became the pet of the true monster which was you.
But you never read what my name means.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I LIED TO YOU AND FUCKED YOU, JUST TO MAKE YOU TRUST ME.
SICK, SICK, YOU MAKE ME SICK!!
I RIPPED YOUR THROAT OUT AND FRENCH-KISSED YOUR CORPSE BECAUSE THE REAL MONSTER WAS YOU.
I had to watch you break her.
Fearful...
#abuse
#manipulation
#revenge
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Even after death?
Will you still love me when my flesh rots away,
when decay claims my form and worms start to play?
Will you cherish my remains like what i once was,
and still love me eternally?
Will you hold me close despite the decay?
Despite the putrid stench that won't go away?
Will you cling to me despite the bugs on display?
And still love me eternally?
Will you stay as my flesh dissolves away?
Or will you turn away?
Give up, and run away?
. . . . . . .
...
when decay claims my form and worms start to play?
Will you cherish my remains like what i once was,
and still love me eternally?
Will you hold me close despite the decay?
Despite the putrid stench that won't go away?
Will you cling to me despite the bugs on display?
And still love me eternally?
Will you stay as my flesh dissolves away?
Or will you turn away?
Give up, and run away?
. . . . . . .
...
#addiction
#dark
#death #obsession
#death #obsession
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7 Comments
No Way Out
I’ve been screaming at the glass all night,
But it only stares, it never fights.
Who am I? What have I become?
A shadow left of someone numb.
I reach, I claw, I beg, I burn—
But you just twist, you never turn.
If I break the glass, will I feel the pain?
Or am I nothing, just a stain?
Tear me down, I’m begging you,
Show me the truth I never knew.
Am I the curse? Am I the sin?
Or just the cage I’m trapped within?
I’m falling fast, there’s no way out—
Tear me down, erase the doubt.
I can’t stand this endless...
But it only stares, it never fights.
Who am I? What have I become?
A shadow left of someone numb.
I reach, I claw, I beg, I burn—
But you just twist, you never turn.
If I break the glass, will I feel the pain?
Or am I nothing, just a stain?
Tear me down, I’m begging you,
Show me the truth I never knew.
Am I the curse? Am I the sin?
Or just the cage I’m trapped within?
I’m falling fast, there’s no way out—
Tear me down, erase the doubt.
I can’t stand this endless...
#dark
#loneliness
#regret
#sadness
#shame
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The voice that never fades.
All the angry voices started about 5 years ago.
a whisper close to nothing or unhearable.
They started by praising my actions and reactions
Pretending they were here to make easier my interactions.
They were kind and caring at first.
After short period of time things got worse.
They told me i didn't react the way I could.
They decided to explain the way the of their sainthood.
The way they told me to talk and to handle things quickly became evil.
The way they described the details made me never to trust other people.
At the time this started i...
a whisper close to nothing or unhearable.
They started by praising my actions and reactions
Pretending they were here to make easier my interactions.
They were kind and caring at first.
After short period of time things got worse.
They told me i didn't react the way I could.
They decided to explain the way the of their sainthood.
The way they told me to talk and to handle things quickly became evil.
The way they described the details made me never to trust other people.
At the time this started i...
#confusion
#dark
#fear #frustration
#fear #frustration
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Oblivion
I'm already dead,
I've died a long time ago
And I'll continue to wither
With each day that flows.
I'm nothing but an empty husk
Of my former self,
Acting in concordance
With my mind's tales
Of what I was before the dusk.
But even those echoes slowly bleed away
Facing the atrophy of time
And its trail of decay.
It's getting darker...
Soon I'll be just a shadow,
Forgotten and forever chasing...
Running further,
Chasing an inexistent light
In an empty void,
An idea of "what it...
I've died a long time ago
And I'll continue to wither
With each day that flows.
I'm nothing but an empty husk
Of my former self,
Acting in concordance
With my mind's tales
Of what I was before the dusk.
But even those echoes slowly bleed away
Facing the atrophy of time
And its trail of decay.
It's getting darker...
Soon I'll be just a shadow,
Forgotten and forever chasing...
Running further,
Chasing an inexistent light
In an empty void,
An idea of "what it...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
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1 Comment
This poem is called Child Murder
My name's sky I'm three,My eyes are swollen.I can't see,I must be stupid.I must be bad,What else could have made my daddy so mad?I wish i were better i wish i weren't ugly,Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.I can't do wrong i can't speak at all or else i am lockup all day long.When i am awake i am all alone.The house is dark my folks aren't home.When my mommy does come home.I'll try and be nice,so maybe i will just get one whipping tonight.I just heard a car,my daddy's back from charlies bar.I hear him curse.My name's called,I press myself against the wall.I try to hide from his...
#death
#father
#murder #son
#murder #son
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