Dark Poems by New Members
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Evil poetry and morbid poems about death and horror
- Published by new DU Poetry members.
The killing choice
Today I want to kill a man
But i need to formulate a plan
Of how to carry out the act
Its the part of the equation that I lack
I could slit his wrists and let him bleed out slow
Release all his worries in a crimson flow
Or maybe get it over quick and be done
Leave all his regrets at the end of a gun
Can rope him up and watch him hang
Breath seeping from his body along with his pain
The top of a building I can toss him down
Let him reflect on his failures before hitting the...
But i need to formulate a plan
Of how to carry out the act
Its the part of the equation that I lack
I could slit his wrists and let him bleed out slow
Release all his worries in a crimson flow
Or maybe get it over quick and be done
Leave all his regrets at the end of a gun
Can rope him up and watch him hang
Breath seeping from his body along with his pain
The top of a building I can toss him down
Let him reflect on his failures before hitting the...
#dark
#death
#murder
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Echoed Trill
Mommy, they're causing me strife,
My wings, they just won't come to life.
They said it's a game we'd be playing,
But now, it's tears that I'm spraying.
Mommy, where can you be?
Mommy, come set me free.
I hear your fearful trill, it's quite a chill,
To the sound of your voice, I'm flying.
Who are they, my little one?
Don't give up, the day is not done.
As fast as I can, I'm running,
I promise to help, I’m Coming.
Mommy, they are causing me pain,
The fire on my wings, it's been slain.
I tell them it's hard to...
My wings, they just won't come to life.
They said it's a game we'd be playing,
But now, it's tears that I'm spraying.
Mommy, where can you be?
Mommy, come set me free.
I hear your fearful trill, it's quite a chill,
To the sound of your voice, I'm flying.
Who are they, my little one?
Don't give up, the day is not done.
As fast as I can, I'm running,
I promise to help, I’m Coming.
Mommy, they are causing me pain,
The fire on my wings, it's been slain.
I tell them it's hard to...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#disappointment
#fear
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Hate Me!
give me your blame
give me pain and I'll thank you
this burden I shoulder
tastes like fine wine,
aged by years of resentment
and I wonder how long
you've held this iron
you dig into my ribs
I wonder how long you've kept quiet
about every little thing I do
that pisses you off
this pain tastes like hand soap,
tastes like I'll need to
brush my tongue until it bleeds
just to feel worthy of love again
you are a cloud
hanging over my head
I'm so sad
so sad
so sad
and you're
so sick...
give me pain and I'll thank you
this burden I shoulder
tastes like fine wine,
aged by years of resentment
and I wonder how long
you've held this iron
you dig into my ribs
I wonder how long you've kept quiet
about every little thing I do
that pisses you off
this pain tastes like hand soap,
tastes like I'll need to
brush my tongue until it bleeds
just to feel worthy of love again
you are a cloud
hanging over my head
I'm so sad
so sad
so sad
and you're
so sick...
#SelfReflection
#emotional
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Consumes
A prison of gloom,
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
I'm begging.
I'm pleading.
Give something that'll bloom.
Oh, Lord, it's empty,
I'm saturated in nothingness,
Yet, everything at once,
I'm overwhelmed by plenty.
Writhe in confusion,
Thrash in fury,
I really can't keep this up,
I need a solution.
I'm being consumed,
The void terrifies me,
An abyss to escape,
"Too far gone," like I presumed.
#dark
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3 Comments
Skin Hunger
It's so long since I felt your touch.
How do we sleep in the same bed and not even graze each other?
You pushed me away,
With self-deprecating statements.
You tell me you are sorry.
As I suffer from your exile.
Till death we said.
How did we die?
Laying in this bed.
How do we sleep in the same bed and not even graze each other?
You pushed me away,
With self-deprecating statements.
You tell me you are sorry.
As I suffer from your exile.
Till death we said.
How did we die?
Laying in this bed.
#despair
#sadness
56 reads
16 Comments
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