Poetry competition CLOSED 1st October 2011 6:00am
WINNER
beautiful_accident
beautiful_accident
RUNNERS-UP:
Abracadabra
and Kameron
Best Emo Poems
Right now I can think
of twenty three uses for a knife.
Not one would touch my own skin.
I have found my darkened corner
and I am sat in it
staring at a creature
that creates sadness
as a direct representation of image.
It puts a smile on my lonely face.
I am sick to fucking death
of existing amongst the opinions
of children as much as I am
myself.
But this is it, isn't it?
Why cut yourself
when you can blow your
brains out
on to the white walls
of a rented apartment?
of twenty three uses for a knife.
Not one would touch my own skin.
I have found my darkened corner
and I am sat in it
staring at a creature
that creates sadness
as a direct representation of image.
It puts a smile on my lonely face.
I am sick to fucking death
of existing amongst the opinions
of children as much as I am
myself.
But this is it, isn't it?
Why cut yourself
when you can blow your
brains out
on to the white walls
of a rented apartment?
One more wont hurt.
one little cut-thats it
staring as the blood drips to the floor
tempted to carve deeper into my flesh and scream with pleasure
wanting this pain to go away,wanting it to never leave
pain is my friend
it reminds me that i am still alive
dont look at me like that
the blood will dry
unless I slice deeper.
which I do,cutting until I feel the bone that hides under my flesh
are you scared of me? mad perhaps?
I cannot stop for you see
this pain will never go away
your presence sliced deeper then the blade
because I knew you'd leave me
and as you walk away I watch
and wonder why I ever loved you
the emptiness in my chest is too much to bear
why wait to see if you will come back?
when the razor is right here.
one little cut-thats it
staring as the blood drips to the floor
tempted to carve deeper into my flesh and scream with pleasure
wanting this pain to go away,wanting it to never leave
pain is my friend
it reminds me that i am still alive
dont look at me like that
the blood will dry
unless I slice deeper.
which I do,cutting until I feel the bone that hides under my flesh
are you scared of me? mad perhaps?
I cannot stop for you see
this pain will never go away
your presence sliced deeper then the blade
because I knew you'd leave me
and as you walk away I watch
and wonder why I ever loved you
the emptiness in my chest is too much to bear
why wait to see if you will come back?
when the razor is right here.
ex
my kitchen knife still fits perfectly
in the scar under my left breast.
I've never quite had the guts
to cut you out of my heart.
Everyone thinks it's my strength;
I moved on after you because I'm strong-
the truth is it was fear.
I was afraid to do anything else,
afraid to fall apart
to stop moving, to think..
because when I think
about losing you
scars track my body
from trying to rip my veins
through my skin
because "we" were for so long
I feel you in my blood.
my kitchen knife still fits perfectly
in the scar under my left breast.
I've never quite had the guts
to cut you out of my heart.
Everyone thinks it's my strength;
I moved on after you because I'm strong-
the truth is it was fear.
I was afraid to do anything else,
afraid to fall apart
to stop moving, to think..
because when I think
about losing you
scars track my body
from trying to rip my veins
through my skin
because "we" were for so long
I feel you in my blood.
Ashes
I feel like cutting
my problems out of my arm
And let my blood bleed out
with no fear of scars
I just want to
lay down and bleed
And let my blood flow out
til my corpse is empty
My blood will be my tears
because I can't cry
My life is a void
no emotion left inside
For my emotion fled
as my heart burnt to ash
Because of what you said
I know you'll never take me back
I lay broken
ready to turn into earth
Because I am not a phoenix
my ashes are not my rebirth
But awakened from my prison
Hearing a siren's cry
Through a white light you were here
and said to me " This isn't goodbye"
I feel like cutting
my problems out of my arm
And let my blood bleed out
with no fear of scars
I just want to
lay down and bleed
And let my blood flow out
til my corpse is empty
My blood will be my tears
because I can't cry
My life is a void
no emotion left inside
For my emotion fled
as my heart burnt to ash
Because of what you said
I know you'll never take me back
I lay broken
ready to turn into earth
Because I am not a phoenix
my ashes are not my rebirth
But awakened from my prison
Hearing a siren's cry
Through a white light you were here
and said to me " This isn't goodbye"
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/14836/ that's to my poems my stupid phone do anything I tell it to
Darken Up
Leave those curtains alone!
I'm too sad
to eat
Summer's stench
of wall to wall blue
disgusts me
Filthy rays
raking nails
over my God spot
punishment worse than
taunt in public
by chavvy gang
Your sun's a criminal
his cloudless skies
thirst to taint
my palest flesh
so I'll sup more blood
and mourn how nothing's
ever dark enough
to rival the succulence of night
or rhyme with the chill of razor
I must read more Poe--
try shrink more T-shirts
then darken up
close the lid of my world
and wallow upon my bed
until once again
the comforts of midwinter
coax gloomy cherries
to tease my tongue
sad flames that languish
where secrets holds no shame
Leave those curtains alone!
I'm too sad
to eat
Summer's stench
of wall to wall blue
disgusts me
Filthy rays
raking nails
over my God spot
punishment worse than
taunt in public
by chavvy gang
Your sun's a criminal
his cloudless skies
thirst to taint
my palest flesh
so I'll sup more blood
and mourn how nothing's
ever dark enough
to rival the succulence of night
or rhyme with the chill of razor
I must read more Poe--
try shrink more T-shirts
then darken up
close the lid of my world
and wallow upon my bed
until once again
the comforts of midwinter
coax gloomy cherries
to tease my tongue
sad flames that languish
where secrets holds no shame
http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/27807/
I would retype it but kinda long.
I would retype it but kinda long.
Darkened Tomb of Silence
In a darkened tomb
Cloaked by a shade of blackened fear
And contempt from within us all
We see nothing but the hate and pain
The world has become ice
Freezing us into a cold depression
That we can never seem to escape
The blood in our veins keeps flowing
Whether we sever our veins or not
Sadness and depression seems to be
The only thing that controls us now
Minions of our own self-destruction
And we all hope for the hand of death
To reach out to us soon
The fires of joy and hope have been extinguished
And we can't find the materials
To make it burn once more
It is dead forever it seems
The blood has run cold as frost
We may never escape our fate
Death will come to us all
One day or another
For some of us it will come sooner
As we take our own lives
Life will get better some say
But they have never felt like this
Lost to the very notion of joy
For it no longer exists anymore
But for now here we all lay
In our darkened tomb of silence
In a darkened tomb
Cloaked by a shade of blackened fear
And contempt from within us all
We see nothing but the hate and pain
The world has become ice
Freezing us into a cold depression
That we can never seem to escape
The blood in our veins keeps flowing
Whether we sever our veins or not
Sadness and depression seems to be
The only thing that controls us now
Minions of our own self-destruction
And we all hope for the hand of death
To reach out to us soon
The fires of joy and hope have been extinguished
And we can't find the materials
To make it burn once more
It is dead forever it seems
The blood has run cold as frost
We may never escape our fate
Death will come to us all
One day or another
For some of us it will come sooner
As we take our own lives
Life will get better some say
But they have never felt like this
Lost to the very notion of joy
For it no longer exists anymore
But for now here we all lay
In our darkened tomb of silence
There you go! this ones a bit harder to read xD http://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/20549/
Unrequited
My tears are carrion
shredded and seeping
into parched earth
to water the palest lilies
while this cluster of memories
rushes forth to taunt
For years I pushed you away
damming an ocean's regret
stripped of pride through lifetimes
sailing nowhere,
a sickly fool now caught
in wonderings tangled by traps of ego
And was it for comfort
you bled
when silences mocked your footsteps
knowing I'd never look back
on even a path so lonely--
where without forgiveness
it all ends here
My tears are carrion
shredded and seeping
into parched earth
to water the palest lilies
while this cluster of memories
rushes forth to taunt
For years I pushed you away
damming an ocean's regret
stripped of pride through lifetimes
sailing nowhere,
a sickly fool now caught
in wonderings tangled by traps of ego
And was it for comfort
you bled
when silences mocked your footsteps
knowing I'd never look back
on even a path so lonely--
where without forgiveness
it all ends here
I opens my eyes for the last time, and i quickly grab for the razor blade.
I force the sharp blade against my wrist.
I start slitting my veins, deeper and deeper into my flesh.
The dark blood pours out more and more onto the floor all over.
Feeling weaker and weaker, becoming more and more unconscious by the second,
the blade drops from my hand onto the cold floor, my final resting place.
My cold body now collapses to the floor and I slowly begin to feel the pain fade away along with my soul, finally falling into an endless sleep.
I lay there dead, yet free of pain.
It is now quiet, no screams, no tears, no suffering, just utter silence.
I force the sharp blade against my wrist.
I start slitting my veins, deeper and deeper into my flesh.
The dark blood pours out more and more onto the floor all over.
Feeling weaker and weaker, becoming more and more unconscious by the second,
the blade drops from my hand onto the cold floor, my final resting place.
My cold body now collapses to the floor and I slowly begin to feel the pain fade away along with my soul, finally falling into an endless sleep.
I lay there dead, yet free of pain.
It is now quiet, no screams, no tears, no suffering, just utter silence.
