the darkest poem

I think I know what you're after, but can you clarify? What do you mean by "dark"? Do you mean visceral, violent poetry? Or a poem dealing with intense depression/alienation? Or something else?

If I were to die today
If these innards would just rip
Tear me open
Organs slipping from my grip
What would I say?
Falling to the floor
Towards the never more
Would I recount my love for you
In phrases or in verse
Or would I merely froth
Gurgling burbles of blood
Slip into the universe

Slash and burn

Hands flaying the air
gasping for breath
screams unuttered
eyes bulging in despair
laugher, gleeful
Loud, cruel
bodies flashing
in mirrors
knifes slashing
anguish
pain
Engorged tools
rip the cleft
made for birthing
made for pleasure
they rip without mercy
plunging and thrusting
coupled uncoupled
a parade of erections
succumbed
fell
patrol
match
The fire burn
merrily
silence at last
At last.

shadow kiss

death frees the fear of dying its true
no need to tear
it comes to everyone at a time
don't worry my dear

by shedding our tears
it blinds my sight
and yours too
confusion separates us from light

im reaching out for you
feeling the pain you left me with
we drown in a kiss so poisonous  
its death we want to give

i'll reach out for your shadow
when your not here
im not happy to be without you
i'll hold on dear

when i look into your eyes
my fears seem to go on by
kiss my fears goodbye
dear shadow....

The blade kisses my wrists
I bring it down again
I cut so much of my arm
There will forever be scars

I let the blood flow out
Like water from a spout
My own little fountains
I am almost drained

With my disease
it flows quicker than honey
It flows like water on steroids
I slip into the void

I turn pale enough to scare a ghost
And still the blood flows
It is almost done
I am almost gone

@>;--

I’ve slit my wrist
I’ve tied the noose
I’ve seen the other side
I’ve been there
Its dark, cold and
Reeks of death
It smells so sweet it
Makes you sick
The voices tell me many things
Most are evil
Talks of death
They say ill kill my own
Family
Then sit there and laugh
Then kill myself cause
Of the misery I’ve
Put myself though
I’ve been there
And back

Anamnesis

Sleep sweet longing,
I shall tuck you
pleasantly, in
your deathbed.  

The Corpse
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Fear permanetly took his life
of the demons that live within
poison has made him dead beneath a tree
creeping and crawling legs etch across his withered chest

A infestation of deformity of eggs that push
its way up though the bones
covering this man in seething puss
on the corpse already dead
lusting for the taste of sorrow
'ebony and beady eyes looking through the dead flesh
muscles split as they hiss
moving about the bones that snap with each leg that moves

The corpse lays permanetly disfirgured
and now the legion continue to cross the dead mans grave.

The Hall Of The Damned         (SP Summerscales)

The scream of sheer death
it deflates your lungs
and rips out your breath  
it tears apart
the ventricles of your heart
like the demonic sounds
of a fallen angels harp
the evil flame forming faces
howl and burn mental ash traces
that lick your brain with hot pain
which lights up the dark
to show the insane
in their stark underworld  
of plughole down drain .

A soul stealing trident
Satan spiked and hell sent
tri pronged and wrapped  
in a serpent
stands arrow capped  
in an evil dominant
inside are trapped spirits of unrepent
and infinite , expirement
they ache for your
desperate , detriment
and life retirement

So how can you be here
if your not dead yet
a demon leans near and says
this is what you might get
only fear if you gamble
and lose the bet
your soul so dear
shall be speared in an eternal net

The hall of the damned
full of gone murderers that hanged  
now they're hell framed
their pictured in pain
forever tortured  
dead and inane
they cry out contorted,  
faintly my name
as I leave Satans
emporium of reign
I know after this
that I'll play the right game
and never shall I diss
the lords name ever again ,
nor dare never shall I speak it
in vain .
 

Violence Fetish


Violence? Blood? Flesh? Bone?
Oh fuck yes!

Time to cut the flesh into pieces
After ripping out the heart for a tasty snack
The scent of blood always gets me going
How I love being a sadist
They never say no and they taste oh so good after!

Ripping the intestines and fucking it’s holes
It’s a little messy but I’m a dirty boy
Eat the brain gain its knowledge
I can’t say I don’t have zombie qualities

Rotting flesh always the funnest
The perfect texture and the rankest stench
Gets me harder than the bone I gnaw upon
As I seed the corpse white as snow

Oh and the children are divine
They are oh so delicate and juicy
And easy to obtain as well
Why people don’t do it more I haven’t a clue
But it’s one of the best feelings ever
To fuck their heart and eat their lungs

Hide behind the bushes find a sweet target
That one looks juicy let’s get em
Pull out the sharpened bone
From the last one
And slit their throat
And drink drink drink the blood that flows out
And drag them away and fuck my new toy

Flesh bone and blood
Oh the sweetness of it all
How do people think I’m sick?
I’m just havin some fun
Ever heard of the pursuit of happiness?
Who gives a fuck if a few die?
If you want leftovers I got some in my closet

Rape the corpses day in day out
Although it’s funner when they’re still alive
But that can be annoying as fuck
Cause they scream over my Cannibal Corpse playing
Then I get off beat of fucking them to the drums
Which is just how I like it

Can’t keep from eating
Them either
When broiled right they’re so divine
That grisly salty taste is better than any seasoning
That you could add to any lamb, cow, pig, or goat

Call me a freak a fuck up a sinner
I don’t give a fuck I
Have more fun than you do
And get much more action as well
Necrophilia is the way to go
And who cares about gender?
Picky motherfuckers

Crazy for flesh psycho for blood
Kill em kill em kill em
Need the feel for their body
Whilst it corrodes the longer the better

Oh God I fucking love this
Their blood everywhere
Their bones like a dildo
Their heart a vagina
And their brains a fucking meal!

I wrote one called Mind Fuck I dont think I can do better then that

Mind Pain

I slash the knife across my wrist,
little drops of red tears.
If only I'd go down the road,
instead of across the street.
Then it'd end so quickly,
my tormented mind,
my weak little soul,
and my fragile self.
I draw the knife across my hand,
wrestling with life,
tempting my fate.
I draw the knife across my wrist.
Another tear to add.
Another pain drained away.
And still,
even more,
oh I want so much more.
To end it all,
a suicide.
Damn myself to hell.
Damn myself to eternity,
of pain and ripping,
where my soul is wretched,
and the wounds don't heal,
and the scars never fade.
Damn.
I draw the knife across my wrist.
Coward,
coward,
coward.
Draw the knife,
across my wrist,
and tears they do fall.
Red and silent,
staining me.

If only in my Mind.
Cause no such scratch exists.

(extream Content)
Mind Fuck
Eyes glistening,
like a exploding star.
Your name echoes,
near and far.
 
"Ouch"
You smirk.
I shudder as,
your mind goes to work.
 
"Let us bring up,
the pretty pictures.
You try to forget.
Please, do not regret
 
His hands on you,
the pain you felt.
Every bruise.
They all help."

Me-
Not you.
You squrim,
and try to move.

I squeese my eyes shut,
I cant let you win.
Cant let them erupt,
with tears and fear.
 
Damn I slipped,
and let one drip.
The moisture slids down,
and you make a sound.
 
Your tears,
your christalised fear.
Make me hard.
This is why I try.
 
I push you down,
apon the floor.
Your body trembels,
and mine roars.
 
A wimper excapes,
as I hit the ground.
Pleading for you to stop,
with my pathetic sound.
 
"Not again"
I adiubly plead.
You smirk,you feel hard.
As you grind against me.
 
Your seething fear,
pain,
and distress.
Its making me a mental mess.
 
My body craves,
I cannot repress.
with each tear,
wimper, and plea.
 
I want you.
To see you,
battered and bruised.
To feel myself inside of you.
 
"Stop!" I scream,,
as you tare my clothes from me.
A swift fist hits,
injecting memories.
 
You do not stop,
my body leaks.
Blood and tears,
mixing with my pool of fear.
 
I thrust into your opening.
Pushing fast,
no self controll.
Because I know this wont last.
 
Tareing hard.
Pushing deep.
I cum into you,
as you scream.
 
Clawing at you,
trying to get you out.
My mind filling,
with too many memories...

"I thought you loved me"
"I hate you...."
"Say you want me"
 
I give up.
I scream.
Too much.
I go limp
 
I black out,
it dosent make a diffrance.
 
Pulling out.
Looking down.
Her body retreats,
curling at my feet
 
Could call it pathetic,
but she has strength.
She only gives up,
when it comes to me.
 
Tho it must be hard,
to beat your worst enemy.
When you and him are one,
and refur to each other as me.
(I think this is the best i can do)