Submissions by 0HisBlackDahlia0 (Dahlia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Sweetest Sin
The silver blade shines.
Along with her little eyes.
As she reaches forward,
Resting her hand in mine.
Only topull back,
And in my hand lies,
Thatshred of silver,
And a part of me dies.
With out this part though,
I will loss control,
And she replaces herself.
Becoming part of my broken soul.
She guides that shred of moonlight,
And does the sweetest sin.
She presses it down,
Breaking through my fragile skin.
The pain comes in bursts,
Chasing away the god damn hurt.
And my heart skips a beat,
AsI fall to my knees....
Along with her little eyes.
As she reaches forward,
Resting her hand in mine.
Only topull back,
And in my hand lies,
Thatshred of silver,
And a part of me dies.
With out this part though,
I will loss control,
And she replaces herself.
Becoming part of my broken soul.
She guides that shred of moonlight,
And does the sweetest sin.
She presses it down,
Breaking through my fragile skin.
The pain comes in bursts,
Chasing away the god damn hurt.
And my heart skips a beat,
AsI fall to my knees....
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Fire and Ice
I want that shred of silver,
Sweet icy and cold.
To break through my skin,
And take total control.
I want the warmth of my heart,
To be tainted by,
That simple shred of silver,
And let this fire die.
Fire is my enemy.
Ice Is my ally.
Fire gives me feeling.
Ice helps me die.
So f*** my warm emotions,
F*** my fiery desire for love.
All I need is that ice shred of silver,
To make my heart go numb.
Sweet icy and cold.
To break through my skin,
And take total control.
I want the warmth of my heart,
To be tainted by,
That simple shred of silver,
And let this fire die.
Fire is my enemy.
Ice Is my ally.
Fire gives me feeling.
Ice helps me die.
So f*** my warm emotions,
F*** my fiery desire for love.
All I need is that ice shred of silver,
To make my heart go numb.
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Where Was Daddy?
Where was daddy,
When I fell?
When I graduated?
When I threaten to kill?
Who was there to tell me no?
Who was there to tell me to go?
Oh he was there,
To tell me to go,
Get away,
Move out.
When I didn’t,
he did.
“Your just like your mother”
He would always say.
My mother.
My drunken mother.
Don’t talk of her.
Stop comparing me,
To my that sick lady.
Icut,
She does drugs.
So I guess,
We are,
a little similar.
Butleave me be.
“Why did you,have to be emo?”
Why did you,
Have to raise me...
When I fell?
When I graduated?
When I threaten to kill?
Who was there to tell me no?
Who was there to tell me to go?
Oh he was there,
To tell me to go,
Get away,
Move out.
When I didn’t,
he did.
“Your just like your mother”
He would always say.
My mother.
My drunken mother.
Don’t talk of her.
Stop comparing me,
To my that sick lady.
Icut,
She does drugs.
So I guess,
We are,
a little similar.
Butleave me be.
“Why did you,have to be emo?”
Why did you,
Have to raise me...
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