Submissions by BlackedSoul (Daniella Dravinski)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Let the hatred and darkness in my words surround you...
DARK POEM
Published
8th Feb 2014 4:55am
8th Feb 2014 4:55am
You're My Bitch, I'm You're Master
I'm so sick of you. You think you can
fuck me around for days. Weeks. I'm
so done with your bullshit. You treating
me like some dumb slut you can fuck
around. You think you can sweet talk
me into anything? Still use me whenever
you feel like it? No. You can't. I'm done,
baby. Done with you, your attitude, all
your disgusting friends. I've packed my
bags, honey. I'm leaving you. For real
this time and there ain't nothing you
can do. And from now on, you're my
slave, my bitch. Your ass is mine to
own and I will squeeze everything you...
fuck me around for days. Weeks. I'm
so done with your bullshit. You treating
me like some dumb slut you can fuck
around. You think you can sweet talk
me into anything? Still use me whenever
you feel like it? No. You can't. I'm done,
baby. Done with you, your attitude, all
your disgusting friends. I've packed my
bags, honey. I'm leaving you. For real
this time and there ain't nothing you
can do. And from now on, you're my
slave, my bitch. Your ass is mine to
own and I will squeeze everything you...
750 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 1:35pm
6th Feb 2014 1:35pm
The Human Sex Marionette
Like a puppet on a string, yes master, no
master. I like your thick cock in my ass,
master. You watch and laugh at me along
with your treacherous friends. They laugh
and cheer you on while I try to smile and
look like I'm enjoying myself. Oh your friend
wants a go? Go ahead. A cock in my ass and
my cunt? Sure. Another dick in my pussy?
Well I'm tearing because I'm dry as a desert
but hell, what's my pain to you? Is it a turn
on? Or do you just ignore it? I'm sure you
get off on it. Slowly, clawing my tits even
when I say no. Still...
master. I like your thick cock in my ass,
master. You watch and laugh at me along
with your treacherous friends. They laugh
and cheer you on while I try to smile and
look like I'm enjoying myself. Oh your friend
wants a go? Go ahead. A cock in my ass and
my cunt? Sure. Another dick in my pussy?
Well I'm tearing because I'm dry as a desert
but hell, what's my pain to you? Is it a turn
on? Or do you just ignore it? I'm sure you
get off on it. Slowly, clawing my tits even
when I say no. Still...
933 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2014 7:51pm
3rd Feb 2014 7:51pm
Is This Blood Yours Or Mine?
I found this on my computer and I don't even know what this is because I don't remember writing it*
You bastard.
You bitch.
Kneel before me,
and cower in fear.
I'm so pissed at cheaters,
Now watch how I blow,
that cunt to bits.
You think you could get away,
making me the fool.
Look at me,
I said look at me!!
as I slice her with my tool.
With surgical blade,
an intricate cut,
from navel to pussy.
Watch as I play with her bloody
guts.
You liked fucking my man,
now watch me fuck him,...
You bastard.
You bitch.
Kneel before me,
and cower in fear.
I'm so pissed at cheaters,
Now watch how I blow,
that cunt to bits.
You think you could get away,
making me the fool.
Look at me,
I said look at me!!
as I slice her with my tool.
With surgical blade,
an intricate cut,
from navel to pussy.
Watch as I play with her bloody
guts.
You liked fucking my man,
now watch me fuck him,...
835 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2014 11:49am
3rd Feb 2014 11:49am
Untitled
This is a passage in a book I want to publish one day. The main character, Lacey, is at her boyfriend's house having a horror marathon where she falls asleep and her dreams reveals something very interesting*
The background morphs into a forest,
I'm now wearing a beautiful white filmy
dress. I laugh, Jaxon is chasing me. I try
to hide behind a tree, but he catches me
by the waist and kisses me. When I look
back at him, horror turns my blood cold.
His face is now quite grotesque. Frail and
ghostlike, a chunk missing from his cheek,
a halo of maggots...
The background morphs into a forest,
I'm now wearing a beautiful white filmy
dress. I laugh, Jaxon is chasing me. I try
to hide behind a tree, but he catches me
by the waist and kisses me. When I look
back at him, horror turns my blood cold.
His face is now quite grotesque. Frail and
ghostlike, a chunk missing from his cheek,
a halo of maggots...
606 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Jan 2014 9:53am
27th Jan 2014 9:53am
It's A Dark Day
Why hello, my old steely friend.
It's been a while. So cool to the
touch, so sharp to the flesh. It's
nice to see you again, I've been
waiting.
Oh yes, abuse me some more,
you know I love it. Leave your
crimson kisses all over my body
like blood red lipstick. I want to
feel your cold, powerful bite again.
Your touch is brutal, beautiful.
Your bites and kisses send
ecstasy shots through my weak
veins. I let you kill me from within
for I am your faithful slave.
It's been a while. So cool to the
touch, so sharp to the flesh. It's
nice to see you again, I've been
waiting.
Oh yes, abuse me some more,
you know I love it. Leave your
crimson kisses all over my body
like blood red lipstick. I want to
feel your cold, powerful bite again.
Your touch is brutal, beautiful.
Your bites and kisses send
ecstasy shots through my weak
veins. I let you kill me from within
for I am your faithful slave.
742 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
25th Jan 2014 1:54pm
25th Jan 2014 1:54pm
Ladies And Germs, I Give You, The Black Dahlia Doll
You've left my soul in mere shreds, as
if Freddy Krueger went on a rampage,
tearing muslin PJs and innocent flesh.
Like the Black Dahlia, I've been left
ripped open and thrown to the wolves.
Left to rot in a sweet-trash gutter. Like
always. Deja vu, as they say. Again and
again, you use me and abuse me yet,
some how, I enjoy it. Cuts like a sugar
sweet knife when you leave. But that
pain, oh that pain. When I think you
love me but there is no love for you.
You hurt me again and again because
you claim you love me. Well honey, it's
a...
if Freddy Krueger went on a rampage,
tearing muslin PJs and innocent flesh.
Like the Black Dahlia, I've been left
ripped open and thrown to the wolves.
Left to rot in a sweet-trash gutter. Like
always. Deja vu, as they say. Again and
again, you use me and abuse me yet,
some how, I enjoy it. Cuts like a sugar
sweet knife when you leave. But that
pain, oh that pain. When I think you
love me but there is no love for you.
You hurt me again and again because
you claim you love me. Well honey, it's
a...
932 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Jan 2014 9:30am
21st Jan 2014 9:30am
Intoxicating
Sorry if there are any misspellings. I'm a bit wasted right now*
If there was a spirit that could weaken me,
it would be yours. Your kisses are a high I never
want to come down from. Fine absinthe.
Your skin is Kaluha. Perfect taste, perfect
smell. And your hair is a gossamer shield of
vodka that's blinding in the sunlight and
gets me drunk from it's scent. The sweet taste
of your lips. A pure, German peach schnapps.
I wanna kiss you in the full moon, make love
to you by candlelight. Perfect little moments,
perfect little shots....
If there was a spirit that could weaken me,
it would be yours. Your kisses are a high I never
want to come down from. Fine absinthe.
Your skin is Kaluha. Perfect taste, perfect
smell. And your hair is a gossamer shield of
vodka that's blinding in the sunlight and
gets me drunk from it's scent. The sweet taste
of your lips. A pure, German peach schnapps.
I wanna kiss you in the full moon, make love
to you by candlelight. Perfect little moments,
perfect little shots....
878 reads
10 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
19th Jan 2014 9:51am
19th Jan 2014 9:51am
You Hurt Me, You Die
How could you do this to me?
It rakes icy spikes of malice
through my veins. The very
thought. The audacity. The
absolute nerve.
You bastard. I'll make you pay
with your life. And may I ask,
where did you summon the
stones for such a thing? I want
to inject my anger deep into your
heart and drive you insane with
rage. And fear of what I'll do
to you. Riddle you with fears.
You spread burning rumours,
have you nothing better to do?
I could show you how it feels, but
I'm above that and have better
things to do...
It rakes icy spikes of malice
through my veins. The very
thought. The audacity. The
absolute nerve.
You bastard. I'll make you pay
with your life. And may I ask,
where did you summon the
stones for such a thing? I want
to inject my anger deep into your
heart and drive you insane with
rage. And fear of what I'll do
to you. Riddle you with fears.
You spread burning rumours,
have you nothing better to do?
I could show you how it feels, but
I'm above that and have better
things to do...
676 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jan 2014 11:47am
17th Jan 2014 11:47am
Used, Abused and Thoroughly Enjoyed
I'm the sort of girl who could never say no to sex.
I never said yes, I never said no. Just a
little persuading and I was on my back,
legs spread, screaming my little heart out.
Men thought this was encouragement and
kept going. And the tears? Tears of joy.
I never cried or screamed in pain. I
screamed because of my own stupidity.
Because I knew these men would never
call me. No matter how many times.
I'll call you!. Words from lying lips.
No you won't, sweetie. Please don't lie
to this filthy whore. I know what you
mean....
I never said yes, I never said no. Just a
little persuading and I was on my back,
legs spread, screaming my little heart out.
Men thought this was encouragement and
kept going. And the tears? Tears of joy.
I never cried or screamed in pain. I
screamed because of my own stupidity.
Because I knew these men would never
call me. No matter how many times.
I'll call you!. Words from lying lips.
No you won't, sweetie. Please don't lie
to this filthy whore. I know what you
mean....
715 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Jan 2014 12:31pm
14th Jan 2014 12:31pm
Eat Me, Drink Me (Remastered, revised, resanitised)
Your kisses fill me with such pleasure
that I'm instantly breathless and your
body? Knocks me off my feet. Do what
you will, I'll never tell, say what you will,
I'll never feel. Feel what you will for I will
not care. Oh the sweet things you do.
Fucking me over. Slowly, intimately, in
every way you know how. Manipulating
my mind. Relishing the pain you cause me.
Dipping into my soul, slipping into my
life with such purpose and meaning, it's
almost like you want me alive and loving
but dearest, you'll never have me.
Rip my...
that I'm instantly breathless and your
body? Knocks me off my feet. Do what
you will, I'll never tell, say what you will,
I'll never feel. Feel what you will for I will
not care. Oh the sweet things you do.
Fucking me over. Slowly, intimately, in
every way you know how. Manipulating
my mind. Relishing the pain you cause me.
Dipping into my soul, slipping into my
life with such purpose and meaning, it's
almost like you want me alive and loving
but dearest, you'll never have me.
Rip my...
545 reads
2 Comments
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