Submissions by Deathwalker
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
This is a place where I share the poems I written in ink to share my darkness whithin to help me from killing my self to save my pain. Most will be dark, but all involve death or hate.
DARK POEM
Published
16th Oct 2016 3:51pm
16th Oct 2016 3:51pm
Fear of death
Don't walk at dark
Or become one of death
Don't fight the fear for you have it
We all die so we all fear it
But I welcome it
But hated for it
Or become one of death
Don't fight the fear for you have it
We all die so we all fear it
But I welcome it
But hated for it
582 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Oct 2016 1:23am
16th Oct 2016 1:23am
The true idiots
Angery at all the dumb ass bitchs
Who think there smart
When they are retarded
They say I am idiotic
When they get held back
They say I am weak
When they can't lift a book
They say I am lazy
When they can't stand up
They say I am alive
When I am dead at heart
Who think there smart
When they are retarded
They say I am idiotic
When they get held back
They say I am weak
When they can't lift a book
They say I am lazy
When they can't stand up
They say I am alive
When I am dead at heart
584 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Oct 2016 8:44pm
15th Oct 2016 8:44pm
The crow of hollows eve
The month of chills
Ruled by a crow
Watched by witches of old
On hollows eve
Ruled by a crow
Watched by witches of old
On hollows eve
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Oct 2016 4:22pm
15th Oct 2016 4:22pm
Woodlands of death
A whisper in the wind
The booming silence of the woodlands
The birds screeching
Making the land sound like that of death
The lands are dead
But untouched by man
Were every tree watches you
Were every tree wants there privacy again
The woods are cursed
Cursed with ever living in death
Cursed by man
The booming silence of the woodlands
The birds screeching
Making the land sound like that of death
The lands are dead
But untouched by man
Were every tree watches you
Were every tree wants there privacy again
The woods are cursed
Cursed with ever living in death
Cursed by man
522 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Oct 2016 11:32am
14th Oct 2016 11:32am
So I can die
Death Is a end I wish to have
To end being and feeling
And go to the calm end
Were there is death
For me there is happiness
For death is my only friend
Gliding on a path of death
But still in life
Leading a lie
So I can die
To end being and feeling
And go to the calm end
Were there is death
For me there is happiness
For death is my only friend
Gliding on a path of death
But still in life
Leading a lie
So I can die
495 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Oct 2016 11:27am
14th Oct 2016 11:27am
Control of death
Death is the way of life
So wouldn't one want to control death
To do the impossible to control all?
Only to never die
To control death with none
So wouldn't one want to control death
To do the impossible to control all?
Only to never die
To control death with none
436 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2016 10:19pm
13th Oct 2016 10:19pm
The shadow of death
The shadow of death is over me
Watching its deciple like a hawk
Making sure that I don't want life
Letting me want death
Letting me take my life
Watching its deciple like a hawk
Making sure that I don't want life
Letting me want death
Letting me take my life
457 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Oct 2016 1:53am
12th Oct 2016 1:53am
A wisperd darkness
A whisper from dark drew me near
All said that that were lies to draw me from the light
But I wanted the truth of darkness
The sad truth of life
But the truth altogether
The truth of darkness and sadness
The truth of what an apple hides
The rotten thruth that is whispered
From the rot inside.
The whispers of darkness
From within myself
From my core
All said that that were lies to draw me from the light
But I wanted the truth of darkness
The sad truth of life
But the truth altogether
The truth of darkness and sadness
The truth of what an apple hides
The rotten thruth that is whispered
From the rot inside.
The whispers of darkness
From within myself
From my core
477 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2016 10:07pm
11th Oct 2016 10:07pm
Lost in time
Lost and out of time
In the land of the free ages ago
Working boredom of my mind
Plowing the field and planting my crop
Coppin the wood for the fire
In the golden age of freedom
Only changed to my horse and rifle
In the land of the free ages ago
Working boredom of my mind
Plowing the field and planting my crop
Coppin the wood for the fire
In the golden age of freedom
Only changed to my horse and rifle
519 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th Oct 2016 00:05am
11th Oct 2016 00:05am
Lustful shine
There is little love for steel,
Even though it is useful
The only love gold
And hate the dull gleem of steel
The steel which could there gold
For they only love the shine of lustful gold
Even though it is useful
The only love gold
And hate the dull gleem of steel
The steel which could there gold
For they only love the shine of lustful gold
476 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Oct 2016 3:49pm
10th Oct 2016 3:49pm
Art is ones truth
Art is the truth of others
One may not look like there sad
But there writing is
This is me you see
I do not look sad
But I write sad
This is true for every one
Even if one does not feel that it is
One may not look like there sad
But there writing is
This is me you see
I do not look sad
But I write sad
This is true for every one
Even if one does not feel that it is
510 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Oct 2016 3:38pm
10th Oct 2016 3:38pm
Moth to the candle ( a hidden truth of light)
A moth drawn to a candle
A glorious creacher of darkness
Rejected by the ugliness of light
Forced to the darkness, the ever love darkness
By the hateful light
But why would one want the light
When light is where true evil hides
The true evil of society
A glorious creacher of darkness
Rejected by the ugliness of light
Forced to the darkness, the ever love darkness
By the hateful light
But why would one want the light
When light is where true evil hides
The true evil of society
473 reads
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