Submissions by HirokiAkiyama
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poetry is my remedy to everything. Dark poems. Why am I human? Take me/get me to my dark side and I will never change back. Until...
I fear
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Bugs.
Harmless and graceful.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They land on bushes.
They land on trees.
They land on me.
As they do that, they freak me out.
As they do that, a new nightmare begins.
As they do that, a new awakening arises.
I feel as they suck the blood out of me.
I feel as they suck the life out of me.
I feel as they....
It's too late now, protect yourself while you can.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They fly.
They land on bushes.
They land on trees.
They land on me.
As they do that, they freak me out.
As they do that, a new nightmare begins.
As they do that, a new awakening arises.
I feel as they suck the blood out of me.
I feel as they suck the life out of me.
I feel as they....
It's too late now, protect yourself while you can.
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Dark Angel
I am here to bring hate
I am here to give misfortune
[i][b] I am here to bring [i][b]doom
I am here to bring death
Keep your prayers to some other angel
Quiet and shy at first
Dark and demonic next
I am here to give misfortune
[i][b] I am here to bring [i][b]doom
I am here to bring death
Keep your prayers to some other angel
Quiet and shy at first
Dark and demonic next
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Living Beings Walking Souls
As the darkness grows.
Our people rise.
From the hidden shadows of nowhere.
Nothingness, Blank, we weren't there.
Just shadows of our dead souls and their pain.
But now we shall rise.
From spirits to shadows to human beings.
Living Beings, Walking Souls.
That is what we'll become as soon as you care for us.
You may call us demons,
Vampires and such,
Beasts or brutes
Call us whatever as we don't care as you didn't care for us.
It's your turn to feel what we felt.
Ignorance and hatred.
Our people rise.
From the hidden shadows of nowhere.
Nothingness, Blank, we weren't there.
Just shadows of our dead souls and their pain.
But now we shall rise.
From spirits to shadows to human beings.
Living Beings, Walking Souls.
That is what we'll become as soon as you care for us.
You may call us demons,
Vampires and such,
Beasts or brutes
Call us whatever as we don't care as you didn't care for us.
It's your turn to feel what we felt.
Ignorance and hatred.
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