Submissions by Nvmb
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A person being stalked, lured, overtaken, and controlled by a dark/ancient entity/force that at first feels like relief/release/escape/salvation/hope, but quickly deteriorates into dependency and self-destruction/self-sacrifice
DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2025 7:21am
11th Feb 2025 7:21am
Into the Dark
There’s something in the way the air shifts,
like it’s waiting for me to break.
I don’t know if I’m falling,
or if I’ve already disappeared.
Your voice haunts the edges of my mind,
soft, but it pulls harder than I can fight.
I try to reach, but there’s nothing there,
just shadows where your touch used to be.
I’m slipping—
slipping into the void.
I’m crumbling—
under the weight of something you left behind.
Will you follow, or let me drift away?
I’m descending—
descending deeper, far from where I was.
...
like it’s waiting for me to break.
I don’t know if I’m falling,
or if I’ve already disappeared.
Your voice haunts the edges of my mind,
soft, but it pulls harder than I can fight.
I try to reach, but there’s nothing there,
just shadows where your touch used to be.
I’m slipping—
slipping into the void.
I’m crumbling—
under the weight of something you left behind.
Will you follow, or let me drift away?
I’m descending—
descending deeper, far from where I was.
...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2025 7:19am
11th Feb 2025 7:19am
Beneath the Surface
I feel it creeping,
something pulling at my skin,
like gravity that doesn’t let go,
but it’s soft, like water,
slow, sinking into my chest.
I’m not sure where the ground went—
maybe it was never there.
You’re still somewhere beneath the surface,
and I’m trying not to drown in the quiet.
I’m falling—
falling without a sound.
I’m breaking—
but I don’t know if I’ve hit the ground.
Is this what you wanted,
or was I already lost?
I’m descending—
slipping beneath everything I was.
I’m a ghost in...
something pulling at my skin,
like gravity that doesn’t let go,
but it’s soft, like water,
slow, sinking into my chest.
I’m not sure where the ground went—
maybe it was never there.
You’re still somewhere beneath the surface,
and I’m trying not to drown in the quiet.
I’m falling—
falling without a sound.
I’m breaking—
but I don’t know if I’ve hit the ground.
Is this what you wanted,
or was I already lost?
I’m descending—
slipping beneath everything I was.
I’m a ghost in...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2025 9:38am
9th Feb 2025 9:38am
Hollow Hands
I have seen you in the quiet—
where the world breathes slow,
where the light pools soft against the edges
of something I can’t hold.
You are there,
in the spaces between heartbeats,
in the hush before the storm.
And still,
I reach for you with hollow hands.
I have drowned in softer waters,
let the tide pull me where your voice lingers,
let the weight of your absence
settle in my chest like an old hymn.
I have called you back
in the language of the lost,
in the silence that follows
when a...
where the world breathes slow,
where the light pools soft against the edges
of something I can’t hold.
You are there,
in the spaces between heartbeats,
in the hush before the storm.
And still,
I reach for you with hollow hands.
I have drowned in softer waters,
let the tide pull me where your voice lingers,
let the weight of your absence
settle in my chest like an old hymn.
I have called you back
in the language of the lost,
in the silence that follows
when a...
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
9th Feb 2025 9:37am
Broken Vessels
I feel you crawling through my veins,
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
not like fire,
not like ice,
but something quieter—
a weightless drowning.
Your name, still sharp on my tongue,
a rusted key in a door long closed.
Every breath I take,
a hymn in your absence,
a prayer unanswered.
And I swore I’d let you go,
but the echo of your voice
does not forgive,
does not forget.
So take what’s left,
wear my ruin like a crown.
Trace the map of me with your hands,
see where the fault lines tremble.
I was never meant to stand...
#denial
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
#shame
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Feb 2025 1:13am
9th Feb 2025 1:13am
Ritual Memory
I wake in a place that does not know my name,
where the air is thick with lost prayers,
and the sky hums with voices I cannot place.
Somewhere, a flame flickers—
a beacon, or a warning.
I step forward, bare feet on cold stone,
but the earth does not answer.
Was I always meant to be a ghost?
A relic in a temple no one worships?
They dressed me in gold once,
offered their hands, their hymns—
but now, only silence kneels before me.
I press my palm to the altar,
its surface smooth, untouched by time.
A name...
where the air is thick with lost prayers,
and the sky hums with voices I cannot place.
Somewhere, a flame flickers—
a beacon, or a warning.
I step forward, bare feet on cold stone,
but the earth does not answer.
Was I always meant to be a ghost?
A relic in a temple no one worships?
They dressed me in gold once,
offered their hands, their hymns—
but now, only silence kneels before me.
I press my palm to the altar,
its surface smooth, untouched by time.
A name...
#FeelingLost
#grief
#sadness
#suffering
#suicide
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Feb 2025 1:12am
9th Feb 2025 1:12am
Husk
You left me in the shallows,
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
half-drowned, lungs full of silt.
I am the remnants of something holy,
a cathedral stripped to bone.
Your voice was once a lifeline,
a tether between earth and sky—
now it lingers like distant thunder,
too far to bring the rain.
I call out, but only silence answers.
The ocean does not return what it takes.
And yet, I stand at the edge,
waiting for the tide to recognize my name.
#despair
#emptiness
#FeelingLost
#identity
#memories
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
7th Feb 2025 4:39pm
Nameless
They placed their hands upon my skin,
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
cold as stone, soft as smoke.
A name lingered on their tongues,
but it was not my own.
I do not know how I came to this place,
only that the sky is split with gold,
and the air hums with something older than time.
A procession moves in shadows,
faces blurred, voices low.
They dress me in silk and silence,
a crown of hands upon my head.
A chalice raised, the liquid thick as dusk.
I drink, and the world unravels—
memories not my own bloom behind my eyes,
a thousand lives...
#addiction
#apathy
#depression
#insomnia
#nightmares
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
7th Feb 2025 4:38pm
Let Me In...
I see you there,
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
A fortress carved of shadow and silence,
Every stone a scar,
Every wall a memory of someone who taught you
That love was a weapon
And trust was a wound waiting to happen.
But I am not them.
I am not the echoes that haunt your halls,
Not the ghosts that call your name with empty promises.
I am here, flesh and blood,
And I will stand in the storm of your defenses
Until you let me through.
Let me in.
Not to take from you,
Not to demand your strength,
Not to claim your broken pieces as my own. ...
#bittersweet
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
#sadness
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
7th Feb 2025 5:23am
Vestige
I trace the place where you used to rest,
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
fingertips ghosting over absence,
over the quiet unraveling of us.
The walls still hum with your breath,
low and distant, like a song I can’t forget.
I close my eyes,
but the melody lingers.
You were the storm I stood in willingly,
arms outstretched, waiting to drown.
And now, only echoes remain—
a silhouette in the doorway,
a whisper in the dust.
I tell myself I am free of you,
but even in my solitude,
I still speak your name.
#abuse
#addiction
#nightmares
#sadness
#SelfHarm
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
7th Feb 2025 5:22am
Sanctuary
You move like a hymn I have forgotten,
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
half-remembered prayers slipping through my teeth.
There is silence where your name used to be,
a hollow space where devotion once bloomed.
I kneel in the ruin of what we were,
palms open, waiting for rain—
but the sky does not answer,
and neither do you.
Was I a temple you abandoned,
or a ghost you let haunt the walls?
Somewhere, your voice is still echoing,
soft as a tide that never comes back.
I swore I’d leave, I swore I’d burn it all down,
but your shadow is stitched...
#abuse
#dark
#emptiness
#hurt
#loneliness
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
6th Feb 2025 3:14am
Nullity knows my Name.....
I am weightless,
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
adrift in a silence so deep
it no longer feels like silence at all.
It is a hum, a whisper, a presence—
something ancient, something endless,
something that knows me too well.
I think it has always been here,
waiting beneath my skin,
behind my eyes,
in the spaces where feeling
used to live.
I do not hurt.
I do not ache.
I am nothing.
And the nothingness knows it.
It watches,
folding itself around me,
pulling me deeper,
closer,
until I cannot tell
where I...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#shame
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Feb 2025 10:58pm
5th Feb 2025 10:58pm
The words to save me
I have never belonged.
Not to a place,
not to a moment,
not to anyone’s arms for long enough
to believe I was ever meant to be held.
I have stood in rooms full of people
and felt like a ghost,
like a name no one would remember,
like a shadow cast too faint
to ever matter.
I have loved before,
or at least, I thought I did.
I have given every piece of myself
to hands that only knew
how to let go.
I have been kissed by lips
that whispered promises
like smoke in the dark,
disappearing the moment...
Not to a place,
not to a moment,
not to anyone’s arms for long enough
to believe I was ever meant to be held.
I have stood in rooms full of people
and felt like a ghost,
like a name no one would remember,
like a shadow cast too faint
to ever matter.
I have loved before,
or at least, I thought I did.
I have given every piece of myself
to hands that only knew
how to let go.
I have been kissed by lips
that whispered promises
like smoke in the dark,
disappearing the moment...
#bittersweet
#hope
#loneliness #love
#loneliness #love
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