Submissions by TheDarkOne
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I read and wright a lot of poetry. It's something nice you can just pick up from your bedside table and lap up slowly as you drift into sleep, but also you can enjoy it while your awake.
Love is Cruel
Acting fake, tired of love cutting my heart, tried forever to get myself back to reality, once again lost and lonely.. Wiping the tears away, this pain is just to real for me to stay so I'm gonna pack my bags and runaway..
568 reads
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Forced
737 reads
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Love Never Dies
Love never dies a natural death.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source.
It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds, it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
699 reads
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Release Me
From this prison
From these chains
From this hell
From this life
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my eyes away
I wish to see no more
All this blood and death
From this pain
From this hatredFrom this curse
From this emptiness
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my ears away
I wish to hear no more
All these screams and weeps
That echo in every corner
From this earth
From this history
From these walls
From this rage
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my arms away
I wish to feel no more...
From these chains
From this hell
From this life
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my eyes away
I wish to see no more
All this blood and death
From this pain
From this hatredFrom this curse
From this emptiness
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my ears away
I wish to hear no more
All these screams and weeps
That echo in every corner
From this earth
From this history
From these walls
From this rage
Release me
I beg of you
Rip my arms away
I wish to feel no more...
749 reads
6 Comments
Trapped
So alone in this dark dredful hole...
Buried and Trapped into cold darkness,
lost and transforming into maggot food, hearing screams and kids crying...
Smelling human flesh being burnt off their bodys into nothing but ashes.
Buried and Trapped into cold darkness,
lost and transforming into maggot food, hearing screams and kids crying...
Smelling human flesh being burnt off their bodys into nothing but ashes.
637 reads
2 Comments
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