Submissions by Thedeadinme
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Been writing poetry since my teens. I have no real schooling as a writer, moslty self tought, I just write what I feel. Poems are usually on the darker side.
DARK POEM
Published
16th Sep 2020 6:01pm
16th Sep 2020 6:01pm
For Better Days
Better days are wasted when the moon comes round
Far-flung in its glory days the sun goes down
Ripples upon the river reflect its heartache
Of Sunset and Summer long since ignored
For better days are wasted by the light of the moon
For better days are wasted when your blood does pool
Far-flung in its glory days the sun goes down
Ripples upon the river reflect its heartache
Of Sunset and Summer long since ignored
For better days are wasted by the light of the moon
For better days are wasted when your blood does pool
#conflict
#betrayal
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2020 4:37pm
14th Sep 2020 4:37pm
Suicide Note
Submissive in your passing
I am so alone
Deep in this silence I hear your echo
Seeping through other worlds
Darker oathes have left me wanting
Sorrow has become a freind
For sometime I've felt this way
No way out too dark to see
I suffer silent in my torment
Forever passing this life by
I cut myself to feel your kiss
Suicide betrays me greatly
On the verge of my collapse
See my palace fall in ruin
Amongst the myth of resurrection
Behold the stonework of your tomb
I miss you greatly sew...
I am so alone
Deep in this silence I hear your echo
Seeping through other worlds
Darker oathes have left me wanting
Sorrow has become a freind
For sometime I've felt this way
No way out too dark to see
I suffer silent in my torment
Forever passing this life by
I cut myself to feel your kiss
Suicide betrays me greatly
On the verge of my collapse
See my palace fall in ruin
Amongst the myth of resurrection
Behold the stonework of your tomb
I miss you greatly sew...
#sadness
#suicide
#MentalHealth
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Sep 2020 5:40pm
10th Sep 2020 5:40pm
Therapy Gods
#abuse
#despair
#suffering
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2020 3:15am
4th Sep 2020 3:15am
He Whom Makes the Twilight Weep
A tyrant like no other
The writhing of a thousand slaves
To light the sky with their dismay
Beauty through carnal disorder
A taffeta of his delights shine upon the wary skies
Somber to those sordid few
A cult of conspiracy gives life to lies
Astral bodies forsake the eye
Centered upon the oblivious
His tide does rise
Rejoice in the distant stars
Held in bondage to he whom makes the twilight weep
Reeping darkness as it was
Primordial and absent of life
As it was in the beginning
The writhing of a thousand slaves
To light the sky with their dismay
Beauty through carnal disorder
A taffeta of his delights shine upon the wary skies
Somber to those sordid few
A cult of conspiracy gives life to lies
Astral bodies forsake the eye
Centered upon the oblivious
His tide does rise
Rejoice in the distant stars
Held in bondage to he whom makes the twilight weep
Reeping darkness as it was
Primordial and absent of life
As it was in the beginning
#sky
#apocalypse
#mythology
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Aug 2020 5:52am
10th Aug 2020 5:52am
Undivine
I was a God once
Beautiful suffering
Had shyly crowned me
Beautiful suffering
Had shyly crowned me
#haiku
#tragedy
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2020 2:40am
23rd Jul 2020 2:40am
Espionage and the Fly
I saw a fly upon the wall
I ripped off his wings and ate them all
One eye of many for him to pry
At my secrets I keep so sly
And as would I so deftly ply espionage as he the fly
Upon the walls where secrets fall
By twos and threes I kill them all
I ripped off his wings and ate them all
One eye of many for him to pry
At my secrets I keep so sly
And as would I so deftly ply espionage as he the fly
Upon the walls where secrets fall
By twos and threes I kill them all
#anxiety
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Jul 2020 5:54am
17th Jul 2020 5:54am
The Tragedy of a Maiden Fair
She would take me in
In home, in spirit, and in her mouth
She was mine
Mine to break and forsake
Vows and promises alike
She was mine
For a time
Her eyes could tell no lies
A deep sorrow for me to treasure
A sorrow for me to love
For tomorows wasted on a hangover
And the two of us succumbed to darker whims and fancy
She gave me all and I tore it down
She took me in and spat my cum
An angel from a darker place
We were always better broken
She...was always better
Her smile could slay the...
In home, in spirit, and in her mouth
She was mine
Mine to break and forsake
Vows and promises alike
She was mine
For a time
Her eyes could tell no lies
A deep sorrow for me to treasure
A sorrow for me to love
For tomorows wasted on a hangover
And the two of us succumbed to darker whims and fancy
She gave me all and I tore it down
She took me in and spat my cum
An angel from a darker place
We were always better broken
She...was always better
Her smile could slay the...
#grief
#loneliness
#girlfriend
#ILoveYou
#dirty
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Jul 2020 5:04am
8th Jul 2020 5:04am
He Whom Walks With the Dead
Hark! The silence no more
Breaking under an omens kiss
Behold, the devils at my door
The spells of heaven long since amiss
Strangers beset of fate and lore
Whittled from an ancient bone
A court is held upon the shore
And with this curse I lift the stone
As symmetry and sunset lingers
The knell of death to come tolling
Crooked and outstretched fingers
Beckon the guest to come strolling
Ever after and through this age
His shadow centers on the mound
The robes of deities clothe this Sage
Whom guards the...
Breaking under an omens kiss
Behold, the devils at my door
The spells of heaven long since amiss
Strangers beset of fate and lore
Whittled from an ancient bone
A court is held upon the shore
And with this curse I lift the stone
As symmetry and sunset lingers
The knell of death to come tolling
Crooked and outstretched fingers
Beckon the guest to come strolling
Ever after and through this age
His shadow centers on the mound
The robes of deities clothe this Sage
Whom guards the...
#fall
#mythology
#pagan
#sacrifice
#curse
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 5:32pm
7th Jul 2020 5:32pm
Into the Pit that I Adore
In the silence of night
I discard the dark
Shadows forever weeping
As I wretch my self deeper
A keeper of things long deplored
For I am restless longing for sight
Too dark are the stirrings of my musings
The light seldom visits me here, in the pit of my deliverance
I have bartered more for less
A Faustien scheme even he would be jealous of
In the fugue of tomorrow
I have bore witness to better days
To better ways to kill a cat
The sermon of a sour sacrifice
Holy begotten to my blunder
And still I...
I discard the dark
Shadows forever weeping
As I wretch my self deeper
A keeper of things long deplored
For I am restless longing for sight
Too dark are the stirrings of my musings
The light seldom visits me here, in the pit of my deliverance
I have bartered more for less
A Faustien scheme even he would be jealous of
In the fugue of tomorrow
I have bore witness to better days
To better ways to kill a cat
The sermon of a sour sacrifice
Holy begotten to my blunder
And still I...
#dark
#SelfHarm
#despair #SelfWorth
#despair #SelfWorth
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Jul 2020 6:40am
7th Jul 2020 6:40am
A Bolero of Failure
Suffering through the reveries of another unkempt day
The melodies of yesterday still dig at my ears
Worming deep tunnels into darker pageants of prose and refrains
Words fall onto the yellowed pages of my soul
Often bothersome with the rhythms of just out of tune chords
The folly of the careless orchestra suffers me greatly
The tempo of time so unfairly in sync counting down forever to an awing crescendo of my darkest passions
Fleeting words as ghost notes betray my hands, echoing my minds torment
Lost in the after...
The melodies of yesterday still dig at my ears
Worming deep tunnels into darker pageants of prose and refrains
Words fall onto the yellowed pages of my soul
Often bothersome with the rhythms of just out of tune chords
The folly of the careless orchestra suffers me greatly
The tempo of time so unfairly in sync counting down forever to an awing crescendo of my darkest passions
Fleeting words as ghost notes betray my hands, echoing my minds torment
Lost in the after...
#metaphor
#symbolism
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
6th Jul 2020 10:30pm
6th Jul 2020 10:30pm
Under Darkness I Transform
I see a bear
Over there in the distance
Under clouds of grey dismay, he walks this way
Brown with the fury of generations
Fur to cascade my soul with his
Beset by medicines far too ancient
Sage and sweet grass and secret things
Offerings of berries and tobacco to sing
A blackout of mist and smoke under the bending willows
Enchantments to ease the bear walker
From realms unseen
Far-flung from memories
I hear his roar upon the breeze
I can't breathe
Give me the light
...
Over there in the distance
Under clouds of grey dismay, he walks this way
Brown with the fury of generations
Fur to cascade my soul with his
Beset by medicines far too ancient
Sage and sweet grass and secret things
Offerings of berries and tobacco to sing
A blackout of mist and smoke under the bending willows
Enchantments to ease the bear walker
From realms unseen
Far-flung from memories
I hear his roar upon the breeze
I can't breathe
Give me the light
...
#fate
#SelfDiscovery
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jul 2020 6:14pm
6th Jul 2020 6:14pm
Memoirs of Ruin
I used to drink my happiness one bottle at a time
Years of soothing a darker pain has only brought on more anguish
I see silhouettes everywhere
Pieces of me left here and there
I die a little everyday with a smile to persuade the stain
That markes my soul with the stench of death
I have drank away oceans of pain
Only to drown in my own incompetence
The death bed to greet me warm
I force another drink as I shy away and say goodbye
Years of soothing a darker pain has only brought on more anguish
I see silhouettes everywhere
Pieces of me left here and there
I die a little everyday with a smile to persuade the stain
That markes my soul with the stench of death
I have drank away oceans of pain
Only to drown in my own incompetence
The death bed to greet me warm
I force another drink as I shy away and say goodbye
#depression
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