Submissions by black-roses (rosy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
as a poet i would say that im more on the dark side but i can be on the bright side but i care not to write happy things
DARK POEM
Published
1st Jan 2010 3:19am
1st Jan 2010 3:19am
why?
sitting in a alley
yelling for help
but my voice has deserted me
just like he had
my face covered in blood
only someone true
would know what exactly happend
yet i dont even renember
only seeing his face in a blur
then having everything go black
waking up somewhere strange
knowing its not where he left me
just surounded by white walls
i see him once again
coming at me with a knife in his hand
wishing i didnt know wat was going to be next
as the knife sinked in my heart
knowing i was dead
...
yelling for help
but my voice has deserted me
just like he had
my face covered in blood
only someone true
would know what exactly happend
yet i dont even renember
only seeing his face in a blur
then having everything go black
waking up somewhere strange
knowing its not where he left me
just surounded by white walls
i see him once again
coming at me with a knife in his hand
wishing i didnt know wat was going to be next
as the knife sinked in my heart
knowing i was dead
...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Dec 2009 11:25pm
25th Dec 2009 11:25pm
dead
her body cracks beaneath the ice
covered in blood
and dirt
yet you sat there
and watched my insides decay
wishing it were you that had gone
but. . .
i wouldnt let that happen
because i deserved to die
i was damned
and no one could help
so i did wat was right
closed my eyes
and put a gun to my head and counted
1.
2..
3...
and you wanna know wat happend next?
i was now dead
covered in blood
and dirt
yet you sat there
and watched my insides decay
wishing it were you that had gone
but. . .
i wouldnt let that happen
because i deserved to die
i was damned
and no one could help
so i did wat was right
closed my eyes
and put a gun to my head and counted
1.
2..
3...
and you wanna know wat happend next?
i was now dead
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2009 4:38pm
9th Dec 2009 4:38pm
all over again
the rose in my hand
is covered in blood
the blood from heart
yet im still living
with all the cuts and bruises on me
you would wonder where i got them
but if you see a knife in my hand
i think you would know
that im no different from anybody else
im just a mere shadow
no one see me
all i do is sit on the floor
in a corner
and start all over again
grab a knife
and cut untill
im bloody again
it feels like i do this every day
sit in silence
and wait till night
and go out
and stare at the moon and the stars...
is covered in blood
the blood from heart
yet im still living
with all the cuts and bruises on me
you would wonder where i got them
but if you see a knife in my hand
i think you would know
that im no different from anybody else
im just a mere shadow
no one see me
all i do is sit on the floor
in a corner
and start all over again
grab a knife
and cut untill
im bloody again
it feels like i do this every day
sit in silence
and wait till night
and go out
and stare at the moon and the stars...
1039 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Dec 2009 4:20pm
9th Dec 2009 4:20pm
undead
the harder it gets
the harder it is to breath
if i could believe and see
i wouldnt be me
nothing will stop me
im not perfect
i cant stop a bullet
thats about to go through you
if i could i would
but that will never happen
and the blood that falls from my neck
i cant stop that
if you junped off a brige
i couldnt save you
im already dead
i could never help you
even if i was in two
the harder it is to breath
if i could believe and see
i wouldnt be me
nothing will stop me
im not perfect
i cant stop a bullet
thats about to go through you
if i could i would
but that will never happen
and the blood that falls from my neck
i cant stop that
if you junped off a brige
i couldnt save you
im already dead
i could never help you
even if i was in two
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2009 4:50pm
26th Nov 2009 4:50pm
drained
she's siting on the floor
with a knife in one hand
and her torn heart in the other
yet she wants to do this
silence has past her for hours
now shse puts the knife to her neck
and she cuts slowly
and theres already so much blood
now another hour has past
and all her blood is just about drained
and know shes dead forever
nothing will bring her back
nothing
with a knife in one hand
and her torn heart in the other
yet she wants to do this
silence has past her for hours
now shse puts the knife to her neck
and she cuts slowly
and theres already so much blood
now another hour has past
and all her blood is just about drained
and know shes dead forever
nothing will bring her back
nothing
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2009 6:21am
26th Nov 2009 6:21am
so many things
look at her she's crying
siting in a corner
and her arms are covered in blood
so much blood
this is what you made her do
you made her lifless
you let her go
you abused her
hurt her
desroyed her
you should have kept her
she was perfect
but no all yo care about is your bro's
and how do you say it
bro's befor hoe's
siting in a corner
and her arms are covered in blood
so much blood
this is what you made her do
you made her lifless
you let her go
you abused her
hurt her
desroyed her
you should have kept her
she was perfect
but no all yo care about is your bro's
and how do you say it
bro's befor hoe's
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Nov 2009 6:00am
26th Nov 2009 6:00am
lurking
All i do is lurk in the shadows
no one cares about me
my family doesnt care
not even me
all i do is cry out loud
stare at the blood beneath me
so many cuts and bruises
that i dont renember how i got them
theres is only one place where i can be happy
and its in the shadows underneath trees
i dont know what brings me to its presents
all i know is that i finally can see me for me
no one cares about me
my family doesnt care
not even me
all i do is cry out loud
stare at the blood beneath me
so many cuts and bruises
that i dont renember how i got them
theres is only one place where i can be happy
and its in the shadows underneath trees
i dont know what brings me to its presents
all i know is that i finally can see me for me
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