Submissions by darkheartmagic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Shattered Mind
Locked away in isolation,
within the shadows ill remain.
Awash in a sea of phantoms,
adrift in a storm of pain.
Ghostly gasps around me,
Haunting voices of sin discribed,
Without a scream I live this dream
within my shattered mind.
I see seen of sadness,
A vision of days gone by.
A revelation of what awaits me,
Beneath this long dead sky.
Remorse has long since faded.
If ever it did exist, and happiness is overrated
for insanity I call bliss.
Locked away in isolation,
within this...
within the shadows ill remain.
Awash in a sea of phantoms,
adrift in a storm of pain.
Ghostly gasps around me,
Haunting voices of sin discribed,
Without a scream I live this dream
within my shattered mind.
I see seen of sadness,
A vision of days gone by.
A revelation of what awaits me,
Beneath this long dead sky.
Remorse has long since faded.
If ever it did exist, and happiness is overrated
for insanity I call bliss.
Locked away in isolation,
within this...
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Boogie man...........
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Madness
If Madness leads to freedom,
and to dark shall all things end.
I hold my mind for ransom,
and to dusk my soul I send.
You come here speaking of the light,
and all the good it brings,
but in the end you shall succumb
the truth that darkness sings.
You have a god to look upon,
and hope that gives you meaning,
but wait in time and you shall find
on your heart the darkness feeding.
What is this sickness in my heart?
A disease within my soul?
I just wish to give to you the gift of truth untold.
...
and to dark shall all things end.
I hold my mind for ransom,
and to dusk my soul I send.
You come here speaking of the light,
and all the good it brings,
but in the end you shall succumb
the truth that darkness sings.
You have a god to look upon,
and hope that gives you meaning,
but wait in time and you shall find
on your heart the darkness feeding.
What is this sickness in my heart?
A disease within my soul?
I just wish to give to you the gift of truth untold.
...
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Warped and twisted
Harsh words and violent blows,
Hidden secrets nobody knows.
Eyes are open, hands are fisted,
Deep inside I'm warped and twisted.
So many tricks, and so many lies,
Too many whens, and too many whys.
Nobody's special. Nobody's gifted.
I'm just me warped and twisted.
Sleeping, awake, and choking on a dream.
Listening loudly to a silent scream.
Call my mind, the numbers unlisted,
Lost in someone so warped and twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead.
Look at the invisible blood I've bled.
I'm not gone my mind...
Hidden secrets nobody knows.
Eyes are open, hands are fisted,
Deep inside I'm warped and twisted.
So many tricks, and so many lies,
Too many whens, and too many whys.
Nobody's special. Nobody's gifted.
I'm just me warped and twisted.
Sleeping, awake, and choking on a dream.
Listening loudly to a silent scream.
Call my mind, the numbers unlisted,
Lost in someone so warped and twisted.
On my knees, alive but dead.
Look at the invisible blood I've bled.
I'm not gone my mind...
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4 Comments
Warped and twisted 2
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8 Comments
What loves to be.
All the love that history knows
Is said to be in every rose.
yet all I found were just these two
Now I present them both to you.
The white rose whispers passion
The red rose breaths of love.
The red rose is a falcon and
the white rose is a dove.
With these two together
They'll make it through the night
Through the cold and blistering winds
The falcon holds the dove so tight.
A single rose alone, if only it could speak
Slowly begins to wilt and dies within a week.
A rose is like a person
Lonely it wont survive...
Is said to be in every rose.
yet all I found were just these two
Now I present them both to you.
The white rose whispers passion
The red rose breaths of love.
The red rose is a falcon and
the white rose is a dove.
With these two together
They'll make it through the night
Through the cold and blistering winds
The falcon holds the dove so tight.
A single rose alone, if only it could speak
Slowly begins to wilt and dies within a week.
A rose is like a person
Lonely it wont survive...
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Fallen Tree
For in the dark and dreary,
Ive made a place called home.
With a friend that I now trust,
We know his as alone.
He doesn't like to speak,
but his thoughts so clearly read,
for I feel a lost connection,
as the darkness starts to spread.
Ive heard for many years that loneliness was shy,
Until I felt the presence and stared into its eyes.
Forever in the darkness,
a place with silent peace.
The razor blade its face it shows
that brings you some relief.
You say that you adapt, that your used to being alone,...
Ive made a place called home.
With a friend that I now trust,
We know his as alone.
He doesn't like to speak,
but his thoughts so clearly read,
for I feel a lost connection,
as the darkness starts to spread.
Ive heard for many years that loneliness was shy,
Until I felt the presence and stared into its eyes.
Forever in the darkness,
a place with silent peace.
The razor blade its face it shows
that brings you some relief.
You say that you adapt, that your used to being alone,...
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3 Comments
Lost feelings
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6 Comments
Symbolic Message
As you read the words I write,
Can you see my symbolic message?
Like an atom bomb exploding,
You only find few pieces from this wreckage.
When I tell you that I hurt,
What's truly on your mind?
When I tell you that I cut myself,
Would you believe me if I'm lying?
What do these words really mean to you?
Are they honest, and sincere?
Or am I just a scared child crying,
from the graveyard of your fears.
I like to paint a picture,
Capturing all my thoughts on pen.
Even though I blocked me out,
Ill find...
Can you see my symbolic message?
Like an atom bomb exploding,
You only find few pieces from this wreckage.
When I tell you that I hurt,
What's truly on your mind?
When I tell you that I cut myself,
Would you believe me if I'm lying?
What do these words really mean to you?
Are they honest, and sincere?
Or am I just a scared child crying,
from the graveyard of your fears.
I like to paint a picture,
Capturing all my thoughts on pen.
Even though I blocked me out,
Ill find...
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1 Comment
Soundless Thunder
Can you now feel my thoughts,
and see me from the seams?
Do you understand,
that I dream within a dream?
With damaged nights,
and abstract air,
What words were spoken,
With tears that care.
The truth we've known becomes a lie,
for what is real can we decide?
Lost within this dream-like state,
of love and lust consumed by hate.
These thoughts I feel,
Nevermore my own.
In this dream I stand alone.
Am I awake, or deep in slumber?
In this world with soundless thunder.
The black it comes to...
and see me from the seams?
Do you understand,
that I dream within a dream?
With damaged nights,
and abstract air,
What words were spoken,
With tears that care.
The truth we've known becomes a lie,
for what is real can we decide?
Lost within this dream-like state,
of love and lust consumed by hate.
These thoughts I feel,
Nevermore my own.
In this dream I stand alone.
Am I awake, or deep in slumber?
In this world with soundless thunder.
The black it comes to...
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2 Comments
Closet of your thoughts
Have you ever thought,
That you had nothing left to give?
Have you grown completely cold,
And just don't want to live?
Have you ever thought of ways,
That you would take your life?
Would you like to make a bloody mess,
And paint the walls tonight?
Or would you like to lay down,
And drowned yourself in pills.
Or maybe make a noose,
And sit it high up on the hill.
Or maybe with a single shot,
the bullet how she calls.
Your name it sings to end all things
in your blood- stained halls.......
...
That you had nothing left to give?
Have you grown completely cold,
And just don't want to live?
Have you ever thought of ways,
That you would take your life?
Would you like to make a bloody mess,
And paint the walls tonight?
Or would you like to lay down,
And drowned yourself in pills.
Or maybe make a noose,
And sit it high up on the hill.
Or maybe with a single shot,
the bullet how she calls.
Your name it sings to end all things
in your blood- stained halls.......
...
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Broken Mirror
What can I do to illuminate this page?
To bring such light to a dark story that I apprise.
There is something that I'm hiding,
a side your yet To see.
I wear these many mask,
but lost the one I know is me.
Searching for many years,
trying to find myself,
Trying to find some answers,
to the secrets of love and wealth.
So lost and alone,
I walk of the narrow path.
Leaving broken hearts,
and broken souls,
As I destroyed The Innocents of that.
I come to find myself alone again,
Surrounded by those who are...
To bring such light to a dark story that I apprise.
There is something that I'm hiding,
a side your yet To see.
I wear these many mask,
but lost the one I know is me.
Searching for many years,
trying to find myself,
Trying to find some answers,
to the secrets of love and wealth.
So lost and alone,
I walk of the narrow path.
Leaving broken hearts,
and broken souls,
As I destroyed The Innocents of that.
I come to find myself alone again,
Surrounded by those who are...
748 reads
6 Comments
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