Submissions by darkheartmagic
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Inner Child
A pain that once yet not revealed.
For in this tomb I've locked and sealed.
The tragic thoughts that magic lays,
my inner child comes out and plays.
And Fucks you with a blade that talks,
that leaves you damaged like my thoughts.
I stand above this rotten corpse to salvage
parts that once was yours.
To feed this soul from dates expired,
the flesh I crave exceeds desire,
And brings me to a sunless sea,
for what I am and came to be.
By darkheartmagic
© 2013 darkheartmagic (All...
For in this tomb I've locked and sealed.
The tragic thoughts that magic lays,
my inner child comes out and plays.
And Fucks you with a blade that talks,
that leaves you damaged like my thoughts.
I stand above this rotten corpse to salvage
parts that once was yours.
To feed this soul from dates expired,
the flesh I crave exceeds desire,
And brings me to a sunless sea,
for what I am and came to be.
By darkheartmagic
© 2013 darkheartmagic (All...
769 reads
6 Comments
Lost words
As I turn the page,
with nothing on my mind
Reaching out in air,
writing words I come to find.
Does it even matter writing down thoughts?
Who's to really care about these little notes I jot.
Can they make you understand,
or give you dreams So golden?
When I grasp this pen so tight
trying to Capture every moment.
Does my words intrigue you?
And leave you lost in thought?
Can you see this picture I painted
of love that you forgot?
Has your eyes now Finally opened?
Can you see my broken wings?...
with nothing on my mind
Reaching out in air,
writing words I come to find.
Does it even matter writing down thoughts?
Who's to really care about these little notes I jot.
Can they make you understand,
or give you dreams So golden?
When I grasp this pen so tight
trying to Capture every moment.
Does my words intrigue you?
And leave you lost in thought?
Can you see this picture I painted
of love that you forgot?
Has your eyes now Finally opened?
Can you see my broken wings?...
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Forgotten
Many a days ago,
My flesh began to rotten.
As I await, In this grave,
I see no flowers, I'm forgotten.
'Tis nothing more, but faint memory.
Since I've been placed into this infernal box.
Though seems its been a century.
Alone here with my thoughts.
The mind it starts to wander Like,
What was I, When breathing?
I only know of words,
but now they've lost all meaning.
Just a hole where time, Is of the plenty,
and hope is nowhere near.
Though my heart is no more beating,
I still can taste the tears.
By...
My flesh began to rotten.
As I await, In this grave,
I see no flowers, I'm forgotten.
'Tis nothing more, but faint memory.
Since I've been placed into this infernal box.
Though seems its been a century.
Alone here with my thoughts.
The mind it starts to wander Like,
What was I, When breathing?
I only know of words,
but now they've lost all meaning.
Just a hole where time, Is of the plenty,
and hope is nowhere near.
Though my heart is no more beating,
I still can taste the tears.
By...
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5 Comments
Blind
I find myself alone each night as I drink myself to sleep.
The nightmares from what I've become are now lost in my windowless dream.
My image of love has long since faded,
Only a memory of the warmth from another soul.
This isolation that I've created has made my heart as cold as snow.
Trapped inside this ice-land, Waiting for the storm to break,
Swallowed by a dark depression from a nightmare I can taste.
So here I lay alone, and try to drink myself to sleep.
Staring off in nothingness Wrapped in Liars sheets.
Searching in a bottle...
The nightmares from what I've become are now lost in my windowless dream.
My image of love has long since faded,
Only a memory of the warmth from another soul.
This isolation that I've created has made my heart as cold as snow.
Trapped inside this ice-land, Waiting for the storm to break,
Swallowed by a dark depression from a nightmare I can taste.
So here I lay alone, and try to drink myself to sleep.
Staring off in nothingness Wrapped in Liars sheets.
Searching in a bottle...
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3 Comments
The Writer
Love is like a razor, that leaves your soul to bleed.
Love is like this paper, a dead and lonely tree.
How must one grow, if never given light?
Just a seed in the valley, with no wrong or no Wright.
Strangled by the roots, that bound us both in place.
Love and fantasy, how I long just for a taste.
Running away, to only find myself again
This time more lost and confused than I had ever been
Many years I've lived alone in shame.
haunted by three simple words.
if I heard them would l change?
How long can I live in isolation, with this void I can...
Love is like this paper, a dead and lonely tree.
How must one grow, if never given light?
Just a seed in the valley, with no wrong or no Wright.
Strangled by the roots, that bound us both in place.
Love and fantasy, how I long just for a taste.
Running away, to only find myself again
This time more lost and confused than I had ever been
Many years I've lived alone in shame.
haunted by three simple words.
if I heard them would l change?
How long can I live in isolation, with this void I can...
675 reads
4 Comments
Belly of the beast
I'm merely just a shadow,
a drifter in the night.
A man of many voices,
a being shunned from light.
Through the black abyss,
I pass a wanderer by.
His brittle hands they point at me,
then at the bloodstained sky.
He doesn't speak a word and continues on his path,
even with his silents his eyes insanely laugh.
I pay the man no mind,
for I'm just as lost as he.
I've lost my mortal body
now damned for eternity.
For in this realm I wonder,
the smell of death lingers from the deceased.
As if a plague has...
a drifter in the night.
A man of many voices,
a being shunned from light.
Through the black abyss,
I pass a wanderer by.
His brittle hands they point at me,
then at the bloodstained sky.
He doesn't speak a word and continues on his path,
even with his silents his eyes insanely laugh.
I pay the man no mind,
for I'm just as lost as he.
I've lost my mortal body
now damned for eternity.
For in this realm I wonder,
the smell of death lingers from the deceased.
As if a plague has...
1125 reads
2 Comments
Baby Doll
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Mangled Mannequin
Thou watch me while in slumber;
Thy keepers of my soul.
The ground it quakes with thunder;
Thou show me truths untold.
Thou share my darkest passions.
My secrets safe with them;
Oh how I truly love my Mangled Mannequin.
I stare into thy eyes and I can
Feel her heart;
And I would die inside
To have my Mangled Angel
Fall apart.
I will search for bodies
And bring home limb for limb.
And maybe while I'm out,
I'll make a baby mannequin.
So we can be a family,
I'll give you skin like mine
And you can hold...
Thy keepers of my soul.
The ground it quakes with thunder;
Thou show me truths untold.
Thou share my darkest passions.
My secrets safe with them;
Oh how I truly love my Mangled Mannequin.
I stare into thy eyes and I can
Feel her heart;
And I would die inside
To have my Mangled Angel
Fall apart.
I will search for bodies
And bring home limb for limb.
And maybe while I'm out,
I'll make a baby mannequin.
So we can be a family,
I'll give you skin like mine
And you can hold...
692 reads
3 Comments
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