Submissions by darkvampire
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2011 10:51pm
4th May 2011 10:51pm
honey
I sell myself
for money
can’t remember
when I began
but the first
man
I went
with
called me honey
before
he rammed
my face against the wall
tall he was
and kind
at first
but then he hurt
me
burst my eyeball
now I’m a one- eyed whore.
for money
can’t remember
when I began
but the first
man
I went
with
called me honey
before
he rammed
my face against the wall
tall he was
and kind
at first
but then he hurt
me
burst my eyeball
now I’m a one- eyed whore.
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3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2011 10:49pm
4th May 2011 10:49pm
the condom
this condom
you just
left behind
is the end
of our affair
shrivelled and
overflowing
with
life's pale
liquid
it tells me
that
our love
is leaking out
all over
the place.
you just
left behind
is the end
of our affair
shrivelled and
overflowing
with
life's pale
liquid
it tells me
that
our love
is leaking out
all over
the place.
1124 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd May 2011 12:05pm
3rd May 2011 12:05pm
zombie f**k
I kissed you for
the last time
today
I made it nice
and wet
for you
my nails
tearing your flesh
fingers searching for
your vitals
my lips like
two
razor blades
piercing you with
desire
isn’t it funny
how love can be?
the last time
today
I made it nice
and wet
for you
my nails
tearing your flesh
fingers searching for
your vitals
my lips like
two
razor blades
piercing you with
desire
isn’t it funny
how love can be?
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd May 2011 11:58am
3rd May 2011 11:58am
evening
from my bedroom
window
I watch
evening
creep across
the fields
like some
single-minded
sloth.
darkness consumes the
light
until it
swells like a
black
puffball and slowly
absorbs the
trees,
those
fragile prison
bars
which
steal
our freedom.
as the grey
curtain
is lowered
over our
world
the blanket I pull up
over my head
offers no
comfort
to the living or
the
dead
window
I watch
evening
creep across
the fields
like some
single-minded
sloth.
darkness consumes the
light
until it
swells like a
black
puffball and slowly
absorbs the
trees,
those
fragile prison
bars
which
steal
our freedom.
as the grey
curtain
is lowered
over our
world
the blanket I pull up
over my head
offers no
comfort
to the living or
the
dead
950 reads
1 Comment
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