Submissions by demoninthedarkness
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 4:18pm
21st Mar 2011 4:18pm
Memory
Cuts on your wrists going up your arm.
Your hair I never got to touch.
Black clothes that fit so tight.
Leather jacket in the winter.
Mp3 player blasting Adema.
Kissing between classes.
Holding hands after school.
Hugging to say goodbye.
Depressing signs that you stick on your back.
A studded belt wrapped around your neck.
Getting expelled many times.
Crying every time you get in trouble.
Notes that I have kept over the years.
Skater shoes walk with me on the concrete.
Black nails scratching the chalkboard.
Angry when your fed up...
Your hair I never got to touch.
Black clothes that fit so tight.
Leather jacket in the winter.
Mp3 player blasting Adema.
Kissing between classes.
Holding hands after school.
Hugging to say goodbye.
Depressing signs that you stick on your back.
A studded belt wrapped around your neck.
Getting expelled many times.
Crying every time you get in trouble.
Notes that I have kept over the years.
Skater shoes walk with me on the concrete.
Black nails scratching the chalkboard.
Angry when your fed up...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Mar 2011 3:50pm
21st Mar 2011 3:50pm
Is she beautiful?
With eyeliner outlining her green eyes.
Mascara surfacing her dark lashes.
Lips chapped and bitten down to the muscle.
Dark colors make her clothes.
Converse on her feet.
A piercing in her nose.
Is she beautiful?
With hair thats washed every day but looks like crap when she gets up.
Long nails painted black but chip off very easily.
Is she beautiful?
With cuts on her arms
drawing the red blood that makes her happy.
Wearing hoodies to cover it up.
Is she beautiful?
With a studded choker on her neck.
People calling her a dog.
She...
Mascara surfacing her dark lashes.
Lips chapped and bitten down to the muscle.
Dark colors make her clothes.
Converse on her feet.
A piercing in her nose.
Is she beautiful?
With hair thats washed every day but looks like crap when she gets up.
Long nails painted black but chip off very easily.
Is she beautiful?
With cuts on her arms
drawing the red blood that makes her happy.
Wearing hoodies to cover it up.
Is she beautiful?
With a studded choker on her neck.
People calling her a dog.
She...
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ANGER POEM
Published
16th Mar 2011 4:32pm
16th Mar 2011 4:32pm
I hate her so much.
She follows him around like a lost puppy.
She only wants to be my friend because of him.
Ever since I introduced him to her, she has been trying to steal him away from me.
But that is not going to work.
I know that he doesn't like her.
And if she keeps this shit up, I WILL break her.
She needs to back off.
He is MINE.
Him and I have alot more in common than she does with him.
She needs to keep to her fucking self and leave us alone.
If I catch her with him, I will do something horrible to her.
She has a boyfriend, so she doesn't need him....
She only wants to be my friend because of him.
Ever since I introduced him to her, she has been trying to steal him away from me.
But that is not going to work.
I know that he doesn't like her.
And if she keeps this shit up, I WILL break her.
She needs to back off.
He is MINE.
Him and I have alot more in common than she does with him.
She needs to keep to her fucking self and leave us alone.
If I catch her with him, I will do something horrible to her.
She has a boyfriend, so she doesn't need him....
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2011 5:44pm
9th Mar 2011 5:44pm
Empty
My heart caves in every time I think of you.
When I hear your voice, I just want to cry.
When I look at your poems, I feel like dieing.
I miss you so much.
I keep thinking that I made a mistake by breaking up with you.
But I know that I didn't make a mistake.
It was the right choice.
I didn't want to keep on hurting you more and more.
But now I lay here empty.
Empty and lost.
When I hear your voice, I just want to cry.
When I look at your poems, I feel like dieing.
I miss you so much.
I keep thinking that I made a mistake by breaking up with you.
But I know that I didn't make a mistake.
It was the right choice.
I didn't want to keep on hurting you more and more.
But now I lay here empty.
Empty and lost.
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DARK POEM
Published
7th Mar 2011 5:15pm
7th Mar 2011 5:15pm
Ending it all
I have thoughts of suicide.
I think that it would be better if I did not live in this world.
Right now I am all alone.
No one shows their true feelings towards me.
No one shows that they care.
Not one single person on this earth can change how I feel about myself.
I have always hated myself.....
my looks....
my body.
Every single part of me I hate.
I'm not pretty...
definitely not skinny.
I am the most unattractive girl in this world.
I have always wanted to slice my throat.
Watch the blood flow out of my neck as I am dying.
Or...
I think that it would be better if I did not live in this world.
Right now I am all alone.
No one shows their true feelings towards me.
No one shows that they care.
Not one single person on this earth can change how I feel about myself.
I have always hated myself.....
my looks....
my body.
Every single part of me I hate.
I'm not pretty...
definitely not skinny.
I am the most unattractive girl in this world.
I have always wanted to slice my throat.
Watch the blood flow out of my neck as I am dying.
Or...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2011 5:27pm
2nd Mar 2011 5:27pm
What do you do?
When your friend threatens their life....
begging for attention.
I know that he is playing mind games with me.
And he needs to stop.
Im getting sick and tired of his shit.
Of him.....
Im not going back to him if he keeps his shit up.
Or maybe I wont at all....
What Im doing is going to ignore his pleas and his cries for help.
Im sorry but I cannot deal with him and his shit anymore.
begging for attention.
I know that he is playing mind games with me.
And he needs to stop.
Im getting sick and tired of his shit.
Of him.....
Im not going back to him if he keeps his shit up.
Or maybe I wont at all....
What Im doing is going to ignore his pleas and his cries for help.
Im sorry but I cannot deal with him and his shit anymore.
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Feb 2011 4:56pm
28th Feb 2011 4:56pm
It has been hard for me
To like somebody when you don't even know if they like you back.
To wait for somebody to love you again.
To look into those eyes and forget what you were doing.
Hemakes my legs weak everytime I see him.
Its been hard to talk to you..... waiting for the day when you will love me.
We have so much in common.
Its unbelieveable that I have found someone that actually likes the same stuff as me.
That actually shows that he cares.
I think that I might be falling for him but my heart doesnt know what it wants.
Its hard to be alone.... waiting for that person...
To wait for somebody to love you again.
To look into those eyes and forget what you were doing.
Hemakes my legs weak everytime I see him.
Its been hard to talk to you..... waiting for the day when you will love me.
We have so much in common.
Its unbelieveable that I have found someone that actually likes the same stuff as me.
That actually shows that he cares.
I think that I might be falling for him but my heart doesnt know what it wants.
Its hard to be alone.... waiting for that person...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Feb 2011 5:44pm
16th Feb 2011 5:44pm
Those eyes
They draw me in.
So pretty.
So majestic.
When I look into them, I get lost.....
and I dont want to get out.
I think that I'm starting to like you.
But I'm not sure that you feel the same.
When I'm around you, I feel comfortable.
Like I belong.
But I feel like you judge me,
even though we barely know eachother.
But your eyes tell me that your nice,
and you wont hurt me.
Everyday I look forward to seeing you.
And those pretty eyes.
So pretty.
So majestic.
When I look into them, I get lost.....
and I dont want to get out.
I think that I'm starting to like you.
But I'm not sure that you feel the same.
When I'm around you, I feel comfortable.
Like I belong.
But I feel like you judge me,
even though we barely know eachother.
But your eyes tell me that your nice,
and you wont hurt me.
Everyday I look forward to seeing you.
And those pretty eyes.
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Feb 2011 4:42pm
14th Feb 2011 4:42pm
Why me?
Why do I have to cry in pain?
Why do I have to live this way?
Why am I a horrible person....
when I think about hurting you even more?
Why do I have to suffer this way.... when I know that there is no way to handle my pain?
Why do I have to keep on cutting to hide everything that is going on with me?
Why do I have to look pretty for one person to change how they feel about me?
Why do I have to be perfect in a family that says they love me but I'm afraid they don't?
Why do I have to worry about you?
Why do I have to think about HIM over and over again...
Why do I have to live this way?
Why am I a horrible person....
when I think about hurting you even more?
Why do I have to suffer this way.... when I know that there is no way to handle my pain?
Why do I have to keep on cutting to hide everything that is going on with me?
Why do I have to look pretty for one person to change how they feel about me?
Why do I have to be perfect in a family that says they love me but I'm afraid they don't?
Why do I have to worry about you?
Why do I have to think about HIM over and over again...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2011 4:52pm
9th Feb 2011 4:52pm
Prescription pills
I am addicted to them.
They are my life even though I have to take them.
They help me through almost everything.
I like the way that they make me feel.
I feel like a zombie on them.
I do not want to stop them.
My brain is empty when I take them.
I get the feeling that I am a drug addict when I'm not.
My mind relieves itself of the stress and the pain.
With these medications I feel like I can overcome all things.
They are my life.... and without them I simply cannot do anything.
They are my life even though I have to take them.
They help me through almost everything.
I like the way that they make me feel.
I feel like a zombie on them.
I do not want to stop them.
My brain is empty when I take them.
I get the feeling that I am a drug addict when I'm not.
My mind relieves itself of the stress and the pain.
With these medications I feel like I can overcome all things.
They are my life.... and without them I simply cannot do anything.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Feb 2011 5:23pm
7th Feb 2011 5:23pm
I do not understand
Why my life has to be so hard.
There are too many things that I have to do.
My family mocks me.
People tell everybody everything about me.
I cannot trust anyone.
I am a demon in that house.
I am a devil that will create chaos and will blow eventually if they keep on pushing my limits.
I do not understand why I have to be this way.
Why I have to take medication that I certainly do not need.
I have to keep on waiting and waiting until that day comes when I can get out of that fucking house.
I do not understand why I keep on giving and giving but they...
There are too many things that I have to do.
My family mocks me.
People tell everybody everything about me.
I cannot trust anyone.
I am a demon in that house.
I am a devil that will create chaos and will blow eventually if they keep on pushing my limits.
I do not understand why I have to be this way.
Why I have to take medication that I certainly do not need.
I have to keep on waiting and waiting until that day comes when I can get out of that fucking house.
I do not understand why I keep on giving and giving but they...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Feb 2011 5:41pm
4th Feb 2011 5:41pm
Him
My stomach aches as the blood rushes out.
You cut me open just to see what is wrong with me.
Once you look inside, there is nothing.
Nothing but my dark heart.
And the blood that is flowing out.
You take my neck and squeeze tight,telling me that you were wrong.
There is nothing wrong with me.
You look into my eyes and spot your reflection.
It's angry.... your eyes are black.
Thats the only thing that I see before everything turns black and I can't see anything.
And soon as that happens, I awaken.
I'm lieing in a hospital bed, watching as the nurse...
You cut me open just to see what is wrong with me.
Once you look inside, there is nothing.
Nothing but my dark heart.
And the blood that is flowing out.
You take my neck and squeeze tight,telling me that you were wrong.
There is nothing wrong with me.
You look into my eyes and spot your reflection.
It's angry.... your eyes are black.
Thats the only thing that I see before everything turns black and I can't see anything.
And soon as that happens, I awaken.
I'm lieing in a hospital bed, watching as the nurse...
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