Submissions by ilovescarystories
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
When you find yourself all alone. In the dead of night, that's where you will find me. My echo will calm you, my tongue will soothe you. I'm all that is dark, and all that is gone. I am all that is light, and all that is night.
SELF POEM
Published
29th Nov 2014 3:33am
29th Nov 2014 3:33am
Why couldn't you hate me?
I walked through a tiny door.
Full of darkness and tears.
I pounded on the way out until my hands turned numb.
I suppose it is better for you to hate me.
Hate me for all I never did for you.
Just hate me.. For I don't have to hate myself.
I walked through this tiny door only to see a tiny spider crawl through.
It entangled me in it's web.
Struggling to breath as I crawled to freedom.
I crawled and crawled.
But I found you standing right there to lift me back to my feet,
Why do you love me so?
You smile with a death like grin.
Souls...
Full of darkness and tears.
I pounded on the way out until my hands turned numb.
I suppose it is better for you to hate me.
Hate me for all I never did for you.
Just hate me.. For I don't have to hate myself.
I walked through this tiny door only to see a tiny spider crawl through.
It entangled me in it's web.
Struggling to breath as I crawled to freedom.
I crawled and crawled.
But I found you standing right there to lift me back to my feet,
Why do you love me so?
You smile with a death like grin.
Souls...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Nov 2014 1:17am
25th Nov 2014 1:17am
What did I ever do to you?
It feels like someone just put a time bomb in my heart.
It's only a matter of time before it explodes.
I continue to search for you even if I'm digging my own grave.
My heart bleeds through this open chest.
You tried to assume me,
And I tried to assume you.
Look where it has led us?
It feels like I'm a mouse.
So weak and defenseless against your hand.
You speak foul lies but you don't realize how much hurts.
And what did I ever do to you?
I waited here under a sheet.
Crying myself to sleep.
And every punch and every blow hurts more...
It's only a matter of time before it explodes.
I continue to search for you even if I'm digging my own grave.
My heart bleeds through this open chest.
You tried to assume me,
And I tried to assume you.
Look where it has led us?
It feels like I'm a mouse.
So weak and defenseless against your hand.
You speak foul lies but you don't realize how much hurts.
And what did I ever do to you?
I waited here under a sheet.
Crying myself to sleep.
And every punch and every blow hurts more...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Nov 2014 4:24am
17th Nov 2014 4:24am
Little red riding hood
Skipping on deaths stones laid in a cluttered mess.
Knocking on my raven of deaths door.
Pouncing on every word as if searching.
Here she laid smiling in her own pool of blood.
Blood that grined and her becoming the embodiment of sin.
She kissed death with her frosted poison painted lips.
She longed to fly on the backs of angels.
Instead her eyes were pecked and clawed on by crows.
Poor little oak tree sitting in a lonely pasture.
Until a ax man came and knocked it to the ground.
Poor poor little ax man, for he was left with blood on his hands....
Knocking on my raven of deaths door.
Pouncing on every word as if searching.
Here she laid smiling in her own pool of blood.
Blood that grined and her becoming the embodiment of sin.
She kissed death with her frosted poison painted lips.
She longed to fly on the backs of angels.
Instead her eyes were pecked and clawed on by crows.
Poor little oak tree sitting in a lonely pasture.
Until a ax man came and knocked it to the ground.
Poor poor little ax man, for he was left with blood on his hands....
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2014 2:59am
19th Oct 2014 2:59am
Love is not...
5000 thousand blue tears I have she'd for you.
4000 thousand red roses I have ripped with my teeth.
3000 thousand white lies I have told you.
2000 thousand black eyes stare at me.
1000 thousand hearts you have broken.
Love is not... A blessing it is a curse.
Love is not a cure it is a disease.
A demon is what I see in the reflection of this bottle.
A broken bottle is in my hands.
Did you even love me baby?
Did ya cry when I left you?
Tearing apart your heart.
Tearing apart your soul.
I walked through this dark meadow.
I...
4000 thousand red roses I have ripped with my teeth.
3000 thousand white lies I have told you.
2000 thousand black eyes stare at me.
1000 thousand hearts you have broken.
Love is not... A blessing it is a curse.
Love is not a cure it is a disease.
A demon is what I see in the reflection of this bottle.
A broken bottle is in my hands.
Did you even love me baby?
Did ya cry when I left you?
Tearing apart your heart.
Tearing apart your soul.
I walked through this dark meadow.
I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2014 2:18am
12th Oct 2014 2:18am
Cold
Cold dead eyes from hell is what you see.
They must always remind you not to bleed.
Somebody watches you from beyond the deep.
I watch you with my cold dead eyes.
How time flies and how I watch you grow.
The door shut in my face with no care.
My dark tears will fall upon your lips.
With dark raven wings I guide you through this night.
But you run away from me with a face full of fright.
You wind up my clock heart, making my keys turn.
My gears of love grinding against my chest.
Looking at my own unmarked grave.
For you see love, God never...
They must always remind you not to bleed.
Somebody watches you from beyond the deep.
I watch you with my cold dead eyes.
How time flies and how I watch you grow.
The door shut in my face with no care.
My dark tears will fall upon your lips.
With dark raven wings I guide you through this night.
But you run away from me with a face full of fright.
You wind up my clock heart, making my keys turn.
My gears of love grinding against my chest.
Looking at my own unmarked grave.
For you see love, God never...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Apr 2014 2:02am
26th Apr 2014 2:02am
Who could love a "it"?
It drips red and blue, until angels scream.
It drips blue and purple, until the demons claim it in their iron grasp.
It drips purple and brown, until the wounds dry.
A silver blade that shows a grin in it's reflection.
Blood that covers this black rose bud.
Unmarked graves of screaming souls.
No man shall ever set eyes on her again.
She driped the blood from her soul as she cut her life string.
Making her skin turn blue and purple.
Making the ground turn red and brown.
" what a great useless fool" are what the voices screamed to her.
The...
It drips blue and purple, until the demons claim it in their iron grasp.
It drips purple and brown, until the wounds dry.
A silver blade that shows a grin in it's reflection.
Blood that covers this black rose bud.
Unmarked graves of screaming souls.
No man shall ever set eyes on her again.
She driped the blood from her soul as she cut her life string.
Making her skin turn blue and purple.
Making the ground turn red and brown.
" what a great useless fool" are what the voices screamed to her.
The...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Apr 2014 11:04pm
15th Apr 2014 11:04pm
What mother would tell me.
Mother would tell me I was a pretty fair maid.
Father would tell me I was a beautiful angel.
Brother would tell me I was Gorgon.
Sister would tell me I was a siren from the deep.
But none of them actually knew they were actually being cruel.
Then I would cry all night.
To be given the lizards skin.
I can't control the storm inside.
While those voices only make it worse.
The faces of terror forever engraved upon their faces.
They tried to tell me what to be on the outside.
Forced the lipstick on my lips.
Well this demon will have her day....
Father would tell me I was a beautiful angel.
Brother would tell me I was Gorgon.
Sister would tell me I was a siren from the deep.
But none of them actually knew they were actually being cruel.
Then I would cry all night.
To be given the lizards skin.
I can't control the storm inside.
While those voices only make it worse.
The faces of terror forever engraved upon their faces.
They tried to tell me what to be on the outside.
Forced the lipstick on my lips.
Well this demon will have her day....
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2014 3:12am
23rd Mar 2014 3:12am
The trumpets of Angel's
The dog that bites and growls.
A crow that is laughing.
The raven with a demon eye.
It handles my soul with no care.
For I am a king.
And also a Queen.
I fall in this deep abyss.
That is made of fire.
The trumpets of Angel's that ablaze in my ears.
The lies of the snake.
All fuel my inner rage.
My soul forever perished in these flames of desire.
This longing for peace.
This longing for love.
This longing for death.
This is the flight of a raven.
Who's motherly love will lead me to my fate.
I walk through dark...
A crow that is laughing.
The raven with a demon eye.
It handles my soul with no care.
For I am a king.
And also a Queen.
I fall in this deep abyss.
That is made of fire.
The trumpets of Angel's that ablaze in my ears.
The lies of the snake.
All fuel my inner rage.
My soul forever perished in these flames of desire.
This longing for peace.
This longing for love.
This longing for death.
This is the flight of a raven.
Who's motherly love will lead me to my fate.
I walk through dark...
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2014 3:38am
22nd Mar 2014 3:38am
The Raven and a Spider
Thunder strike my heart.
On this cold night.
Its the call of the raven.
As he calls for my return from this noble cursade.
Its the fire that burns my skin.
It will be the cry of a child.
or is it my own cry of terror.
Its the grins of many faces.
Which is the screaming of my soul.
The spider swings down to me, as my arms and legs are all tied.
She swings, with legs of only 8.
Yes, it is a spider.
Its a spider who hits me with a belt.
It is a spider who locks my door and says " what a creature I am".
Its monsters who walk by my...
On this cold night.
Its the call of the raven.
As he calls for my return from this noble cursade.
Its the fire that burns my skin.
It will be the cry of a child.
or is it my own cry of terror.
Its the grins of many faces.
Which is the screaming of my soul.
The spider swings down to me, as my arms and legs are all tied.
She swings, with legs of only 8.
Yes, it is a spider.
Its a spider who hits me with a belt.
It is a spider who locks my door and says " what a creature I am".
Its monsters who walk by my...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Mar 2014 4:25am
17th Mar 2014 4:25am
Forsaken
To be taken and accepted then to be forsaken.
Is the worst betrayal of all.
Release my life to beginning another.
Standing on the chair of life and death.
With a black string tied around my neck.
The string that pulls and tugs.
Until im all blue and purple.
The fire of my desire.
Death lies behind this door.
To join this dark fire with him.
Would be my heavenly light.
For he fell into deaths embrace before me.
Locking my door that keeps me alive and healthy.
But I die ever so slowly inside.
This fever of my disease will forever spread in...
Is the worst betrayal of all.
Release my life to beginning another.
Standing on the chair of life and death.
With a black string tied around my neck.
The string that pulls and tugs.
Until im all blue and purple.
The fire of my desire.
Death lies behind this door.
To join this dark fire with him.
Would be my heavenly light.
For he fell into deaths embrace before me.
Locking my door that keeps me alive and healthy.
But I die ever so slowly inside.
This fever of my disease will forever spread in...
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 9:51pm
14th Mar 2014 9:51pm
The light of the rose
I touched a burning candle, I shall not burn.
Shoot me with a silver bullet its all the same.
Stab a stake through my heart.
Though I bled.
I feel no pain.
No, I'm not a creature of the night.
Its my heart that is burning not my flesh.
It stabs my heart with thousands of swords.
Its a dark fire.
That's burning through my soul.
Its the rage of my deepest desire.
This forest of my life is now ashes and dust.
Why can't I feel?
I should crack and peel.
I am drawn by my desire.
My lust for power.
My...
Shoot me with a silver bullet its all the same.
Stab a stake through my heart.
Though I bled.
I feel no pain.
No, I'm not a creature of the night.
Its my heart that is burning not my flesh.
It stabs my heart with thousands of swords.
Its a dark fire.
That's burning through my soul.
Its the rage of my deepest desire.
This forest of my life is now ashes and dust.
Why can't I feel?
I should crack and peel.
I am drawn by my desire.
My lust for power.
My...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Mar 2014 7:46pm
9th Mar 2014 7:46pm
So cold
Your face as fair as lace.
It brings me such comfort.
Your gaze has pierced my heart.
And I am brought to my knees by cupid.
Or is the devil?
Have you no pity?
Have you no love or passion for me?
You hit me with your sweet hate.
Your lies stab me like a blade.
You were my bright red rose in a flock of crows.
You were my dove in a field of ravens.
Now you have made my heart cold as clay.
This clay plays with my emotions.
Hardening me to the core.
How long I have loved you.
But I have drowned beneath your waves of hate....
It brings me such comfort.
Your gaze has pierced my heart.
And I am brought to my knees by cupid.
Or is the devil?
Have you no pity?
Have you no love or passion for me?
You hit me with your sweet hate.
Your lies stab me like a blade.
You were my bright red rose in a flock of crows.
You were my dove in a field of ravens.
Now you have made my heart cold as clay.
This clay plays with my emotions.
Hardening me to the core.
How long I have loved you.
But I have drowned beneath your waves of hate....
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