DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
21st Mar 2025 1:16am
21st Mar 2025 1:16am
Love Deprivation Will Kill Me More Than Anything
I could be positive all I want to, love myself all I want to, but I know this loneliness is killing me. Not just emotionally but physically.
I know that I can't rely on people entirely, so it's easier to suffer in silence.
Even thinking about the expectations required for a friendship makes me want to go into a deep, deep sleep.
So many times, by so many people, I've been called selfish when all I've ever tried to do was be a wonderful lover and a wonderful friend.
I really can't respond to people's needs anymore. I can't be the understanding person...
I know that I can't rely on people entirely, so it's easier to suffer in silence.
Even thinking about the expectations required for a friendship makes me want to go into a deep, deep sleep.
So many times, by so many people, I've been called selfish when all I've ever tried to do was be a wonderful lover and a wonderful friend.
I really can't respond to people's needs anymore. I can't be the understanding person...
#dark
#loneliness
#sadness
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MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 9:38pm
18th Mar 2025 9:38pm
(Randy Orton Heel Theme 2025) The Voices Never Lie
Verse 1
Listen closely as they speak to me
They tell me what you need to be
Broken, battered, on your knees
Following their commands with ease
I can't resist what they prescribe
Their words cut deep inside
Chorus
The voices never lie
They tell me what to do
The voices never lie
And now they're coming for you
The voices never lie
(They never, never lie)
Verse 2
Crawling deeper in my mind
Leaving sanity behind
They paint pictures crystal clear
Of all the ways to bring you fear
Every strike...
Listen closely as they speak to me
They tell me what you need to be
Broken, battered, on your knees
Following their commands with ease
I can't resist what they prescribe
Their words cut deep inside
Chorus
The voices never lie
They tell me what to do
The voices never lie
And now they're coming for you
The voices never lie
(They never, never lie)
Verse 2
Crawling deeper in my mind
Leaving sanity behind
They paint pictures crystal clear
Of all the ways to bring you fear
Every strike...
#anger
#dark
#evil
#hate
#scary
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MrBlack
Mr Black
Mr Black
Poem Published
18th Mar 2025 8:42pm
18th Mar 2025 8:42pm
Fade Away
Lyrics
Watch me fade tonight
In this cold light
Your eyes so bright
As I say goodbye
[Verse 1]
Looking back at me
What do you see?
Skin so pale and thin
Where should we begin?
Time keeps moving slow
As the blood flows
Through these open veins
Washing away pain
Can't take anymore
Of this endless war
Between you and I
Time to say goodbye
[Pre-chorus]
Every mark upon my skin tells a tale
Of battles fought within that made me fail
Looking in your eyes, I see the truth
No...
Watch me fade tonight
In this cold light
Your eyes so bright
As I say goodbye
[Verse 1]
Looking back at me
What do you see?
Skin so pale and thin
Where should we begin?
Time keeps moving slow
As the blood flows
Through these open veins
Washing away pain
Can't take anymore
Of this endless war
Between you and I
Time to say goodbye
[Pre-chorus]
Every mark upon my skin tells a tale
Of battles fought within that made me fail
Looking in your eyes, I see the truth
No...
#dark
#depression
#sadness #suicide
#sadness #suicide
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
13th Mar 2025 5:35pm
13th Mar 2025 5:35pm
Afterglows
The bourbon goes down smooth
ai this back table
in a tragically dim lit room
staring into a glass
half full of regret and half empty of hope
never mind the Spring, inside
It’s still cold
An afternoon delight held in one hand
is a walking disaster
with no escape plan
the warmth of a swallow
makes far a worthwhile undertow
lights out for T town can you
count the afterglows
ai this back table
in a tragically dim lit room
staring into a glass
half full of regret and half empty of hope
never mind the Spring, inside
It’s still cold
An afternoon delight held in one hand
is a walking disaster
with no escape plan
the warmth of a swallow
makes far a worthwhile undertow
lights out for T town can you
count the afterglows
#dark
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Nvmb
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
12th Mar 2025 7:36pm
The First Fragments...
I. The First Prayer
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
It happens deep into the night, in the heavy dark that feels too thick to breathe through. A darkness that tastes of copper and dust, ancient and patient. His body betrays him first—stiff, useless, as if his bones have turned to iron and his lungs are filling with sand.
He tries to move. He cannot. He tries to scream. His mouth stays closed, locked by some unseen hand.
And then he sees it.
Someone at the foot of his bed. No, not someone—*something*, though that word is too small for the wrongness standing there. A figure that...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
#loneliness
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
12th Mar 2025 5:32pm
12th Mar 2025 5:32pm
Straight Up
I still stand straight up
dry fucked by the universe
bad memories pour over me
sticky like blood
Sour but still salty
just the rim of a margarita glass
tongue lashed and drank in kind
a tore down rebuilt Frankenstein
Everything slips from hand
I don’t understand any of it
the beauty is I don’t have to
the whole of existence can shove it
A blip in the space time continuum
ruling my own universe
conversely eluding any form of realty
straight up constant duality
dry fucked by the universe
bad memories pour over me
sticky like blood
Sour but still salty
just the rim of a margarita glass
tongue lashed and drank in kind
a tore down rebuilt Frankenstein
Everything slips from hand
I don’t understand any of it
the beauty is I don’t have to
the whole of existence can shove it
A blip in the space time continuum
ruling my own universe
conversely eluding any form of realty
straight up constant duality
#dark
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moroccanpoet
Poem Published
11th Mar 2025 00:35am
11th Mar 2025 00:35am
Desire in the Time of Pain
#boredom
#dark
55 reads
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
10th Mar 2025 10:02pm
10th Mar 2025 10:02pm
Suicidal Jodi
Jodi Arias.
[Alia laughs]
How do you want me?
Just like that.
Like that?
Yeah.
[Alia makes clicking noise with her mouth]
Wish I could say I wasn't crazy,
but I'm psycho, babe.
I'm suicidal Jodi.
Obsessed to death,
keep texting and texting,
accomplishing nothing.
I know you're gone.
But no one's never gone in my heart,
and that's the problem.
The dark side has shown,
and for that,
I must die.
Wish I could say I wasn't crazy,
but I'm...
[Alia laughs]
How do you want me?
Just like that.
Like that?
Yeah.
[Alia makes clicking noise with her mouth]
Wish I could say I wasn't crazy,
but I'm psycho, babe.
I'm suicidal Jodi.
Obsessed to death,
keep texting and texting,
accomplishing nothing.
I know you're gone.
But no one's never gone in my heart,
and that's the problem.
The dark side has shown,
and for that,
I must die.
Wish I could say I wasn't crazy,
but I'm...
#dark
#heartbroken
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Nvmb
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 4:59am
7th Mar 2025 4:59am
A Hymn From the Hollow
I dreamed I was whole once—
or something stitched from ash,
fingers tracing hollow names
down walls that never asked.
She moves beneath the skin,
a hymn behind my tongue,
whispers wrapped in copper wire—
"Stay... stay... come undone."
Am I still breathing—
or just the echo of her touch?
Carved beneath the surface,
a husk in love with rust.
Veins blooming through stone,
her voice in every crack,
the crows call out in distant tongues—
I know she's pulling me back.
I wear her weight...
or something stitched from ash,
fingers tracing hollow names
down walls that never asked.
She moves beneath the skin,
a hymn behind my tongue,
whispers wrapped in copper wire—
"Stay... stay... come undone."
Am I still breathing—
or just the echo of her touch?
Carved beneath the surface,
a husk in love with rust.
Veins blooming through stone,
her voice in every crack,
the crows call out in distant tongues—
I know she's pulling me back.
I wear her weight...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
160 reads
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msbellepoetry43
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 1:10am
7th Mar 2025 1:10am
Warm bodies, with cold souls
You APPEAR to be a WARM, and
WHOLESOME PERSON on
the OUTSIDE,
but an UNFRIENDLY
PERSON that's is COLD,
You Have NO INTENTIONS
of BEING POLITE
in fact, you are
EXTREMELY BOLD,
You are a WARM BODY,
with a COLD-HEARTED SOUL,
People FLEE FROM YOU,
wherever you GO.
You have a
NEGATIVE PERSONA,
everytime you come
AROUND,
When you bring a
NEGATIVE VIBE,
IT BRINGS ALL OF US DOWN. ...
WHOLESOME PERSON on
the OUTSIDE,
but an UNFRIENDLY
PERSON that's is COLD,
You Have NO INTENTIONS
of BEING POLITE
in fact, you are
EXTREMELY BOLD,
You are a WARM BODY,
with a COLD-HEARTED SOUL,
People FLEE FROM YOU,
wherever you GO.
You have a
NEGATIVE PERSONA,
everytime you come
AROUND,
When you bring a
NEGATIVE VIBE,
IT BRINGS ALL OF US DOWN. ...
#dark
#evil
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DarkPopPrincess
Poem Published
6th Mar 2025 3:37pm
6th Mar 2025 3:37pm
Their Worst Client
It was at the same hospital I was abused in that a white, thin, blonde girl who ran the art group said I was her worst client.
"My worst clients are usually the most artistic." Damn, that cut deeper a sword straight through my gut.
I see nothing in her pretty smile and pretty girl look. Just another vapid looking social media influencer looking to make some quick cash grabs and scam people. Another Christian, pristine look. Clean on the outside, but dirty underneath.
But at the end of the day, I'm still the bad apple Eve took partake in and gobbled...
"My worst clients are usually the most artistic." Damn, that cut deeper a sword straight through my gut.
I see nothing in her pretty smile and pretty girl look. Just another vapid looking social media influencer looking to make some quick cash grabs and scam people. Another Christian, pristine look. Clean on the outside, but dirty underneath.
But at the end of the day, I'm still the bad apple Eve took partake in and gobbled...
#dark
#hypocrisy
#lies
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Thor_Azine
Poem Published
5th Mar 2025 6:06pm
5th Mar 2025 6:06pm
Blood flows
Her blood flows
the last beats of a heart compose
a symphony of fear that echoes
the moon hangs in hallowed night
a blade glistens in the light
A sexual sacrament
blood and cum, life and death
thrusting through her final breath
dripping our souls upon the altar
licking lips to taste the rapture
His blood flows
rushing through veins it goes
chasing the feeling that grows
the mystical mysteries of life
erotic is the edge of my knife
the last beats of a heart compose
a symphony of fear that echoes
the moon hangs in hallowed night
a blade glistens in the light
A sexual sacrament
blood and cum, life and death
thrusting through her final breath
dripping our souls upon the altar
licking lips to taste the rapture
His blood flows
rushing through veins it goes
chasing the feeling that grows
the mystical mysteries of life
erotic is the edge of my knife
#dark
#death
#erotic
12 reads
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