ThePalestRider
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:27am
6th Feb 2025 3:27am
The God Tower
Tower of scarlet bordered in gold
Sacred in grim numerals align
Ascent into heaven divine
Where the maws gape fourfold
Faithful around below
Three the numbers intone
Flagellants with blood to show
Gore spattering withered stone
Adornment on the spire
A mosaic in crimson array
The pain of unyielding fire
Thrones in a night without day
Void whispers despair
Sacred shapes in eerie light
Creations dirge in the air
Faith evermore in bleak, eternal night
Sacred in grim numerals align
Ascent into heaven divine
Where the maws gape fourfold
Faithful around below
Three the numbers intone
Flagellants with blood to show
Gore spattering withered stone
Adornment on the spire
A mosaic in crimson array
The pain of unyielding fire
Thrones in a night without day
Void whispers despair
Sacred shapes in eerie light
Creations dirge in the air
Faith evermore in bleak, eternal night
#dark
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PunkPoe
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:19am
6th Feb 2025 3:19am
March of Ides are Afraid
March of Ides are Afraid”
Something billowing haunts March
Torturing the essence of the heart
Unknown the smithereens it brings
Lies upon Hades’ heathens wings
Shallow are ones smothered in regret
Dancing jagged thorns never to forget
Numbness flows within hollow veins
Will infinity forthcoming be in flames?
Way of the warriors extend your blade
Take out evil-doers consumed with hate
Crawling the skin just chillin like a villain
Eden's fruit beget sin, wikked was forgiven
Enraged...
Something billowing haunts March
Torturing the essence of the heart
Unknown the smithereens it brings
Lies upon Hades’ heathens wings
Shallow are ones smothered in regret
Dancing jagged thorns never to forget
Numbness flows within hollow veins
Will infinity forthcoming be in flames?
Way of the warriors extend your blade
Take out evil-doers consumed with hate
Crawling the skin just chillin like a villain
Eden's fruit beget sin, wikked was forgiven
Enraged...
#dark
#death
#fear
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 00:25am
6th Feb 2025 00:25am
quiet affection
I'm quietly waiting, exhale and breathe
the dark ebbs and flows with an intensity it's hard to explain
sincerity in a feeling, I think it loves me, sometimes
caressing the notion, then revolt
it comes close during the day so kind
then night comes and it eats my terror
fear a neccesary factor in this odd relationship
respect being paramount
to take him for granted, would infuriate this being
twist the horror and bring it into understanding, he desires my company
we walk together in the daylight and I discuss all manner of topics ...
the dark ebbs and flows with an intensity it's hard to explain
sincerity in a feeling, I think it loves me, sometimes
caressing the notion, then revolt
it comes close during the day so kind
then night comes and it eats my terror
fear a neccesary factor in this odd relationship
respect being paramount
to take him for granted, would infuriate this being
twist the horror and bring it into understanding, he desires my company
we walk together in the daylight and I discuss all manner of topics ...
#dark
#love
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 8:25pm
5th Feb 2025 8:25pm
gone
holding tight to sanity, I feel it slipping away
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
tender moments of madness, make me fear
my monsters are nicer than people
they make me laugh and I slip sideways into their world
they're never too busy to talk
amusing phantoms they entertain
telling me secrets of the universes
I'm amazed left with more questions
until I delve too deeply and I'm drawn in
lost in their world
my friends disappear
reality bends then alters
my thoughts warp
everything looks different
and I wander deeper in still
errant in...
#dark
#MentalHealth
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NP_NP
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:18pm
5th Feb 2025 3:18pm
Runaway
So you want to run away, then go, I won’t stop you, you said. I was no older than six or seven. I rose, walked to that door— I knew, somehow, this was not home.
My little brother trailed behind, and I, with stubborn heart, set off to find the parents who’d left us behind. Love was a distant thing, but I was determined to find it, even if they never gave it.
I dragged the dog along, his paws stumbling in the dust. The gate loomed, larger than anything I had ever seen— but I pulled it open, the metal stick unlatching and with it, I felt the surge of freedom. ...
My little brother trailed behind, and I, with stubborn heart, set off to find the parents who’d left us behind. Love was a distant thing, but I was determined to find it, even if they never gave it.
I dragged the dog along, his paws stumbling in the dust. The gate loomed, larger than anything I had ever seen— but I pulled it open, the metal stick unlatching and with it, I felt the surge of freedom. ...
#dark
#despair
#hurt
#sadness
#suffering
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NP_NP
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:06pm
5th Feb 2025 3:06pm
Star
I walk this street now without fear, But the first time I returned, I wanted to tear down the sign, The one that said Royce Drive. When I thought I had moved on, Whispers reached my ear, Destiny points and says "You and her, You haven’t faced the darkness yet.”
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
Little me rushes to my side, Grabbing my hand, Squeezing it tight. Together, we open each door, Each one hiding a story Too grim for words.
The first words ring in my ear— "Get the bitch out of my face. "The first words my mother ever spoke to me. Some things, I could have lived without knowing. ...
#dark
#death
#evil
#horror
#sadness
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Pete_25
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 8:07am
5th Feb 2025 8:07am
Black Box
This black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
I keep my soul
Thoughts kept locked
In control?
Behind the smiles
A heart of glass
The agony piles
All things must pass?
The pain and tears
The ticking clocks
All thoughts and fears
In this black box
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #MentalHealth
#dark #MentalHealth
102 reads
10 Comments
michaelslove2
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
5th Feb 2025 7:05am
Her Picture
HER PICTURE
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
“Here it is Lyle,” Gary said handing him the picture. Lyle reached up from the hospital bed and
winced. The pain was excruciating.
“Who is she?” Gary asked. “I know I've seen her somewhere.”
“She's special,” Lyle said, looking into her crystal blue eyes smiling a little.
“Do you know her?” Gary asked.
“Yeah. Yeah I do,” Lyle said. “In a different sort of way maybe we all do.”
Gary grunted. “How you feeling buddy?”
“Okay,” Lyle said looking at his friend. “Just a little weak. It's...
#anxiety
#confusion
#dark #fear
#dark #fear
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smackdownraven
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
5th Feb 2025 3:52am
shine
sulking in the shadows
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
solace doesn't find me, sadness does
my peace altered by fear
the lurking phantoms, always about
torturing my thoughts
with gruesome scenarios
a heavy debt, for my association with the deep dark
swimming well enough in the depths
until my emotional sharks, come through and pull me under
it's out of my hands
it's a cold place, of no favor
I'm not highly redeemed in this place
I am known for being cruel
it's my response to these beings
my gentleness shows
until it doesn't ...
#anxiety
#dark
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crimsin
Unveiling
Unveiling
Poem Published
5th Feb 2025 2:00am
5th Feb 2025 2:00am
witchery
jaded art speaks of violence
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
in my shadowy theater
creatures whose fangs glisten are listening
they hunger for the words that will release them
sit a spell and evoke danger
twist the desire it hesitates
waiting for what I'm unsure
valuable wisdom to be sure
secreting the blood lust
your horns show
nothing is as wicked
derelict of hope you go into the night
with a mission of intent
deadly sloth of necromancy
reanimating something you saw on t.v.
spill the need the tarmac is listening
a host of...
#dark
#witches
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Green_Arrow
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
4th Feb 2025 3:33am
She Looked And Saw A Gun Aimed
Linda was getting herself ready.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
She has been invited to Amanda's party.
Then, she heard a noise.
She Looked And saw a gun aimed.
Her dead corpse was found in Falmouth.
#dark
#death
#fiction
#friendship
#home
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Drieks
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 2:19am
4th Feb 2025 2:19am
Too many bad days
So many. Had to burn ‘em.
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
Bad days reflect my sad face,
feeling fractured space behind my sternum.
Nobody likes me.
I’m pretty sure it’s because there’s nobody
like me.
Not even my shadow beside me can settle
the light.
See?
Too many bad days? Might be.
Said with a red face? Most likely.
Sadness, anger, disbelief.
The last three stages of life.
Madness led me to relief,
awareness built my hive for me.
Way too many sad days.
Too...
#dark
#depression
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
#LifeStruggles #SelfHarm
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4 Comments
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