Least Read Dark Poems
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Taste the Blade
See the pack of lies
ravenous wolves in wool sweaters
running on the ice within your eyes
until they fall to their deaths in
fake tears
Years ago I would have thought you
beautiful, but now I smell the horses
breath upon you and see the trampled
bodies over your shoulder, you’re a
liar and I hate you
A hatred that burns and leaves my
heart branded, it beats to the tempo
of war drums in the distance, I lose
myself in the smoke and choke on
the childhood memories
Your future is apocalyptic ...
ravenous wolves in wool sweaters
running on the ice within your eyes
until they fall to their deaths in
fake tears
Years ago I would have thought you
beautiful, but now I smell the horses
breath upon you and see the trampled
bodies over your shoulder, you’re a
liar and I hate you
A hatred that burns and leaves my
heart branded, it beats to the tempo
of war drums in the distance, I lose
myself in the smoke and choke on
the childhood memories
Your future is apocalyptic ...
#anger
#dark
#frustration #hate
#frustration #hate
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Grammatically Wrong!
My Furry Friend
O wear O wear can you bee?
My worry for you doesn't go free
I loose touch every now and then
Wondering if I will sea you again
From the depth of my soul too the core of my heart
I've been missing you since the start.
I red in the paper you seamed dayzed
Lost and confused and wandering for days
Until we meat again, I walk with a yolk around my neck
As worries and fears away they peck
At my heart and soul.
The heir around me grows very thin
Wondering if I'll ever win
To hold you in my arms again ...
O wear O wear can you bee?
My worry for you doesn't go free
I loose touch every now and then
Wondering if I will sea you again
From the depth of my soul too the core of my heart
I've been missing you since the start.
I red in the paper you seamed dayzed
Lost and confused and wandering for days
Until we meat again, I walk with a yolk around my neck
As worries and fears away they peck
At my heart and soul.
The heir around me grows very thin
Wondering if I'll ever win
To hold you in my arms again ...
#dark
#scary
#confusion
#FeelingLost
#fear
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Where's My Baby?
Part 1
They drug her by her hair
She kicked and screamed in despair
They bound her hands and feet
They carried her inside a bloody sheet
They threw her on a stump
Forcing her to position in a slump
They tore the sheet from round her head
A trio of sixes slowly bled
She sneered at her captives
In a language of madness
She vowed to exact revenge
Her words became a poisonous syringe
She mocked the performing priest
Her hatred for him increased
He bellowed the biblical scriptures
As the mass chanted the...
They drug her by her hair
She kicked and screamed in despair
They bound her hands and feet
They carried her inside a bloody sheet
They threw her on a stump
Forcing her to position in a slump
They tore the sheet from round her head
A trio of sixes slowly bled
She sneered at her captives
In a language of madness
She vowed to exact revenge
Her words became a poisonous syringe
She mocked the performing priest
Her hatred for him increased
He bellowed the biblical scriptures
As the mass chanted the...
#hate
#dark
#evil
#holiday
#witches
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Black and Red
It asked how I feel inside
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
and I replied
black and red
Are there other words to use instead
I’m sure there are but like I said,
black and red
If you peeled it all away
all that stays is
black and red
Bleeding like a river
as you start to shiver
a soft sweet whisper
black and red…
#dark
#MentalHealth
#murder
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Sinking
I took a sip of forever
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
from a glass half empty
as it sat upon a life less lived
in a corner of a dark room
A silence twice spoken
sees the man lie broken
jigsaw pieces filed down
so they never fit again
The one winged butterfly
spirals downward until the
once beautiful becomes cold
and alone
On the ocean with no land
in sight, tired of treading water
never more than a mile away
I sink in a pool of blood
#dark
#suffering
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Vanished in Your Void
Hit with splintered shards
cast from the piercing darkness
settled in your stare.
Invoking spells with hushed tones
that snake, coiling as shadows
with ardent effort.
It is neath this gaze
where my screams become silent
and I am no more.
cast from the piercing darkness
settled in your stare.
Invoking spells with hushed tones
that snake, coiling as shadows
with ardent effort.
It is neath this gaze
where my screams become silent
and I am no more.
#dark
#haiku
#relationships
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A Thousand Times
#dark
#violence
#fiction
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One More Sad Song
Looking out at the leafless branches of
a dead tree, I see the death inside of me
their vascularity reaches for the sky and
though life has left them, there is a lasting
sense to reason why
Suddenly I realize a multitude of lies
and the painful scars of memories from
a thousand useless tries, never succeeding
for the face value masses, they look so
different through blood colored glasses
Deep into the afterglow of a dream, the
seamless sea of peace teeming with
tingling sensations and silent screams
laughing at the...
a dead tree, I see the death inside of me
their vascularity reaches for the sky and
though life has left them, there is a lasting
sense to reason why
Suddenly I realize a multitude of lies
and the painful scars of memories from
a thousand useless tries, never succeeding
for the face value masses, they look so
different through blood colored glasses
Deep into the afterglow of a dream, the
seamless sea of peace teeming with
tingling sensations and silent screams
laughing at the...
#sadness
#dark
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Unbeknownst
I didn’t know that it would hurt so much,
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
fettered porcelain ankles draped in the
red clothes of agony, arms flailing against
the painful draperies that blind the self,
ever so slowly drowning in the guilt
Soft whispers claw at the ears telling
secrets, the truth is I was never worth
anything, nothing changes beneath the
rainbow of the chameleon and loss
brings the strongest flower to wilt
I’m tired of fighting, the best part of me
walks a desolate desert highway in
California, sun in my face, it was such
a good...
#anxiety
#dark
#frustration #shame
#frustration #shame
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Where's My Baby?
Part 2
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
The earth devoured her crimson wine
Fossilizing her spirit in a perfect brine
They wrap her baby in the goat’s remains
Scrutinizing its body for its mother’s reigns
They cut the umbilical cord and save the placenta
Jarring the afterbirth for a special agenda
They adopt a couple to protect their prize
Fully aware of the residual from her demise
They baptize the child in a nearby lake
Preparing the village for its mother’s wake
The child never cried not even once
Haunted by a blood moon for unknown months
She...
#anger
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
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Modern Problems
The indignity of discrimination
The injustice of persecution
The dishonor of division
The dissent to common law
The aboragation of reason
The erasure of history
The false narratives put forth
The editing of our lives to suit unreal ideals and fit unreachable goals
The modern pacifier the smartphone
The modern pastime the short vid
The modern threat ignorance
The modern ideal fantasy
We can do better
We should do better
We must do better
It is in our interest in survival to be better ...
...
The injustice of persecution
The dishonor of division
The dissent to common law
The aboragation of reason
The erasure of history
The false narratives put forth
The editing of our lives to suit unreal ideals and fit unreachable goals
The modern pacifier the smartphone
The modern pastime the short vid
The modern threat ignorance
The modern ideal fantasy
We can do better
We should do better
We must do better
It is in our interest in survival to be better ...
...
#love
#hope
#dark
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This Feeling
I...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
am a ghost,
inhabiting these brittle bones,
wearing a suit of armour made from flesh and skin,
though it's not much good as armour.
Doesn't stop the bullets that shoot from tongues around you,
and it does naught to protect the mind.
Spinning clockwise in a counter-clockwise world around me?
That's me.
I'm lost,
somewhere between point A and point B I slip into non-existence.
I glide through a crowd like a shadow,
unnoticed,
unacknowledged.
I am the sum of all the shards of my shattered...
#dark
#depression
#despair
#emptiness
#loneliness
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