Dark Poems
#dark
Dark poetry encompasses a broad range of dark topics, from depression and sadness, to gothic poems about evil, and scary horror poetry. Darkness may also deal with subjects like death, suffering and grief.
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The Call of the Void
Aching, yearning, pulling
Fighting, claiming,
Calling
Always around, always demanding
To be known, acknowledged
Hidden in the dark. No, it is
The dark, oh, enticing danger
Personal, so close, that’s just
How things work, gotta dig the
Claws in, see the shimmering blood
To know all that can be known,
Inside and out
A possessive love, the worst
Of all, sickly sweet, nothing
That you need but everything you
Want. Draining, drowning. Nothing
And everything, all at once
The pit of...
Fighting, claiming,
Calling
Always around, always demanding
To be known, acknowledged
Hidden in the dark. No, it is
The dark, oh, enticing danger
Personal, so close, that’s just
How things work, gotta dig the
Claws in, see the shimmering blood
To know all that can be known,
Inside and out
A possessive love, the worst
Of all, sickly sweet, nothing
That you need but everything you
Want. Draining, drowning. Nothing
And everything, all at once
The pit of...
#dark
#emotions
#hurt #loneliness
#hurt #loneliness
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Expiration date
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
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A Charlie
#dark
#death
#disappointment #violence
#disappointment #violence
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Flicker
I saw the light break through the dark,
A trembling flame, a fragile spark.
For just a moment, I could breathe,
A fleeting dream, a chance to leave.
But shadows whispered in your voice,
And I was drowning in the choice.
Was it freedom calling me,
Or just a lie you let me see?
Let me go—
Just once, I’ll run.
Before the night
Eclipses the sun.
But your hands pull tight, I can’t escape,
A fleeting light consumed by fate.
I hear the echoes of my name,
A broken sound, a fleeting flame.
I thought I’d...
A trembling flame, a fragile spark.
For just a moment, I could breathe,
A fleeting dream, a chance to leave.
But shadows whispered in your voice,
And I was drowning in the choice.
Was it freedom calling me,
Or just a lie you let me see?
Let me go—
Just once, I’ll run.
Before the night
Eclipses the sun.
But your hands pull tight, I can’t escape,
A fleeting light consumed by fate.
I hear the echoes of my name,
A broken sound, a fleeting flame.
I thought I’d...
#dark
#emptiness
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#sadness
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Reckoning
You wear the night like a second skin,
A fragile truth I can’t begin.
You took my name, you took my face,
And left me drowning in your grace.
I see you now, the lie, the cage,
The twisted love, the boundless rage.
Tell me, was it ever real?
This hollow void I let you steal?
Face me now—
Take your crown.
Do you feel it breaking down?
Take my soul,
Burn me whole.
But I won’t beg—I won’t let go.
You’re in my blood, you’re in my breath,
A silent hymn, a living death.
You whisper promises I’ve heard...
A fragile truth I can’t begin.
You took my name, you took my face,
And left me drowning in your grace.
I see you now, the lie, the cage,
The twisted love, the boundless rage.
Tell me, was it ever real?
This hollow void I let you steal?
Face me now—
Take your crown.
Do you feel it breaking down?
Take my soul,
Burn me whole.
But I won’t beg—I won’t let go.
You’re in my blood, you’re in my breath,
A silent hymn, a living death.
You whisper promises I’ve heard...
#bittersweet
#dark
#emptiness
#frustration
#heartbroken
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Tot of Decadency
In the infinite obsidian twilight with a tot of decadency
a naked shadow of debauchery clinging to my soul
with a tongue of pearls caressing my prowess
on it's Odyssey dripping the scent of my Opus
with torrents of sighs in my sleepy time eyes
a naked shadow of debauchery clinging to my soul
with a tongue of pearls caressing my prowess
on it's Odyssey dripping the scent of my Opus
with torrents of sighs in my sleepy time eyes
#dark
#erotic
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Across the Land
For even on the highway to hell,
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
no redemption is found.
The detour leads deeper
where shadows confound.
No solace, no escape,
just eternal descent
Into the abyss
where suffering is sent.
#angels
#dark
#despair
#heaven
#hell
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Burn
Let me haunt your dreams,
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
but not in the way you think.
When my face blurs in your sleep,
let longing twist your heart,
a sickness in your chest
you can’t quite shake.
I used to want you,
now I want nothing
but to erase you from my mind,
to assassinate your name
from the echoes of my past.
I don’t have time for distractions,
So, I carve our names
into a black-and-white candle,
a sigil of love and loss.
A red string binds us,
our fates tangled,
woven tight,
as the witches...
#dark
#disappointment
#gothic
#horror
#night
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cower
my colors hurt today thrumming and throbbing tangeriene
witnessing the sunrise I look away
my dreams follow me into day
and I couldn't seem to shake the feeling of them
a surreal figure loom
watching me try to awaken
with a critical eye he snooped
purusing my light
today the sun rose red
my thoughts scatter and collected in the deep end
the depths vomitted him
careless of my reverie he demand attention from me
my melancholy hung back
she was in no mood to be attacked
her displeasure soon turned dark ...
witnessing the sunrise I look away
my dreams follow me into day
and I couldn't seem to shake the feeling of them
a surreal figure loom
watching me try to awaken
with a critical eye he snooped
purusing my light
today the sun rose red
my thoughts scatter and collected in the deep end
the depths vomitted him
careless of my reverie he demand attention from me
my melancholy hung back
she was in no mood to be attacked
her displeasure soon turned dark ...
#dark
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Ambrosial
it seems to be a stubborn human pattern
judging others by their entrance
yet still entranced...steeled and heavily hung
not my fault tho
if I walk into an opaqued room
& speak of my healing while concealing my dark magistrate
I'm instantly assumed to be all in my feelings
reeling in {my truth} kinda rude, yes?
if I make mention of pugilists & my trials
now suddenly I'm morbid & determined to wallow
in the gallows of falsified judgement ...
judging others by their entrance
yet still entranced...steeled and heavily hung
not my fault tho
if I walk into an opaqued room
& speak of my healing while concealing my dark magistrate
I'm instantly assumed to be all in my feelings
reeling in {my truth} kinda rude, yes?
if I make mention of pugilists & my trials
now suddenly I'm morbid & determined to wallow
in the gallows of falsified judgement ...
#dark
#forgiveness
#relationships
#sex
#TimeHeals
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Echoes
I remember the light once held in my hands,
A fleeting warmth, slipping through like sand.
Your shadow stretched across the sun,
A quiet promise, an undone one.
Now every breath is laced with ash,
A love that burns but doesn’t last.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
Just echoes tangled in the air.
Take me back—
To who I was.
Before the chains,
Before the loss.
But your voice still calls, a siren’s song,
And I don’t know where I belong.
I feel you moving beneath my skin,
A cruel addiction I let...
A fleeting warmth, slipping through like sand.
Your shadow stretched across the sun,
A quiet promise, an undone one.
Now every breath is laced with ash,
A love that burns but doesn’t last.
I reach for you, but you’re not there,
Just echoes tangled in the air.
Take me back—
To who I was.
Before the chains,
Before the loss.
But your voice still calls, a siren’s song,
And I don’t know where I belong.
I feel you moving beneath my skin,
A cruel addiction I let...
#apathy
#dark
#emptiness
#loneliness
#sadness
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Splintered
There’s a crack in the mirror,
A fracture in my skin.
Every step draws you nearer,
Every breath lets you in.
You’ve made a home inside my head,
Your whispers claw, your hunger spreads.
I tried to run, I tried to hide,
But now I’m splinters on the inside.
Break me down—
Make me less than whole.
Tear apart
What’s left of my soul.
I am the wound; you are the knife.
Splinter me—take what’s left of this life.
You take the pieces one by one,
A thief who works before the sun.
And in the shards, I see...
A fracture in my skin.
Every step draws you nearer,
Every breath lets you in.
You’ve made a home inside my head,
Your whispers claw, your hunger spreads.
I tried to run, I tried to hide,
But now I’m splinters on the inside.
Break me down—
Make me less than whole.
Tear apart
What’s left of my soul.
I am the wound; you are the knife.
Splinter me—take what’s left of this life.
You take the pieces one by one,
A thief who works before the sun.
And in the shards, I see...
#apathy
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#regret
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