heart of the young girl
Anger and frustration tear at the soul
Like razors tearing at the worn tissue
Damaging always and forever
Nor stitch could stop the bleeding
Hyperventilation lingers on her mouth
The slowness of her pain strikes her with fear
The dying is...
hellfire burns in my icey eyes that see no reflection in my soul. the stench of damnation lies beyond me filling my mind with acts of terror and destruction. i feel the icey chill of the fire consume me in a shadow of embrace that devours me into numbness. i become one with all...
wrap me in a cloak of all consuming shadow as i dance to my damnation. devils scream in joyous hate as angels weep crystal tears of sorrow upon the world bellow. throw my withered soul into the infinite abyss of existence gone forever with love in your heart.and a smile on your...
Galaxy of many thoughts
scattered like burning stars
Some more luminous then others
Insignificant memories left untouched or
Long forgotten like lost love
At times it's difficult to decipher
Illusions from reality
Ambushed by masses of thoughts at once
Leaving my physical form...
damn me with wisdom of the high above. reap me with you gentle touch and sever the strings of my heart. destroy me with kindness and raise me with hate. tear my soul to pieces with your love and then stitch me together with you disgust. lower me with angel wings and raise me when...
hollow shadow grows
It creeps in, whispering
How do I stand
How do I walk
How do I fight
They fall now
Those fake smiles
The twinkle in my eyes
Do easy to fool those near
So powerful the urge
To slip back to the shadows
It would be so easy
So easy to...
Green daises and fluorescent skies
Cold sun peers through the thigh of clouds
Heavy oceans bleed life.
Future lies in the souls of the past
Time now obsolete
Voices confined in tombs
you all thought i was unbreakable but this whole time.. this whole ******* time i was broken. every day. every damn day i break more but no one ******* sees it because i hide it. now do you see the real me? the me that is weak while you thought i was strong? my body is an art...
Shadows dance across my vision like echo's of memories long faded from my mind. Blinding darkness wraps around me in a embracing touch that numbs my withering heart. liquid sadness trickles down my face as my eyes bleed rubies of blood falling to the ground as crimson rage...
Blessed with a gift
worded creations are just a lift
A guide to brighten a darkened day
some may often say...
your words are of pain to another there of pleasure
inspired by death delighted with failure
your life is a bore
and days are numbered.
Crumbled up thoughts of false truths soiled in droplets of hurt
Unfolded in frustration
Clouded windows reflect scribbled words of Defamation
Deception dancing on its limp surface; taunting its receiver
Tongues spitting judgment
Eyes penetrating through rusted shields
Close your eyes and take a breathe
Feel the lash lick fire across your skin
The burn ignites a hunger raging
Is it dream ...
You close your eyes to ignore the lust and concentrate on my voice
The only thing in this darkness you can cling too
Smoky sweet coming from the gloom
I've been writing dark poetry for a year and a half now.Heres one I recently created.
I run my razor across my skin.
I sigh as the fun part begins.
The blood slowly leaks out,
I sigh in pleasure as I stare
at my metallic treasure. I
cant help but giggle...