Currently I've been working on a new set of poems.
I'm a dark writer, so it involves death, killing, pain, heart ache, sorrow, and more.
Like I said I'm only writing thoughts down.
So I may edit them, most likely will.
Right now I see them as "fit".
Pain
Let the night soar into the sky.
Let the cold fill your body.
The pain pierced through her skull.
Die.
The man shouts.
Over and over again.
Never stopping the torture.
Her body fell numb beneath the stone cold ground.
Her eyes stared blankly.
Like one who is blind.
Her mind drifted.
Into a long endless sleep.
The One
Her heart beat for him.
The one true love.
The one she wished to spend the rest of her life with.
The one she cared so much for.
The one that spent every waking moment with her.
The one that didn’t use I Love You for granted.
The one that cried with her, for her, to her.
The one that.
Never existed.
Loving That One
Tears ran down her red cheeks.
Everyone says she weak.
But no-body can see.
Her heart aches.
For the love she gave.
To him.
No one can replace him.
Her veins die out.
Pouring blood on the ground.
She cries… inside.
Falling apart.
Slowly faded from humanity.
Black Hole
Sorrow fills her head.
Like a baby that is dead.
Why can’t they see?
The dark part of me.
Overcoming the beauty within.
But all that are sins.
And yes they win.
Her soul.
Filling that black hole.
Him
Her heart opens up.
For him to take.
He reaches, and reaches.
Then falls.
Causing ciaos.
Within.
She dies tonight.
That blade taking her life.
To meet with him.
Laughing at Me
Why do you laugh at me?
Calling me names.
It doesn’t work that way.
You’re supposed to be by me.
Instead of off with her.
Sinning.
Never forgiving.
Just winning.
The game.
Why do you laugh me?
Calling me names.
Killing my soul.
Can’t you see?
I’m fading like your voice fades into my mind.
Why can’t you see?
The darkest side of me.
Is you.
His Heart
My number ran through his head.
Calling to me.
Like the deep dark sea.
Just call me.
Instead you keep me waiting for you.
I won’t wait forever.
No Not Forever.
My love why don’t you just call me?
Hug me.
Kiss Me.
Love me.
Beneath the stars.
Why can’t you see?
I love thee.
Trailing Through Closed Doors
His heart increased.
As the pain grew deep.
His mind trailing through closed doors.
He might put up a fight.
Or die tonight.
His body couldn’t do it.
Failing him.
But his mind kept trailing through closed doors.
Saving him through darkness.
His mind some how opening all those closed doors.
The Dark Side Of Me
Why can’t you see the darkest side of me.
I used to care.
But now I despair.
Killing things in my path.
Shading my tears from the light.
The darkest side of me is here now.
I used to love, cherish the ones that took me under their wing.
But now I cry, hide my sorrow.
Taking it all the way till tomorrow.
The next day I shed my skin.
Taking the pain away.
But it never fades.
Instead only building up, like a bubble that won’t pop.
Why cant you see the darkest side of me, isn’t any good.
I'm not sure what I think of the last one.
I'm still trying to conjure up how I thought of it.
Usually I put my poems into songs.
And I did will that one.
It made sense in my mind and soul.
But written, it feels akward.
I'm a dark writer, so it involves death, killing, pain, heart ache, sorrow, and more.
Like I said I'm only writing thoughts down.
So I may edit them, most likely will.
Right now I see them as "fit".
Pain
Let the night soar into the sky.
Let the cold fill your body.
The pain pierced through her skull.
Die.
The man shouts.
Over and over again.
Never stopping the torture.
Her body fell numb beneath the stone cold ground.
Her eyes stared blankly.
Like one who is blind.
Her mind drifted.
Into a long endless sleep.
The One
Her heart beat for him.
The one true love.
The one she wished to spend the rest of her life with.
The one she cared so much for.
The one that spent every waking moment with her.
The one that didn’t use I Love You for granted.
The one that cried with her, for her, to her.
The one that.
Never existed.
Loving That One
Tears ran down her red cheeks.
Everyone says she weak.
But no-body can see.
Her heart aches.
For the love she gave.
To him.
No one can replace him.
Her veins die out.
Pouring blood on the ground.
She cries… inside.
Falling apart.
Slowly faded from humanity.
Black Hole
Sorrow fills her head.
Like a baby that is dead.
Why can’t they see?
The dark part of me.
Overcoming the beauty within.
But all that are sins.
And yes they win.
Her soul.
Filling that black hole.
Him
Her heart opens up.
For him to take.
He reaches, and reaches.
Then falls.
Causing ciaos.
Within.
She dies tonight.
That blade taking her life.
To meet with him.
Laughing at Me
Why do you laugh at me?
Calling me names.
It doesn’t work that way.
You’re supposed to be by me.
Instead of off with her.
Sinning.
Never forgiving.
Just winning.
The game.
Why do you laugh me?
Calling me names.
Killing my soul.
Can’t you see?
I’m fading like your voice fades into my mind.
Why can’t you see?
The darkest side of me.
Is you.
His Heart
My number ran through his head.
Calling to me.
Like the deep dark sea.
Just call me.
Instead you keep me waiting for you.
I won’t wait forever.
No Not Forever.
My love why don’t you just call me?
Hug me.
Kiss Me.
Love me.
Beneath the stars.
Why can’t you see?
I love thee.
Trailing Through Closed Doors
His heart increased.
As the pain grew deep.
His mind trailing through closed doors.
He might put up a fight.
Or die tonight.
His body couldn’t do it.
Failing him.
But his mind kept trailing through closed doors.
Saving him through darkness.
His mind some how opening all those closed doors.
The Dark Side Of Me
Why can’t you see the darkest side of me.
I used to care.
But now I despair.
Killing things in my path.
Shading my tears from the light.
The darkest side of me is here now.
I used to love, cherish the ones that took me under their wing.
But now I cry, hide my sorrow.
Taking it all the way till tomorrow.
The next day I shed my skin.
Taking the pain away.
But it never fades.
Instead only building up, like a bubble that won’t pop.
Why cant you see the darkest side of me, isn’t any good.
I'm not sure what I think of the last one.
I'm still trying to conjure up how I thought of it.
Usually I put my poems into songs.
And I did will that one.
It made sense in my mind and soul.
But written, it feels akward.
