Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,481)

Damm I suck,
Not good enough,
Not for anyone,
And its frustrating!

Tried my hands on,
Fixing broken stuffs,
They became worst,
Than it actually was.

And then I tried,
Entering poetry contests,
Only to be denied,
Of reaching top spot!

Forget about a life,
Who gives a damm?
f*cking loser I am,
Loneliness my fate.

What am I good at?
Every corner a dead end,
Give me a god damm sign,
That I am not useless!

Am I screwed for life?
Everything I do goes wrong,
Why do you save me so many times?
Why do I breathe still?

Even the army thinks I am a waste,
Spending good money on me to train,
Im off the hook with nothing to lose ,
Feeling my contribution is of no use.

I can't sing or dance,
Nor sell a pair of socks,
Even the priests avoid me,
Too much trouble I think.

I am left in the dark,
Not knowing what to do,
When you're not sure of yourselves,
What's the point in hanging around.

Another one bites the dust,
I've got the worst of luck,
Living on this world so aimlessly,
Oh why am I still here Lord?

Sleepless at night,
I cry deep inside,
It hurts so bad,
And it still does.

Void is not even close,
To describe someone lame,
I am ten times more,
Than the words above.

Am I good with kids?
I will never know,
Coz I am living alone,
Without someone to love.

Now I am very upset,
Have no skills or talent,
Poetry is all that I had,
But now I close the hatch.

By the way if you're reading this,
I am pouring all my heart out here,
Coz I am giving up on myself,
And will end this poem as my very last.

I have been here so very long
It seems like a lifetime to me
But it is not
That will only occur
When all is said and done
There can be no escape
When there are no bars or walls
Or locked doors that cannot
Be opened, when in reality
They do not even exist
But it is torture, just the same
I still feel the barbed wire
That bleeds me
And the demons that haunt me
And tear at my very soul
Only loneliness brings me comfort
As it is my only companion
For I have been abandoned
Sadly, not by you
But by me

The road appeared different today
Perhaps it was the grey dank sky
That bled desolation
That made it look
As if misery had overtaken it

Scattered boxes, riotous revelry mementos
Lay discarded, abandoned by humanity
(Or some may say inhumanity)
And brightly coloured lids, when asked
Mostly replied, “Ham Cheese and Pineapple”

Fresh holes, those pock marked decaying scars
Seeming devoid of any compassion
What scurrying animals had left
In a flurry of desperation, but unknown to them
Would never let them escape their misery

And the trees, as if with wanton need
Had shed their belongings
Retreating, seeking another guise
As if desperation, always looked better
When barren and naked

The road looked different today
As if misery had strolled on by
And left that odour of hopelessness
Maybe I should not have walked that way
But it was my only path

From a far distance I traced the city outline
Watching it become a shadow as the sun starts to fall behind
I elevate my mind beyond the highest peaks
Thats where temptation wanders and the devil begins to speak to me
Sometimes I listen and other times I glow
Something like a halo but its the noose that tries to break my bones
Searching through the chaos just to find some peace
I try to spread my wings but gravity wont let me leave
I found inspiration somewhere along the interstate
Something about the sunset I know one day will lead me to my grace
I met a woman named Faith but her face I could not see
It was tattooed and scarred with stitches where her eyes once use to be
She wore a tattered white dress yellowing from mold
She opened up her hands and her eyes were sewn into her palms
One showed me heaven and the other one showed me hell
Overwhelming my conscious mind and my soul began to spill
At the speed of thought the dead and broken started pulling me down
Unwilling to let my earthbound body to escape this shaky ground
But if this is my heaven and hell then I have the choice to leave
To separate myself from unholy wars and rewrite the pages of my destiny


~ JJF ~

This haunted temple of mine inside is just a spirit prison...
Housing cold dark spirits that control my every thought...
I have not chosen these frozen and unholy written visions...
And though I'm blessed, I am a mess, and thoroughly possessed...

I would love to choose, the words I've used, to create a new tomorrow...
Ghosts inside have taken over and gotten the best of me...
I've lost control, of my sick soul, there's nothing left to borrow...
I can't compete, I'm incomplete, there's no love left just sorrow...

Exorcisms failed to force from where these demons roam...
Ghostly rebel spirits have now made me their new home...
An abduction of, who I once was, a pure and innocent child...
Ghostwriters in me, are obviously, the one's that wrote this poem....

Shoulder to shoulder Army and Marines
21st century soldier lethal killing machines
Were to take this strong hold and set nations free
Starting with ridding this city from insurgent filled streets
Gave civilians early warning tomorrow we'll invade
Closing in to the center until our enemies are laid waste
If you remained in the city then you're presumed to be a threat
Honestly I've never felt so alive to see so much death
Remove emotions, suppress fears, then move on to the bridge
No mechanism support for this battle just our strong wills to live
From house to house we kicked down every single door
Fueled by adrenaline and hate from the first twenty-six days at war
Prepared to engage in any hand to hand combat
Enclosed battle zones allow for these kind of attacks
Its a different feeling to pull a trigger and watch the bodies fall
Then to fight human eye to human eye bare knuckled in a brawl
Pulling blade from sheath then stabbing the threat seven times in his side
Compassion is a but ghost when its his life or mine
Three more times into the ribs until there was nothing left in his eyes
The day I befriended fear and I brought my knife to a gun fight

Fallujah 11/9/04
3rd & 5th
~ JJF~

drenched deep in sadness
falling into shadows
salted water
rising from
the deepest ocean
burning down
the cheeks

softest feeling
breaking inside
drinking from
the cup of darkness
most painful
of all emotions
a broken heart

alone a nightmare
the mind breaking
fried sleepless
shattering one dream
howling from the soul
gritting teeth
at pain
in this cruel world

the heart sinks
towards hell
a lonely Christmas
light of love
burning one candle
searching space
sending warmth
through a prayer
thanking him

stirring darkness
into the light
cold howling winds
clouds within nightmares
windows of dreams misted
fingers drawing
love tears

the deepest being
that once saw
a soft light
smiled with happiness
when it butterfly waltzed
with every beat

dreams where so beautiful
they where fairytales
shooting stars
where wishes granted
my Christmas
cried myself
to sleep
destiny filled with emotion
feelings shadows loneliness
in the horizon of my dreams

There's a craziness inside me,
I'm afraid to let out.
It provokes & disturbs me,
Sometimes I need to scream, out loud.
It's not a danger to anyone,
It's just a voice, I hear.
A voice without reason,
That I cannot share.
Sometimes the voice tells me,
What I chose, not to hear.
I drown these thoughts &
Keep busy. Misplace & erase,
The fear...
Some call it crazy, without a
Reasonable doubt.
I prefer to call it normal, only turned
Inside out...
Maybe I'm confessing, that I am "crazy",
In a unusual way.
Because I'm not ashamed, it helps me
Cope each day...
Sometimes it warns me of danger,
That I need to stay away.
Other times it comforts me.
When it tells me, what to say...
Now I welcome & embrace these
Feelings, and everything I see.
Knowing it can be distorted,
By my own reality...
I can't get rid of it,
A constant presence,
In my mind.
No longer do I shun it,
My crazy psyche,
Is just fine!!!

Deep in silence I focus on my pain
I've kept it buried below and softly away
Disabling all of my false and insecure pride
Filtering through the faces I keep disguised
Its been well overdue for me to make a change
While my words become like rotting fruit and falls away
Searching for something to mend a shattered heart
Insearch of inspiration, but instead I fell apart
Give me a pair of wings and watch me fly
Then watch me crash and burn out of the sky
I know that my plate is made warm for me on the table
As I begin to wonder if I will change at all
Honestly I'm not sure that I can
Behind a box of excuses you will find a man
With a heart so big and wants to save the world
But yet so selfish that my punishment is well deserved
I'm so tired of defending what I'm not and have become
And still I keep pretending that nothing is wrong
Throw me the obvious and I will wear it on my back
As the summer night illuminates memories I can't have
I know that my dinner is getting cold as I grow unstable
Uncertainty has become all but a poetic fable
But I will keep on digging until the whole is dug
As the hole keeps getting bigger with every plunge
Tomorrow doesnt exsist until it comes
So tonight I light a candle for hope until it does

*JJF*
4/18/2013

It's half past midnight
And I'm alone
In this dreary unlit room
Your words still hanging
On this empty and shadowed wall
Painted in Red and Orange
Our chosen symbol
Of what forever is
But that was before you knew
You're more for Black and Blue
As if to unmask your hidden pains
That crippled our hearts
Throwing all our hopes
Scattered in oblivion
And I'm still so all alone
Waiting
In this dreary unlit room.