Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,490)

The door shuts, the sounds quietly murmer from the tv.

The rain is pelting the roof and windows...
whispering let us in..

my body gives in and melts into a darkness
that im familiar with.

Like an old pair of shoes well broke in, a friend..
always there, its here again.

my keeper.

eating at my flesh from the inside,
ripping gnashing through me taking from me all it wants.

What if finds it takes,
assuming it deserves anything it touches.

It preys on me.

My screams are voiceless,
my pain is masked and unseen.

An expert in disguise, a human chamelian.

My own claws dig at my flesh from the outside,
trying to find like a blind man his old friend.

breaking and ripping the flesh bleeds warm,

bright reds that when cooled,
force life to stay yet another day.

The pain is welcomed feels like life.
I am here, I am still breathing.

The winds are subtle with its calling,
whispers only faintly heard by few,

submit, give in..
pale skin and dark brown eyes growing dim,

a drip of softly toned words slip from the lips,
dry and cracked reply... why. .... why.

The thoughts race through my head,
im no stranger to them...

they're angry at me for caging them earlier in life,
and turning my back to them.

emotions.

each person has them. I bound them,
with determination and survival.

hatred will not kill me this time, disgust at them forced an easy crooked smile from my lips that curl slightly.

My demons, once again, loosed, why do we battle.
My desire to control them no longer thrives.

I dont want to be in control anymore.
I loose them, setting free to use as daggers on my own reflections.

The scent of burning flesh from deep inside me tightens my chest.
The fire grows, the flesh releases a cry from deep inside,

no one sees. no one hears.
Dont cry at my awkward funeral.
Im done suffering.

Ive finished my life here, NOW in the realm of undead and unseen.

I stand towering over evil itself.

Protecting all those I have loved,
and all those who hurt that are in need.

The ones that think they're alone.
IM there. Im here.

Im now fighting the demons to save just one...
Im a fighter. Surviver. Protector. Lover.

I was the one no one saw. No one wanted to see.

sleep easy my soul nieghbour
im here to take you to the death chamber,

be free when you meet me
it wont be long till you become me,

get ready for your final step
im here for you last and only breath,

i wont take it from your heart
i was just here from the start,

be ready with your light shade
im here for the death raid,

come out when i call your name
im ready for your final shame,

see me in the lightning
im here with the death king,

im sorry now its time to go
get ready for the final show...

No shine as the sun on a cloudy day
No shine as a new car fresh off the showroom floor
No shine as a newborn baby's eyes
No shine as the new harvest moon
No shine as the darkness enshrouds the shadows of wings in flight.

I can't help but feel
A slight trace of de vaju
Seeing the same scene replay
Over and over right in front of you.
Just predicted were all dying
From the same sickness
While handing out advice
As if it were prescribed
Were all just the same
The blind leading the blind.
It makes me nauseous
By the smell
Of a liars breath.
I'm sick of being sick.
I'm tired of being tired.
This de vaju is killing me
I can't wake people up and make them see
I can't change the heart of a determined soul
No, this is one thing I can't control.
So I sit back and feel the cold touch
Of de vaju
wishing that I could warn you.

Its time to go and leave this place
Its time to die to numb to even cry
No one wants you so just go away
You're just a waste and you know it
Why do you keep trying no ones listening

Just give up no one will miss you
What you think being nice will earn you points
You think they care how you feel
You're nothing to them only a doormat
Your worthless and pitiful life means nothing

You're not from here don't you get it!
The tears you shed are meaningless to others
Just get over it and go away for good
What you're still here?you screwed that up too!
When you're gone no one will care-get it!

We're nothing we're all nothing remember this
You think you're real! you're not! we're all fake
The wasted time we use each other cause its fun
It makes no difference when you're already dead
You're life has no life you've been used

What you think they care about you-ha!
You're life is a deli now go pick a number
Join the rest of us as we dig our graves
We all live in hatered filth and mistrust
Just go away and fall into your hole
My words of death...my life that you stole!

For everyone thought
you were so pure your
name said it was true.
Yet that was not the
way with you.
Revenge has set in
for that was your sin.
The love you could not
have made you go bad.
For now your goal is
to get back at the
one who made your
life that way.
The one who caused
every horrible day.
For now you need to
be the way you were
not changed by her.
You need to go back
to the pure angelic
being which is you.
I know this is true.
It is still within you.
Search inside for
your true feelings
can not hide.

The extended wait for it all,

The million mile deep dark hole only seems to get deeper as I fall.

What am I waiting for, I'm crushed agaisnt this door.

Seems like I'm on the 13th floor.

Anger takes a hold greater then any love,

...with so many paths to choose I try to please the one above.

Night falls thoughts rush in for evaluation,

day enters now I have horrible concentration.

Lending an extra ear and advice,

when I can bearly shine my own light in this moment in life.

For each day passes all I have is me people will leave,

keep your peace of mind, don't let the small cuts leave you to bleed

When I walk through my soul, what do I see?
I see a vision of a girl but she doesn't look like me!
I can walk right up to her, but she never speaks a word
She is quiet, scared and shy, but makes herself heard
Everytime I visit I know she will be there
I don't understand but I know that she cares
I wonder if this girl is me?
Maybe she is the person who I would like to be!
I know that she is not happy but niether is she sad
No longer does anything ever make her mad.
Time has not been kind there is a lot that she has seen
she has taken me to places I wish I had never been
I know just where I am I close my eyes and feel the pain
as she takes my hand today, I tell her I don't want to stay.
But she continues to lead me to places I have already been
This is when I knew my life would never be the same...
She shows me hate lives here, but hate I no longer fear.
hate is just a word to me, its what I always hear
I was shown contempt before, I will not allow me to feel this anymore
I hear all these things in your voice, I've seen them in your touch
when you once told me that you cared so much
which of them was not the truth? with these lies you stole my youth!
I no longer have hate for you,there is nothing more you could ever do.
even though what you did was wrong because of you I grew up strong.
I have fought my whole life to survive and I must have won
because I aam still alive. I occassionally wonder if it is a life worth living when all my past I have to keep well hidden.
For a long time now I have lived without remorse or regret
about all the things I can never forget
they make me the person I am, she is the one I understand!
No pain No guilt, just suffering, this is what indifference brings.
All my life I have been hurt by you If I can't let go what do I do?
I have become someone whom I should hate but I don't.
I do things to hurt myself, I punish myself but don't feel guilt.
I no longer have consequences,
because I can deal with what ever happens in my life
I am no longer afraid, I no longer wake up at night and scream
I no longer feel or care Whatever shall be shall be
So for everything that you did and all that I did after
Is now over
I am in control and you will never be again
You went through your life and received your punishment as little as it was you never felt any pain, regret or remorse..
You just go through life spreading your contempt.
I laughed a sour bitter laugh as you were making me just like you
But what makes me better than you is I would never cause the pain or heartache to anyone, like you have done to me.
I am a SURVIVOR
and your punishment is just that, to know you never won
You can not kill my spirit or my fight or my Soul
for she is part of me and to you I will never give them.

I regret the time I met him,
that fateful autumn day.
I now wish I could have rid him,
But I do not know a way.
He stood upon my doorstep,
he was freezing to the core.
He stepped in from my doorstep,
and I could tell he was poor.
I sat down at my table,
and asked him if he would sit.
He sat down at my table,
so he could warm up a bit.
I then took him to my study,
he asked if I'd like some lore.
I said, "This is my study,
and stories are what it's for."
He sat in my old rocker,
as I sat in my desk chair.
He rocked in my old rocker,
telling tales here and there.
We sat in that old study,
as he told me many tales.
He told me of his study,
of a boat with many sails.
It came time to retire,
I had to go to my bed.
I asked if he'd retire,
for a place to rest his head.
I then went to my chambers,
to get some peaceful slumber.
But as I lay in my chambers,
I only saw a number.
When I woke in the morning,
I asked about the digit.
But all he did all morning,
is sit and fuss and fidget.
It wasn't til that night,
that he told me what it meant.
He almost took half the night,
explaining a divine rent.
He said you do not pay it,
until it's your time to go.
And if you do not pay it,
to hell is where you'll go.
I'd thought he was mistaken,
so the number, I ignored.
I'd known he was mistaken,
you don't need rent for the Lord.
As I lay in my chambers,
I knew the stranger had lied.
As I lay in my chambers,
That next autumn night, I died.
My soul died and went to hell,
I didn't heed the warning sent.
Now I sit here in hell,
just because of unpaid rent.

beLIEve

I sit and listen to the quite inside laughter,

for one truly thinks that their schemes are of masters;

truly the truth exposing eye finds reality.

It is true that once found it pulls at you like gravity,

never letting go, once the truth is exposed,

for truly you know- what's needed to be known;

call it bad, call it good, but now the pictures full grown....

Standing on its own--on a empty stage all alone

in front of an entire congregation,

that points and laughs with hearts of devastation;

violently they sit waiting...........

.....for the moment to take off racing!

Wishing for a crash that will bring revenge!

Not hoping to offend, just hoping for an end,

for when lead on; a massacre becomes aquanted

that is when their existence is truly painted.