Most Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,490)

Why is it the world is still spinning
Have they not noticed that I am dead
Am I that insignificant that no-one cares
No-one weeps and mourns my loss
No outpouring of grief for my departure
Well I care, to me I matter and for me I cry

Stampeded into the cave
my running steps became
softly footed

breathing hard
scared

Trample and destroy
Was I
Upon their back?

Riding with the wind
swimming with the Sea

OH how the haunted hooves of life
so gravely stared at me

never let me see again
those means

a silent slave

to only slip me to my grave

That poop is a part of me
Don't be stealing my poo!
As far as the urine
Don't be takin my plastic bottle of piss!
That really pisses me off!
So maybe I have cat skeletons in my living room
Maybe to ya'll civilized folk
It stinks in my place
But after a couple hours you don't smell it no more
I don't have any money to hire a plumber
If I did then maybe I wouldn't have to do my business in a bucket
Back in the olden times they used a chamber pot
So in a historical sense
What I'm doing is just fine and dandy

Damaged people
you meet online,
are they seeking love?
or there to blow your mind?

Some speak of trust
ladies after money
words of milk and honey,
dressed up in forlorn lust...

Perhaps in the real world
you might know their name,
with damaged people
life is just a game...

Sometimes I am unsure
as to who I am talking to,
could just be a picture
or a vulture after you...

Why do i feel dead inside but my mind is so alive
As if i should cry but my eyes run dry
This life of pain i can not strive
Its too quick like a drive-by
Too many rules to abide by
This life seems faker than watching sci-fi
Yet i still feel the need to try, but why?

After all we are just puppets to the lord u praise
Authority is evil based on how i was raised
Thats why i stay in the street and run with the strays
Soon i know i should get out of this phase
To search for a better way to better days
And get back to reality to escape this daze
But whenever i get close the idea fades

Its like im trapped
In this straight jacket, tightly strapped
Every chance i had to get out i scrapped
So here in my own mind i stay wrapped
Tossing round ideas i know are crap
As if i cant find the right sized cap
So until i do, the devils door is where ill tap.

As I fall ever earthwards
Closer I am to my death
Wind is rushing past my ears
Setting up such a howling din

I spread my arms to slow my fall
And realise that I have feathers
Catch the wind to rise up high
On the thermals I am soaring

I dip and dive and roll to the left
Watch the earth below me
See the fields stretching far
And the blue ocean beyond them

To my right I see a house
This place that I call home
There my darling waits for me
And my son and two daughters

Then I realise, was just a wish
My chute still hasn't opened
Have time to say a silent goodbye
As my body hurtles earthwards

The sun shone in their eyes like diamonds in the sea
when the devil came to her for no one to see,
Twenty six they counted that very night
when her burning fire inside distinguished its light.

Many moons passed by autumns of life
but by then there were only Mephistopheles of five
the maiden then had long lost her inner child and soul
from missionaries to licentious slave masters as a whole.

The essence of amour came her way
only to be snatched and left in decay
In forgotten time slowly black nights turned to silver
when chance came she pulled the caliver

A thousand and one were buried that past
when she walked out into the light through the everblast
the servant without a soul and heart
free from torment and torture of body part.

Years gone by across the water with worlds in between
the living dead recovered but the devil was never again to be seen;
As immortality follows her everywhere and afield
she sought after a shining knight in armor at wield.

Who was this man that killed so many
By rope his favorie weapon
He mesured their size
With such care and grace

Very polite was he he never rushed his heavy task
Partnerd with his chum in crime very neat and tidy they where
Giving their cliants the best of care
All to be done in an hour

Onto the gallows they would drop but first he measured the drop
Then thir weight he considerd
When he had his calculations done he was ready for his task to be done
Onto the gallows they where neaty placed

There feet and hands where bound
He place a black hood on there head
The rope was carefully placed to break their neck

With a hymm from the priest they waited for the time to begin with the correct time approach and no remores the order was given to begin
With a tug of the lever the trap door open and
Down went the crimminal

His payment paid in full
His payment his life paid in full

Screams of tomorrow
Echo through the jagged existence
Of yesteryear

Tears down the face stream
As the pain of knowledge
Becomes unbearable

Like flashes of lightning
What has been intrudes into now
Tainting perceptions of what is to come

Even amongst this cacophony
Of the celestial orchestra
There are periods of silence

Silence so intense you can hear
The tears of the butterflies
As they hit the ground

And the groan of the Earth
As she picks up her skirt readying herself
For another cycle

In the midst of all this
Sits he quietly
Questioning his sanity

walking in a direction
turning around seeing my reflection
The coldness of the truth
that follows everyone but you

The beating heart that can no longer beat
senseless to try to find away to fight
no longer can you see
when everything has the better of me

the mistakes and fails along the way
the one i wish never let us part
nothing but darkness now fills this heart
and your the only one who cant see

everything has taken away the better of me