Last Commented Dark Poetry Poems (2,493)

Come to me tonight
Lay beside me
Wrap me in your wings
Take me with you
To hell
To the borders of the dark
For pain and screaming
For the sufferings of the past
Or eden
There, I’ll happy…Death !
Is it better to be in Eden
Death... tell me
Where would it be better ?

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...

On a desolate plain,with no streets and no name,I did see him there. The man with the reptilian-stare.

Drinking primeval-soup from a ladle full scoop. Ancestral dribble etched on his chin,with a napkin of empathy I did move in,steering well clear of his hunger some grin.

High treason within reason! A man was highly strung and spaciously quartered. A piece for all! The quantity of dissection was so small. Those left in his wake were only left for the sake,of their numbers being so askew,but he never knew.

The fumbling of a tumbling jester-satire,on furrow-brow he relentlessly perspired. Challenging his stare he mentally consumed me right there and on a picnic lain lawn,a new epoch was born.

You leave
With a heart unbroken
You are the great devestator
In the greatest fable ever told.

To speak so effortlessly
Words
Syllables
That can crush in an instant

Half finished
Half written
No, ill lay half empty
Until i am dead.

I insisit that yu go your way
screwface downthere yu will lay
my array, will melt yu lik clay
I suggest you chase tha pay
cuz when I best its allday
I stay movin, swing n sway
ur a clown frozen on display
keep me important from ur eyes survey
I be watchin you blind go astray
as sure as tha rain there will be hell to pay

Mine tears are falling. Alas mine soul is wilting. I fell in love with a passing dream. The delicate whisper in the dark. Thou art not true to thine or I. Where dwelt once the starry night, heavens weep for the lies on thy frozen forked tongue. No rose which is to smell as sweet or wake mine to thy dawn? Hail to thee, God's of mercy, I beg you to take my red bleeding chest for another of thy worthiness. This sadness of sorrow burdens mine shoulders. Doth I stay forever in this cave that is my refuge, not to touch thine hand again or to wear thy encirclement upon mine hand. Confessions shared, a secret kept, forever you will weep. I crouched first at the feet of the uncertain Christian and then found solace in the Pagan hero of the hour. By cast not throw stones, but your pretty words to titter the young maidens forever more. Mine dragon hath reared his head in my stead, forever where I dwell, he will surely follow. By the sway of errant winds upon the seas, the sonnet has been read aloud in the temple. Mine dragon guards dual body and soul. This holy fire breaths truth upon this troubled time. A wreath of fire encircles mine hand in turn from yours, wrought that it be, at bay if be ye not to knock. Forever is only thine moment in time.

upon broken hearts dreams
stir the intentions of false device
world devoid of soul narcissism its new cloak
humanity digitised and disconnected
the genuine rejected replaced with
a mouse click the avatar scanned and deleted
we are real the lonely hearts of the internet dating scene

Help me
As i cling to this life I find that there I have not experienced pain till now
answer me
I'm I defective is there no one to tame my heart? must I walk this thin red line alone?
save me
miles upon miles of false hopes and promises lie before me only one path is true I am standing at a crossroads. will I meet the devil here or will an angel come and rescue me?
redeem me
I feel as If I am weighed down by the burden of my sins. Only the touch of someone whose heart is filled with love and compassion can cleanse me
heal me
My soul is wounded hear it cry out for help. look at it it is torn barely holding on to life as it's heart flutters it's last

Friday night and here I am,
At home alone I've set the alarm,
Set against who? I ask myself why,
No one will call! I know and I sigh,
Nobody's called since I don't know when,
They used to once but that was then,
Then we were a couple and part of the scene,
Now I'm alone have I become obscene.