my blog is only dark poetry and i add more often. check it out. here's one of my newest for example.
vengence
i am liquid anger, i am the blackened blood of death
i am the movement in the shadows and the blood on her breath
i am vengeance
i am drowning in my me's rotting guts
i have made her make holes so i can crawl out of the cuts
i am clawing inside her flesh to finally reach the light
i am screaming in her throat but she bites her tongue with all her might
i am drowning i am dying
i am tired of her lying
i am biting i am gnawing
i am a fury and i am clawing
free me, see me
fuck you, be me
vengeance
i have been growing but suppressed in this inferno
and i have thought of a million ways devour your soul
i am vengeance and you cannot hide from me
my meat skin is dead and my demons roam free
fuck that mortal coil that i have shed
i will beat you and break you and have you bled
your hate is gone and your meat is dead
i will eat it with wine and bread
When I wake up everyday,
I cant help but feel the pain of the past.
The things I've done,
The people I've wronged.
Im sorry for what I put my friends through,
I really do miss you.
All the things we used to do,
Before I went and fucked up again.
Am I really ever forgiven?
That part of you that hates me,
Haunts me night and day.
And when your gone will I appreciate you and only you.
Not what we gave each other,
But the precious memories we saved.
I try to make it alright,
But then I fuck up and cry.
Will life ever be ok,
With all you made youself out to be,
Is alone in the end?
No one to help you put the pieces back,
Clean up the milk ,
What would we do with all the time to spend?
Why do these words come out my mouth?
Yet my face is so happy.
Yet my mask is so happy.
Why are the words you need to hear,
Never spoken?
But forever written.
What happens at the end,
When the movie is over,
And reality sets in?
Will the ones I need be right beside me,
Or fall behind me?
Who is true and who is false,
Who can we ever trust?
The ones we thought we knew and love?
You mean the ones that would toss us aside,
For an even better you,
An even better me?
Why does life have to be this way?
Why does god not speak to the deaf dumb and blind?
Yet he answers the wise?
Live and let be,
Change the things you can,
Fight for the things you can't,
In the back of my mind thousands of lost souls screaming for help,
As I am walking on dream like soil I raise my voice and hands for the fallen,
I used to shake in fear,
Now I shake in sucsess and fear,
For I will not back down this time,
Never will I give in to the demon that hold me back,
I shout!!!
I shout for what I beleive and if I can't be saved I shall save myself the greif of being so naive,
I will march day in and day out to the common purpose I dream of,
Preparing myself every hour of every moment of which I fear,
So if I do face the enemy I shall not quiver in fear but quiver in anger...
Why do you stare at me?
My pale flesh, blood red hair?
Do you love the way i look?
I wish i didn't notice you there...
You look at me like i'm something to eat
something to satisfy your hunger
You might just devour me whole
tormenting me a while longer...
I can't help but feel your eyes
burning in the back of my skull
I'm already broken to pieces
A fragment of a past whole...
Why do you stare at me?
your perversions running high
will you steal my body now?
In the middle of the night?
Predator please kill me
save me from my pain
slit my throat and watch the blood
pour out from my veins ...
No longer could you touch me
pin me to the bed
if in fact you find me
in my closet dead
So why don't i just do it?
Save me from myself?
drown myself in holy water?
ask the devil for his help?
Do you like the way i look
now that i am gone?
In a coffin in the ground,
where i do belong?
My pale flesh paler now
my eyes forever shut
black dress covering
the words carved in my gut
The coffin rises above my grave
about to spill me in
Finally i've gotten away
From all this dirty sin....
She sits alone
No friends
No enemies
No one sees her
No one knows her
They all ask
These people who pretend to care
What is wrong?
What is making you fall apart?
They read a story
In the lines on her arms
But no one sees
No one reads between the lines
No one sees the scared little girl
Huddled there behind the bravado
Crying alone in the darkness
That dark that she so fears
And the questions that are thrown at her
She has no answers
The truth is
She does not know herself
Why she cries
Why she dies inside
She does not even know
When it all started
She just knows
She is fighting to live
And she is terrified
Because the will to live
It is beginning to falter
She feels herself falling
And no one can catch her
Because no one can see
The little girl who cries alone
No one can hear her pleas
She is truly alone
As she wanders through this life
Unable to make anyone see
The scared little girl
And that little girl is me.
....dierdre
(i wrote this my sophomore year of high school, so about a year and some change ago now. it sounds emo, but it was true. it's still true.)
I have no idea how a man can fuck that partially filled bag of waste.
In the end you will have to stick it in there.
It's a mistake.
You had better listened to me; you don't want it.
A Story Of No One Who Cares
did you really want me to love you?
or did you simply want my share?
uncertainty is condemning.
who said life was fair!?
a petrified soul in the swamp of life.
a heart full of love with a mind that hates.
pick me up and put me in your pocket or,
string me up and wear me for a locket.
give me what you need.
take away my fashioned dreams.
just understand one thing,
it's a story of no one who cares.
Permalink Reply by Will on January 18, 2009 at 12:58pm
cause i can't make it on my own (and i can make it on my own)
cause my heart is in ohio
so cut my wrist and black my eyes (cut my wrist and black my eyes)
cause i can't fall asleep tonight
you know you kill me
you know you do you kill me well
you like it too cause i can tell...