Abstraction... Immersed
A young earth waits upon your call...time flows on, you lie to all...the lies are new, none heard before...which mind remembers never more...all this place is, is pain...doubts grow like a growing stain...in the dark no voice will sound...reflect, deflect,
Poem #17: Light and Dark
dark pitch black no white not a crack absent light hide the truth forsaken youth death escape obscure shape what is hidden sight is blind where is truth of any kind darkness presses in sounds shall cringe muffled light
bleak poem
A dark and oblique poem wrote due to my major depression been fighting lately..... what is darkness? what is light? what is the struggle of life? what is the ease of life? the cuase of death? the fruition of rebirth? why the ease of pain?
Darkness and Light
Born in darkness, raised in light, returning to my comfort, and loosing the fight. the darkness i see, my friend i perceive, in truth, my enemy, bringing death to me.
life isn't fair
Life isn't nice, Everybody dies. Many people live in fear, But don't worry I Am here. Fear is in my life as well And joy is something that you cannot sell. We can fight together, Though we may not live forever. Nothing is worse than...
Fear
Darting, running, screaming, crying Breathing rapidly Mouth feeling so dry Sweating, cursing, staring Turning away Trying hard not to look Freaking, tearing, breaking Not thinking Just fearing Copy-written to Xander Bradeshaw
Sense of Self
There is a voice inside myself That no one else can hear It shouts and screams all day through Hoping to be heard. There's also someone inside myself That no one else can see They run and jump hysterically Trying to be seen. This is the...
City of the Damned
Another poem a shadow moves with grace slow and confident within the darkness of this street long and winding like a frigid vein in this disgusting city there are no treasures left here many dreams have found their graves here and none who settle
Blood Destiny
Wrote this back during high school and finally relocated it and thought I would share it with ya'll. Comments are welcome. **Blood Destiny** Who am I you ask I am him The one you fear Your nightmare You wish to see my...
send me home
Things have gotten better since but you will still find me writing dark and sometimes disturbing poems. thanks for reading. white is the moon. in a sea of black. dark is its hue. stone as pale as light. light as dark as night. we all hail the moon.
Ending
He just lay his head on the ground, eyes closing and being swept away into darkness. listening to the sounds of humming and his heartbeat. slowly they faded as he fell into a dreamless oblivion.
Turn it Over (Otherwise Untitled)
#93 of short stories a hyena sticks to her training, while slowly suffocating in the dark.