A Life's Creation

kilee ketola

23 Oct, 2016 07:33 AM
Dark but whole, broken yet sane.
Hoping one day love will erase all the pain.
Simple and complex, also free with violence on my mind,
All that triggers my evil within, making it harder to find.
An unknown innocence replaced a twisted side so dark, yet a star is so bright in the sky,
A  yes even the darkness can't take away, and when it should have asked why.
A scapegoat with scars from a razorblade that cut across her skin,
I will always remain beautifully broken, outside and within.
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Tags: Twisted, Broken, Dark, Evil, Graphic
Votes: 2
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Holding on

Shadowgirl

07 Jul, 2014 04:58 PM
Living in darkness, I stray from the light.
Avoiding the stares, I stay out of sight.
Broken apart, I'm ready to die.
But only for him am I willing to try.

Only for him do I dare come to life.
Only for him do I try to survive.
Fearful I'll fall, I grab into him tight.
Not wanting to fail to remain alive.

His love makes my heart and soul revive.
But fear pushes back and darkens the light.
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Tags: Love, Darkness, Hope
Votes: 3
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The Devil Debate

Blood_Fetishist

12 Jan, 2014 11:48 AM
Could all be forgotten, 
the ill schism nurtured when two thirds of divinity's creatures at one third disdained. 
Therefore the choice. 
Fearful tread upon fiery stones 
beneath divinity's throne of suffer your fate, 
an underword alcatraz or so they say. 

If so, then where lies the choice by the way?
And why do we always blame the devil 
just to find our own faith? 

We all are dead to things we know not of,
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Tags: Devil, Evil, Dark World, Dead
Votes: 1
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The way pain is real

Eric

22 Nov, 2014 01:06 AM
Something's building inside a hole 
Something's kicking me I'm going to blow 

The air seems to freeze around me 
The water seems to burn my skin

The world is constantly driving me insane
And the world is what drives me to feel pain

I can't feel good not ever 
My pleasure is my only escape
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Tags: Pressure
Votes: 1
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The Thought

James Catherson

14 May, 2015 04:34 PM
People stare deep into my looks
My sight hideous bringing disgust to faces 
I feel anxiety throughout, thinking shall I jump

looking down far below the world
The water swishing in the midnight sky
Telling me tonight is my time for death

Garbage dropped far above upon land
Nothing I can do, corned against ledge
Scowled to jump, begged for lesser of me
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Tags: Dream, Surreal
Votes: 0
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Being Human

Stevey Taylor

19 Feb, 2016 11:51 AM
As my eyes close to the inevitable darkness that is death 
As the cold hands of the keeper begins to grip my already shaken soul 
Whispers of her voice like tiny echos in the chasms of my mind
I taste her briny tears dripping off her face as her warm body tightly caresses mine l
I lay there numb with only memories to hold on to

I am selfish even till death 
Wishing I could take her with me 
She grips me tighter as I slip through her fingers 
Then I feel her hold loosen up 
I see her heart giving way 
I am selfish even till death
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Tags: Death, Dark, Alone, Pain
Votes: 0
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Heart of Night

DeadSilent

10 Dec, 2016 12:26 AM
The heart of the night is such a sight.
With every beat your soul asleep.
In the gloom, may mark your doom.
Your darkest fears unite.

Shadows take the form of light.
The moon in late noon.
Still marks your doom.
For words can't express to pain of day.
For lingering eyes burn from light.

Day is gay, but my light is Night.
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Tags: Night
Votes: 2
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Why?

TheCrimsonFukr

21 Jul, 2015 11:13 PM
Why am I here?
I have no purpose,
No reason to live-
Am I even alive?

Why don't I fear
Pain or death?
I have nothing to give,
nothing to recieve
Why can't I feel
Alive?
Why?
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Tags: Why
Votes: 2
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The Clock and I

Jakob

17 Feb, 2015 02:40 AM
I'm drifting through the tunnel of my broken state of mind 
I'm falling through to mayhem as the clock strikes one 
I'm growing old, have half a day to set myself in time 
what can i do the clock strikes two, when will this be done. 

home is not a place for me once my hope is gone 
hope is such a fragile thing, as it always will be
half a day is all i need to ruin someones dawn 
time will tell. time for hell as the clock strikes three 

i'll make them see, and i'll make them pay 
for what they all did i'll kick down the door
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Tags: Death, Killing, Suicide
Votes: 0
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Wicked Delightful Ecstasy

Rochelle Poet

17 Aug, 2014 08:07 AM
I've spent too much time in 
In the wicked wrath of torture...
I envy those whose blood I see spills 
To the floor through their open wounded pores.

I shriek with absolute jealous delight,
Wishing that were me, screaming in pain...
This beloved darkness is everything 
I have to gain! 

In loneliness, darkness and despair,
I've sat alone, forgetting how to care.
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Tags: Wicked, Ecstasy, Evil, Wrath, Blood
Votes: 2
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