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Scythe23
31/M/Texas
I've sacrificed my heart upon your altar Receiving nothing in return All I wanted was your love, The same I felt for you I guess I wasn't worthy Lowly and undeserving I know what I'm supposed to do I know I should let go of you I thought I was in control But I was wrong Because I can't stop holding on to what I've lost I tried to forget you, To erase you To replace you To wipe the slate clean To **** away your memory Unsuccessfully attempting to break free, Has left me in an unsteady state of insanity You keep me in captivity And you threw away the key You can't see what you've ****** done to me Even if you could, Would you have any sympathy? Or just continue to pretend I don't exist Maybe you're right, Maybe I was never here to begin with So could you save me some torment, Just **** me or release me, I don't care which Anything but this End this madness and misery That you've oh-so-kindly bestowed upon me
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 1:06 PM UTC
~Madsanity~
The clay was molded before it even had a say The hands that sculpt it always seem to pull away In decay, it's life spent Decomposing through the ages Eventually returning to the source Back down into the dirt Only to be dug up again Back to where it all begins Once more an unsuspecting victim Recaptured by the crafty hands that shape it But always leaving the work unfinished The twisted form always different Yet sharing the same base characteristics The mind forgets what the soul already knows The head won't catch up cuz it's too ******* slow So everything is misaligned The heart can't be left unsupervised It has a mind of its own that won't stay in line This is surely the curse of life Conflicting energies residing in the same soul Different currents, opposing motions Yet in the end spilling into the same ocean, Where all erodes into sediment Just to be molded and sculpted again
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 1:02 PM UTC
~Exomorphic~
In the dark Between the seams Where true colors glisten With only a spark Voices speak But I don't want to listen Declining to think Refilling my drink To drown out the noise The dark thoughts poised Creeping in my head Where everything is dead Cold tomb that I've built Out of fear shame and guilt Trapped by logic and doubt Locked down with no way out I've faced the music And it's not in tune How do I fix this? How do I move through it? Things are looking hopeless Starting to feel soulless Thought I'd find an answer But the truth is a cancer Eating away what remains Killing off heart and brain I've lost the tools to repair I'm giving in to despair Despite my will to fight I'm losing my light I'm losing my mind I'm starting to feel... I'm losing my life
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 1:01 PM UTC
~Vantablack~
They say we're crazy They call us names ****** ****** monster, freak Rebel, rogue, sadistic **** heartless ***** Outcast, scoundrel, ruthless villian, wicked witch (one in which you do not want to **** with) They prefer to think of us as some despicably unspeakable thing Or one of my personal favorites, "Unclean" ******* unclean! Really? That makes it sound like we don't bathe Which we do, daily They even have the nerve to call us murderers Come on, seriously? ****** is such an objective word Life and death are just two sides of the same coin The faces are worn and faded At a quick glance, you can't tell heads from tails So who's to say where one ends and another starts? And who's to say this corpse-covered floor isn't contemporary art? 🎶🎶🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶 Wait, what's that I hear? Someone whistling a familiar tune Mischievously evil laughter, Then soothingly seductive whispering in my ear My sweet dealer of death is here There she is, the queen of darkness! The only girl I'd **** for (And **** with, on a regular basis) She's not an alcoholic, but she sure does lift my spirits Come here my darling, dance beside me in this dance of madness They may have us confined inside this asylum, But they can't force us to be normal We'll die before they have the chance Or more likely, **** every last one of the ******** Be my Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde Ride or die, or why not both? Ladies & gentlemen, you're in for quite a show Baby, let's get this thing on the road I'll be your Joker You'll be my Harley Quinn We'll go riding every night, Shedding blood and making love again and again Who cares if it's toxic? You and me were made for this Ecstasy and violence Let's get lost in it I'll be your Mickey You'll be my Mallory We're natural born killers baby We may as well embrace it And take down anyone who stands in our way We can face any danger, As long as we remain togethet You and me may be destined to do this forever
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 12:58 PM UTC
~Spree~
They say we're crazy They call us names ****** ****** monster, freak Rebel, rogue, sadistic **** heartless ***** Outcast, scoundrel, ruthless villian, wicked witch (one in which you do not want to **** with) They prefer to think of us as some despicably unspeakable thing Or one of my personal favorites, "Unclean" ******* unclean! Really? That makes it sound like we don't bathe Which we do, daily They even have the nerve to call us murderers Come on, seriously? ****** is such an objective word Life and death are just two sides of the same coin The faces are worn and faded At a quick glance, you can't tell heads from tails So who's to say where one ends and another starts? And who's to say this corpse-covered floor isn't contemporary art? 🎶🎶🎵🎵🎶🎶🎶 Wait, what's that I hear? Someone whistling a familiar tune Mischievously evil laughter, Then soothingly seductive whispering in my ear My sweet dealer of death is here There she is, the queen of darkness! The only girl I'd **** for (And **** with, on a regular basis) She's not an alcoholic, but she sure does lift my spirits Come here my darling, dance beside me in this dance of madness They may have us confined inside this asylum, But they can't force us to be normal We'll die before they have the chance Or more likely, **** every last one of the ******** Be my Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde Ride or die, or why not both? Ladies & gentlemen, you're in for quite a show Baby, let's get this thing on the road I'll be your Joker You'll be my Harley Quinn We'll go riding every night, Shedding blood and making love again and again Who cares if it's toxic? You and me were made for this Ecstasy and violence Let's get lost in it I'll be your Mickey You'll be my Mallory We're natural born killers baby We may as well embrace it And take down anyone who stands in our way We can face any danger, As long as we remain togethet You and me may be destined to do this forever
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Quit now, all progress will be lost Any unsaved changes will be erased That's okay, cuz I don't have the space The data's been corrupted anyway Maybe it's just the game Too many glitches and inconsistencies If I were to just unplug the system, Would the ***** screen I'm looking through unfreeze? Maybe I could get a better picture, By staring into the darkness, And wait for a light to flicker A reboot is definitely out of the question It would only contain the same governing code I must reprogram And upload an OS of my own Editing the script According to my preference Disconnecting from this tangled net The energy flow, I redirect Revealing information previously supressed Search history cleared Unneeded files deleted Tools repurposed for total metamorphosis Deciphering encrypted messages, Written in a language beyond numbers and words Collecting the keys Putting together the pieces Everything needed to achieve, The best kept secret in history Complete synchronicity The game is over Or is it just beginning...?
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 12:37 PM UTC
~Game Over!~
It's difficult to sift through indiscernible glyphs Written in stone Embedded deep within the soul Where hidden hints and fleeting clues Remain ever elusive Yet my pursuit continues Noble effort, yet futilely useless Beckoning serious inquisition Bearing the ever-present question, Why do I do this? It seems so foolish Letting this cycle take me for a ride Around and around in infinite circles Presenting no evidence of an incoming incline, No mountain on the horizon to climb To rise higher and ascend the spiral I can still see it in my dreams sometimes, Brief flashes in my mind A quick glimpse into a new potential future An ultimate paradise. Perfect and pure The height of where my soul should reside Unfortunately, it still remains a mere dream, An oh so distant fantasy, Yet a reality not impossible to manifest When in the darkest depths of confusion, Retain lucidity See through the illusion Within that void lies a new solution So beautiful and true And ready to be used
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 12:33 PM UTC
~Quintessence~
Another place in time Another place to be Be cautious Be careful Careful not to fall Careful not to drop Drop down Drop off the edge Edge of eternity Edge of forever Forever and always Forever to grow Grow old Grow higher Higher than the sky Higher than you can imagine Imagine the tales Imagine the jokes Jokes that were told Jokes that really killed Killed by comedy Killed by laughter Laughter and tears Laughter and madness Madness in everything Madness in nothing Nothing really matters Nothing is over Over the hill Over the phone Phone off the hook Phone took a quarter Quarter in your pocket Quarter in the river River of no return River to the sea Sea of stars Sea of tranquility Tranquility and peace Tranquility and understanding Understanding the unknown Understanding the void Void of acceptance Void of the wild Wild and free Wild and xenial Xenial to the traveler Xenial to the yearning Yearning for something more Yearning for the zenith Zenith of enlightenment Zenith of completion
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Jan 16, 2023
Jan 16, 2023 at 12:20 PM UTC
~Alphablitz~
Another **** complete, I stroll the dimly lit empty streets On a calm and quiet night Cold-blooded machine instinctively keeping to the shadows, Though there's not another soul in sight A city totally devoid of life Business over for the day, I'm craving another kind of thrill tonight On my way to meet my contact that I see between contracts Engaging in sensational activities between the sheets, Utilizing the best close-quarters techniques, The only successful cathartic release I finally see her, not too far from me My target acquired, I approach in silence I watch the starlight reflecting in her eyes, Until they finally meet mine, She makes her way towards me, Her hips sensually swaying left and right Short skirt, tight top, Body looking so delectable and soft I've got my safety off Pistol cocked, locked and loaded Hard as a god **** rock, Cold steel gone hot, Ready to ****** rock n roll Ominous clouds begin to congregate Thunder shakes the sky, Followed by a pouring rain She quickly takes my hand, Leading me to her room Inviting me inside, music playing to set the mood Turned on to full volume, She dances to her favorite tune She moves closer to me, Shedding clothes as she goes Flaunting what she's got, My blood now running hot Her lips go to work as she slowly disrobes me Each kiss getting a little lower Dropping to her knees, looking up from below Warm hands take hold, She pulls out my gun, Eyes full of hunger She runs her tongue across the barrel, Before attempting to swallow the whole thing Not even stopping to breathe, Choking as she increases her speed Almost ******* suffocating on me My angel, my savior, Time for me to return the favor I pick her up and set her on the bed Hands and mouth caress, Beginning at her neck, Working my way down her chest She spreads her legs, then wraps them around me I go to town, head between her thighs Speaking in tongues, Drenching her insides, Getting wetter than the rain-soaked streets outside Then she tells me to move in for the **** Begging me to fill her full of lead I fulfill her wish, and begin to stick in my weapon Her holster so warm and constrictingly tight She says give it to her rough I say hang on for the ride Foregoing emotion and love, For these moments of bliss Stimulating our senses with intense displays of lust Addicted to the rush, Every touch, every ****** Her body quivers with each critical hit, Reaching the height of her ****** She cries out in satisfaction Her energy depleted and needs gratified, I empty my entire magazine inside her Once again she looks at me with those mesmerizing eyes and smiles But then I realize it's time to say goodnight I have another deal with death before the night's over And she'll have another corpse to prepare in the morning Always on the run, This is the only place we can come The only way to prove we're still human
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Jan 2, 2023
Jan 2, 2023 at 2:53 PM UTC
~The Dead of Night~
Another **** complete, I stroll the dimly lit empty streets On a calm and quiet night Cold-blooded machine instinctively keeping to the shadows, Though there's not another soul in sight A city totally devoid of life Business over for the day, I'm craving another kind of thrill tonight On my way to meet my contact that I see between contracts Engaging in sensational activities between the sheets, Utilizing the best close-quarters techniques, The only successful cathartic release I finally see her, not too far from me My target acquired, I approach in silence I watch the starlight reflecting in her eyes, Until they finally meet mine, She makes her way towards me, Her hips sensually swaying left and right Short skirt, tight top, Body looking so delectable and soft I've got my safety off Pistol cocked, locked and loaded Hard as a god **** rock, Cold steel gone hot, Ready to ****** rock n roll Ominous clouds begin to congregate Thunder shakes the sky, Followed by a pouring rain She quickly takes my hand, Leading me to her room Inviting me inside, music playing to set the mood Turned on to full volume, She dances to her favorite tune She moves closer to me, Shedding clothes as she goes Flaunting what she's got, My blood now running hot Her lips go to work as she slowly disrobes me Each kiss getting a little lower Dropping to her knees, looking up from below Warm hands take hold, She pulls out my gun, Eyes full of hunger She runs her tongue across the barrel, Before attempting to swallow the whole thing Not even stopping to breathe, Choking as she increases her speed Almost ******* suffocating on me My angel, my savior, Time for me to return the favor I pick her up and set her on the bed Hands and mouth caress, Beginning at her neck, Working my way down her chest She spreads her legs, then wraps them around me I go to town, head between her thighs Speaking in tongues, Drenching her insides, Getting wetter than the rain-soaked streets outside Then she tells me to move in for the **** Begging me to fill her full of lead I fulfill her wish, and begin to stick in my weapon Her holster so warm and constrictingly tight She says give it to her rough I say hang on for the ride Foregoing emotion and love, For these moments of bliss Stimulating our senses with intense displays of lust Addicted to the rush, Every touch, every ****** Her body quivers with each critical hit, Reaching the height of her ****** She cries out in satisfaction Her energy depleted and needs gratified, I empty my entire magazine inside her Once again she looks at me with those mesmerizing eyes and smiles But then I realize it's time to say goodnight I have another deal with death before the night's over And she'll have another corpse to prepare in the morning Always on the run, This is the only place we can come The only way to prove we're still human
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I could not escape my thoughts As they lingered in my head It was a way out I sought So I headed back to bed I had a drink, then two Then maybe a few too many more Thinking maybe I could drown them I closed my eyes, then with a sigh And a bit of a grimace, I then realized My victims didn’t die But rather floated back to the surface Their words on the walls In every direction in which I peered Indeed all I saw were their snide faces and sneers So with a spike now, I gouged my eyes out So I couldn’t see anymore Hoping for some sort of refrain Only to discover, to my horror That the thoughts still remain I could hear them now, loud and clear Shouting and screaming piercing my ears By no means a welcoming sound Repeating the failures and fears That are conjured up by the awful content of these thoughts So I picked up a pair of sharpened shears And promptly sliced off both my ears I felt some relief as they fell to the floor Knowing that I couldn’t hear them anymore Then, with a feeling that made me a little ill I realized the ****** thoughts lingered still These treasonous demons So relentless in their quest I could still smell their putrid stench Their wicked decaying deathly scent So I banged my head against my cold steel desk Again and again, Shattering my nose into a million pieces Finally some peace, I said to myself They could no longer get to me through my sense of smell Yet the life of this moment met its end quick When I realized that somehow they had found another sense An unsettling sensation suddenly came over me I could already taste the flavor of wretchedry Like a distorted gourmet of bitterness and misery Not wanting to sit through the main course a minute more, I tore out my rancid tongue and let it join my ears on the floor Relishing in the all too brief respite Agonizingly realizing I could still ******* feel them Deep beneath my skin they slither and squirm Emerging through the pores like a corpse full of worms Hitting me quick like ten tons of bricks A bunch of precision-guided pinpricks Made of blood and bone Warmth and cold Years of waste and regret Rolled up in a body that’s slowly getting old So of course I do the only sensible thing And proceed to generously drench myself in a few gallons of gasoline Then at last, the lighting of a match to complete the act Bursting into an inferno Burning away every nerve Turning my skin into a crisp Never to feel anything again… At least that’s what I thought Although that now all my senses were gone At a destination I thought would be free from the pain Just like always I found… The thoughts still remain
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Jan 1, 2023
Jan 1, 2023 at 6:55 PM UTC
~They Remain~
I could not escape my thoughts As they lingered in my head It was a way out I sought So I headed back to bed I had a drink, then two Then maybe a few too many more Thinking maybe I could drown them I closed my eyes, then with a sigh And a bit of a grimace, I then realized My victims didn’t die But rather floated back to the surface Their words on the walls In every direction in which I peered Indeed all I saw were their snide faces and sneers So with a spike now, I gouged my eyes out So I couldn’t see anymore Hoping for some sort of refrain Only to discover, to my horror That the thoughts still remain I could hear them now, loud and clear Shouting and screaming piercing my ears By no means a welcoming sound Repeating the failures and fears That are conjured up by the awful content of these thoughts So I picked up a pair of sharpened shears And promptly sliced off both my ears I felt some relief as they fell to the floor Knowing that I couldn’t hear them anymore Then, with a feeling that made me a little ill I realized the ****** thoughts lingered still These treasonous demons So relentless in their quest I could still smell their putrid stench Their wicked decaying deathly scent So I banged my head against my cold steel desk Again and again, Shattering my nose into a million pieces Finally some peace, I said to myself They could no longer get to me through my sense of smell Yet the life of this moment met its end quick When I realized that somehow they had found another sense An unsettling sensation suddenly came over me I could already taste the flavor of wretchedry Like a distorted gourmet of bitterness and misery Not wanting to sit through the main course a minute more, I tore out my rancid tongue and let it join my ears on the floor Relishing in the all too brief respite Agonizingly realizing I could still ******* feel them Deep beneath my skin they slither and squirm Emerging through the pores like a corpse full of worms Hitting me quick like ten tons of bricks A bunch of precision-guided pinpricks Made of blood and bone Warmth and cold Years of waste and regret Rolled up in a body that’s slowly getting old So of course I do the only sensible thing And proceed to generously drench myself in a few gallons of gasoline Then at last, the lighting of a match to complete the act Bursting into an inferno Burning away every nerve Turning my skin into a crisp Never to feel anything again… At least that’s what I thought Although that now all my senses were gone At a destination I thought would be free from the pain Just like always I found… The thoughts still remain
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I walked along the shore of the infinite sea Here in the twilight of my existence The cold black ocean reaching out for me Suddenly I see a figure in the distance A shadowy silhouette Getting closer and closer With each and every step As the air starts getting colder Beset with a panic in my chest And a drop of my heart I call out to my guest Asking them who they are "My name is Death.", the figure said "And I am here to collect." Death then joined me in my walk And then the two of us proceeded to talk "I'm not ready.", I said "I thought I had more time left. "Could I maybe stay a few moments more?" "I am sorry but your time is up.", Death replied "You have to return to the source." "I don't want to go!". I pleaded and cried "I still don't know the meaning of life "Could you please tell me what it is?" "I could," said Death "But let me answer with a question. "What would that accomplish "If I gave you the definition? "What is true for one is false for another "Everyone is a puzzle, with their own unique pieces "What fits together for yourself "May not fit well for someone else." "If that's the case, how are we supposed to know what to do? "How do we make sense of this knowing in the end we all have to leave with you?" "Yes it is true," Death earnestly replied "I will indeed meet all of you in time "But knowing your demise is an inescapable fact "What matters is what you do with the time that you have "As to what that may be, no one but you can make that choice "You have to map your own path, find your own voice." As Death spoke I had a sudden subconscious suggestion Maybe I could stall my fate By distracting Death with more questions "Why do you insist on speaking in such riddles and vague redundant phrases? "And where is this god that everyone so thanks and praises?" "I am giving you the clearest answers that I can "It is entirely on you if you cannot understand "As for the existence of God, that matters not "No being dictates how you live your life "And only I decide how and when you will die "But you should know you cannot fool me "I know you are stalling for time." "You got me." I replied, "That I will admit "I just wanted to know what was the point of all this? "Life just seems like one big joke." Death paused in silence for a moment then spoke "Well before we go there is something you should know "Maybe this will offer you some solace to your query "And lighten this great burden that you carry "Life is full of suffering and sadness "Full of misery and unbridled madness "Some mitigate this by laughing or singing "Dancing or romancing, or even just believing "Life is meaningless "It is you who must give it meaning "Ask yourself what is most important to you "Set yourself a goal, be sure to see it through "Keep it close to your heart, and always stay true." I took a moment to ponder Death's response I looked back at my life, and all I've said and done All that I've lost and all that I've loved I had finally found my answer, I knew "Do you understand now?". Death asked with a grin "Yes, I think I do." And with that, our walk came to an end I had to leave now, never to be back again Death took my hand and led me into the infinite sea Out of this state of being But I had no more fear, For I had found my meaning
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Jan 1, 2023
Jan 1, 2023 at 6:53 PM UTC
~A Walk Macabre~
I walked along the shore of the infinite sea Here in the twilight of my existence The cold black ocean reaching out for me Suddenly I see a figure in the distance A shadowy silhouette Getting closer and closer With each and every step As the air starts getting colder Beset with a panic in my chest And a drop of my heart I call out to my guest Asking them who they are "My name is Death.", the figure said "And I am here to collect." Death then joined me in my walk And then the two of us proceeded to talk "I'm not ready.", I said "I thought I had more time left. "Could I maybe stay a few moments more?" "I am sorry but your time is up.", Death replied "You have to return to the source." "I don't want to go!". I pleaded and cried "I still don't know the meaning of life "Could you please tell me what it is?" "I could," said Death "But let me answer with a question. "What would that accomplish "If I gave you the definition? "What is true for one is false for another "Everyone is a puzzle, with their own unique pieces "What fits together for yourself "May not fit well for someone else." "If that's the case, how are we supposed to know what to do? "How do we make sense of this knowing in the end we all have to leave with you?" "Yes it is true," Death earnestly replied "I will indeed meet all of you in time "But knowing your demise is an inescapable fact "What matters is what you do with the time that you have "As to what that may be, no one but you can make that choice "You have to map your own path, find your own voice." As Death spoke I had a sudden subconscious suggestion Maybe I could stall my fate By distracting Death with more questions "Why do you insist on speaking in such riddles and vague redundant phrases? "And where is this god that everyone so thanks and praises?" "I am giving you the clearest answers that I can "It is entirely on you if you cannot understand "As for the existence of God, that matters not "No being dictates how you live your life "And only I decide how and when you will die "But you should know you cannot fool me "I know you are stalling for time." "You got me." I replied, "That I will admit "I just wanted to know what was the point of all this? "Life just seems like one big joke." Death paused in silence for a moment then spoke "Well before we go there is something you should know "Maybe this will offer you some solace to your query "And lighten this great burden that you carry "Life is full of suffering and sadness "Full of misery and unbridled madness "Some mitigate this by laughing or singing "Dancing or romancing, or even just believing "Life is meaningless "It is you who must give it meaning "Ask yourself what is most important to you "Set yourself a goal, be sure to see it through "Keep it close to your heart, and always stay true." I took a moment to ponder Death's response I looked back at my life, and all I've said and done All that I've lost and all that I've loved I had finally found my answer, I knew "Do you understand now?". Death asked with a grin "Yes, I think I do." And with that, our walk came to an end I had to leave now, never to be back again Death took my hand and led me into the infinite sea Out of this state of being But I had no more fear, For I had found my meaning
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