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matthew
matthew
I am a dark poet. I don't write about the "happy" things in life simply because life isn't happy. I don't believe life is a television Sitcom where everything always works out for the better; I compose my poetry to reflect onto the dark aspects of life.
I still love you though you're dead I cannot help that I ripped off your head. I watched it bounce, I watched it roll. Just watching it, gave me a pole. I tried to catch it, but it got away. who knew that even a dead girl, wouldn't stay. So here I sit, I start to sob I feel so sad, so I join the mob. Even in death, she gave good head it's such a shame that she's dead. I never wanted it to be this way But what the hell? It's still okay. I bounce her head upon the ground I laugh and play, I run around. I love my soccer, but I have no ball. This is what happens, when you fail to call.
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Feb 2, 2012
Feb 2, 2012 at 1:44 PM UTC
Love you...
He was a good guy, she was his heart and soul. These things he had always known. She fought so hard, and fought for so long; and then she finally stopped. She was weak and he was strong, he held her ever so close. She cried filling his arms with tears. He cried, a piece of himself died along side her. His love was strong, as she gasped for breath. Her time was quickly coming fourth. His love so strong, her heart and pulse so weak. His heart ripped right from his chest. She closed her eyes, and there she took a last breath. He gradually picked up his knife. With a jab to the chest, he stabbed where his heart once was, and then he fell to the floor. He clutched her hand saying "God please forgive me." All grew darker, into her eyes he stared. His breath then left, on that floor they died. Hand in hand they were gone. Sorrow fills that room, the place where loved once thrived. In that room, they still hold hands. Without her, his soul was lost. Without him, she was gone. Even through death, they both still care. And in death, he is still there, right by his Angel's side.
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Jan 26, 2012
Jan 26, 2012 at 12:42 AM UTC
Ripped apart
The lies we're told, the friendships lost the things that hurt us the most. Deception of the heart, often cold as steal. The lies we often tell ourselves... The blood pours, the heart rips in twine. Another soul is forever lost. The cold steal stabs, stabs me in the heart. I feel my life going before my eyes. The blood stains on the carpet, on the bed. A constant reminder of you. The cold steal on the floor, in my heart. It's almost to much to bear. I see the door out of this life, my chance to go. I decide that I shall open it. I pick up the steal blade, and ram it deeply inside. Things quickly become dark now. The light is fading, the light is fading; I'm surrounded by the darkness I shut my eyes, death slowly creeps in; With one thump, my heart stops...
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Sep 15, 2010
Sep 15, 2010 at 3:55 PM UTC
Cold steal
A heartless realm we live in. This place we call our home. We are here-this realm of hell, But to each shall hold his own. The statue stands, it stares at me; tormenting me with its soul. This place I'm in, this evil land, a place I never wanted to go. The Raven hears my hollow words, and mocks them back at me. The statues cold, they stare at me for they will never let me go. This courtyards' dark, the buildings cold. The statues' stares are of ice. A glance so cold, a glance so frail It sees and yet it cannot. It's mourning me, my forgotten soul. For this much I am aware. It's eyes are cold, they stare me down I begin to lose control. The statues wings, I didn't see before. I watch as the shadows grow. The land grows darker; the land is cold and yet I stand alone. My cloths of black, my heart of stone I feel without feeling. I see myself, a reflection in water. I now understand their glares. This place I'm in, I'm one of them A statue that is so cold. I will see myself, never again for I now belong to them.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 1:36 PM UTC
The statues
Little by little, I'm losing my mind I'm slowly going insane Oh, my brother, who was so kind Please help me end this pain I'm alone within this darkness I think I might be in hell Somewhere beyond, can you hear that hiss Can you sense that horrid smell? somehow how or another, you think I'm insane I think it's quite contrary It's not my fault blood falls like rain it was my friend I shot and buried. Little by little, you pick me out I think you know to much I must **** you, without a doubt and serve you as a lunch. Little by little I'm losing my mind I'm slowly going insane It's over-rated, don't be so kind Or I'll stab you with my cane.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:30 AM UTC
Insane
Around the grave, they all gather, as they quietly begin to mourn In the middle of their hearts, stands a lonely thorn. Poking and stabbing, and jabbing away, everything seems so lost. Though it's winter, it's so cold, they don't mind old Jack Frost. A man has fallen in a war, something that shouldn't be fought But the government has it's lie, freedom should be bought Around the nation, the people wonder why they need to mourn It's the lies, it's the lies, being told by this lonely thorn. The weapons blast, people die, blood spills upon the ground Some people die, gone forever, their bodies are never found. War is war, there are no sides, nobody can truly win. But thanks to him, the war goes on, this should have been a sin. The battles rage on, people fall, and families start to mourn For the lies, that were told, now people are getting scorned. There's a lesson in all of this, but nobody will ever see It doesn't take blood, nor mass death, to continue to be free. And so the family begins to cry, they slander that one thorn The bell goes off as they leave, darkness is what they worn. God stands next to them, trying to give them comfort It's okay, my lonely child, I'm sorry for the hurt. War is hell, hell is war, this is what we know. People die, in the end, and the rivers end it's flow. All shall stop, not a sound, except from a single horn. Thanks to them we are dead, and now we are your thorn
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:29 AM UTC
One thorn
This girl I like, in a odd kind of way and yet we've never met I cannot hide, not from her I find this to be strange I've never seen her in my life only on a screen This darkness fades; it's now light Something from inside What is this, tell me God I am so unsure Help me God, Help me please Save me from myself I am here, and she is there and yet we are the same I'm not sure, what I should do I'm going to lose my mind I'm so confused, I'm so lost I don't know what to do She is there, and I am here How can we feel this way? We talk, we laugh, and we talk about what cannot be For I am here, and she is there I guess I'll never know
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:25 AM UTC
My prayer
A man alone, A man unheard never to speak a word He is a dream, a figment of what he used to be A man is married, he does not care She is his to own He torments her, all the time An illusion, of what he was A mirror is broken, a mirror is shattered Pieces of him on the floor He is shattered, he is broken nothing but a dream He is shattered, he is broken he lies on the floor The pieces of him, what he was before he took a drink He beats her often, he beats her hard She is always afraid He tries to change; He won't change And yet she wants to stay "I love him so, I love him so" Is all she ever says Beat her rough, beat her hard So she'll finally leave You loved him then, you hate him now You are wising up He hit you then, you shot him now You are finally safe The courts hate you, I love you this is our debate They let you free, you go with me You are finally safe.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:24 AM UTC
Broken
I tried to save her, I tried to take her away From that awful thing Without a trace, she goes away leaving me to wonder I'm hurt again, I'm not suprised all women are the same They mess with you, toy your mind making you insane My heart is hurting, it is broken and yet i'm not suprised I should have known, it would happen She was only full of lies She wasn't real, she wasn't real Why am I suprised? My heart is broken, **** this **** I now know what I am I am an entity; forever alone I am simply what I am I am that shadow, within the night Never to find my one I am alone, it is my fate that I never find my love I am now, filled with hate because she left me so In the dirt, in the dirt where my body lies I am forsaken, I am hurt and yet I am so numb Because of her, I lost my faith I will never find my one ****** again, not in that way I guess I am alone We are the ones, who lurk in the night never to find our love I am the one, who wreaks of death never to be close Stay away, so far away and you will safe from my hands, my twisted hands who have pushed you away.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:22 AM UTC
I could only try
I am that shadow, the one who is still lost I don't know why it's like that I am that demon, I am that angel that one who will always be stuck I am that darkness, that wreaks of filth you know what it is I mean I am that entity, that used to care I was once a living being I am dead on the inside, I have you to thank I am simply what I am I am that shadow, that was once a man I have since lost my identity I turned to God, I asked for help I have yet to find a reply I am that shadow, that was a man you make me want to die Because of you, I feel so lost you're always on my mind Because of you, I'm only a shell of what I used to be I prayed to God, I prayed to me none seem to help I cried and cried, I fell asleep and now you're in my dreams I was a man, I really cared I guess that wasn't enough I am that shadow; I am that shell of what I used to be My sea is dark, it's so deep I cannot see that light Somewhere inside, deep within me I know it must be there I am that Angel, I am that demon I always fight myself Do I love you, do I hate you? this is my own war I wanted to help, I want to save you From what you cannot see I tried so hard, I tried to fight But I am no longer me I harden up, on the inside to makeup for my loss Because of you, I am a new me I feel there's no love Love is fake, a small illusion of what we call lust It's not real, you stubborn fool you're thinking with your head I drive my car, I leave my past I drive so far away You cannot see, you cannot hear what I want to say I am a shadow, I used to care But now I am a shell Who am I, what am I? I am no longer me.
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Jul 14, 2010
Jul 14, 2010 at 9:18 AM UTC
I am darkness
I am that shadow, the one who is still lost I don't know why it's like that I am that demon, I am that angel that one who will always be stuck I am that darkness, that wreaks of filth you know what it is I mean I am that entity, that used to care I was once a living being I am dead on the inside, I have you to thank I am simply what I am I am that shadow, that was once a man I have since lost my identity I turned to God, I asked for help I have yet to find a reply I am that shadow, that was a man you make me want to die Because of you, I feel so lost you're always on my mind Because of you, I'm only a shell of what I used to be I prayed to God, I prayed to me none seem to help I cried and cried, I fell asleep and now you're in my dreams I was a man, I really cared I guess that wasn't enough I am that shadow; I am that shell of what I used to be My sea is dark, it's so deep I cannot see that light Somewhere inside, deep within me I know it must be there I am that Angel, I am that demon I always fight myself Do I love you, do I hate you? this is my own war I wanted to help, I want to save you From what you cannot see I tried so hard, I tried to fight But I am no longer me I harden up, on the inside to makeup for my loss Because of you, I am a new me I feel there's no love Love is fake, a small illusion of what we call lust It's not real, you stubborn fool you're thinking with your head I drive my car, I leave my past I drive so far away You cannot see, you cannot hear what I want to say I am a shadow, I used to care But now I am a shell Who am I, what am I? I am no longer me.
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