#darklove
wrapped around fresh bones -
a graceful past, her throat filled with black flowers.
petals pour from her mouth; a fractured sanity shattered in half.
her eyes - a gravity of your fears -
white as snow, empty as dry oceans.
faint suns; pale stars in the starved sky.
each day crawling closer to you; an ocean of rotting promises.
wrapped around the night -
her skin pulses with the ageless music of passing hours.
bleeding with love, dripping with festering delight.
an enchantment of decomposing virtue - covered in spoiled children of death.
a kiss so bitter; a touch so sweet -
all so beautifully decayed.
May 17
May 17, 2026 at 6:54 PM UTC
I thought maybe ,
maybe if I were blonde
or red-haired
maybe if I were taller
or shorter
maybe if I were more German
or more Latin
maybe if I were funnier
or cooler
maybe if I loved you more
or less
maybe if I talked more
or less
maybe if I came closer to you
or stayed further away
maybe if I had lived in this country longer
or not as long
maybe if I wore more revealing clothes
or covered myself more
maybe if I were more like those girls
or less like those girls
then maybe
you would love me
then I thought of something else
if I became all those things
I would become less myself
and if I were less myself
would the person you loved
still be me?
May 15
May 15, 2026 at 8:51 AM UTC
The bright light shines
In the darkest of hours
Where does one go
To rid myself and shower?
Through the darkest of forests
Grueling caves, city lights
No man can withstand
The burden at hand
An immortal hunger
A man with no slumber…
I yearn for the taste of love
I’ve outlived any future I imagined
Drenched in crimson showers
I yearn of passion
Blinded by the smell of lust…
As the midnight hour strikes
I stretch my wings
Shake off my imaginary thought
And prepare for flight
This curse of mine
I wish to die for just one night…
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 5:28 PM UTC
Walk away now.
Turn back before you have gone to far.
To good for black widowed ways.
More than her preying mantis love.
She knows the monster that she is,
This is why she tells you to run.
Her greatest creation,
The masks for which she has spun.
Intricately woven threads of silky lies
intwined with bits of brokenness.
A warm summer breeze to mask the inferno within.
A sweet delicate smile to mask the bleeding tongue.
A flutter of her eyes to mask the cold dead stillness.
Run.
She gives you fair warning,
Run.
This is not what she wants for you
But she can not help who she is.
She would rather you in the arms of another lover
Then to remain with her where she will eat you alive.
Her darkness is contagious.
Her beauty only a facade from afar.
Get to close she will cut you
and allow the Black Death to seep in.
She doesn't want this, she doesn't
But she is to weak to stop
She is only strong enough to warn you
But you must chose to walk.
Turn around.
Run.
She cannot feel though she tries
Forget this girl and move on.
You are to good for her.
Need I tell it to your face?
You are to good for me.
(And he did)
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 9:46 PM UTC
You keep calling,
With that voice,
The one I use,
When I want a twist.
Into whatever is happening,
Me and you,
Her and him,
Toxicity and whatever this love is.
The close pull,
Long pauses,
In between moments,
The unseriousness into what we are.
The mixture we dont hate,
Poison,
Made for both of us,
I introduced......you stayed.
Now you keep feeling,
A past,
You aren't sure you want,
You want that intoxicating pull.
Like an attachment,
You keep me close,
More of whatever I am,
Like you cant live without me.
You want nothing,
To do with me,
You say that,
While getting undressed.
A little bit of this and that,
Always,
Between me and you,
Maybe one day we will change.
By:Jn
Mar 23
Mar 23, 2026 at 11:27 AM UTC
In the darkest places you can roam,
In the coldest waters, far from home,
In the deepest fears you keep inside,
A single whistle I’ll be by your side.
I can wait for months, for years, for days,
Lost in time, in silent ways.
At your first call I will come through,
With all my love, I’ll rescue you.
But if you hurt me, look and see,
The fault will rest inside of thee.
For those who wound what once was true
Regret the pain they never knew.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 3:21 PM UTC
Its never ending December
So much tragedy glows Amber
Inside a useless head ,cold restless and messy bed.
Sleep left its been a while,
No strength to run another mile
a small try to gather all scattered pain
Its easy when eye forgets to rain
Like The Bard of Avon ,
He preserved beauty in poetry
Beloved's beauty within summer's day of Sonnet 18 ..
Can I too ?..no beauty but the pain of unknown duty by hurting alone ?
Maybe summer exists there
In mythical world and happy classics ?
In the clear sky of summer
Where the star winks?
Its a Place of forever winter
Snow melts by old tragic tales
Blanket narrates those until the liquid pearl fells
No bird sings to soothe the heart
Without melody all we fall apart
Within heart winter stays,
No sunny memory of heydays
Eyesight without sleep ,heavy limbs numb lips
Can't talk about ,all the tale it keeps
So we write through heavy mind
Maybe summer exits in a world
Where winter is kind
Jan 26
Jan 26, 2026 at 4:25 AM UTC
as that white luminous orb sings to me every night,
finding me yearning in a state of inescapable isolation,
longing for you to inhabit my vessel once more,
begging for your soul to land back within my fingertips,
smiling in a daze when i think of all the times we had,
a time when you were mine to absorb,
a time when my veins would crave sinking their teeth into your heart,
allowing it to pulsate with the pinnacle of human emotion, my love.
one you deemed was infatuation, obsession, dependency, exhausting.
but if yours was “love” , why would you refuse my hearts gates?
one you deemed evermore a segregated cage.
as that red luminous orb sings to me every night, evoking that image of our beautiful red string intertwining our caricatures close,
comforting me of my loss
for when i regrettably wake up,
realizing its songs full of deception,
myself full of delusions,
finding it was an unadorned white string i had pulled and submerged in our blood, in an attempt to fool the universe.
finding oneself laying in a puddle of pretty teardrops,
a heart super soaked,
drowning me in my own sorrows from the inside out
gently arising, passing silk curtains, ones footsteps approaching that glistening balcony,
my eyes call for clouds to reveal,
as that white orb cries empathizing with my epiphany,
i close my heart once more, the breeze carrying me to the tides, where the ebbs and flow will chant my bloods flavor,
moons mourning the oceans tragedy.
Jan 19
Jan 19, 2026 at 8:15 AM UTC
Too many graves
the corpses, gone.
I counted wrong.
Too many knives,
the wounds, done.
I healed wrong.
Carving a waterfall
in that trap door
you call a soul.
Craving to become
a river to pour in you
this madness
you call my soul.
Too many shadows
the faces, gone.
I thought wrong.
Too much on my mouth
the promises, done.
I spoke wrong.
Carving a crack
in that wrecked beauty
you call a heart.
Craving to sneak
and pour in you
this virus
I call love.
Too much good
heaven, gone.
Too much joy
disguises, done.
I promised, never again.
The fingers, crossed.
Carving doodles
in the ruins
of who you were.
Craving eternity
as I pour this madness
into the ocean
you call us.
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.
Writings about a consuming love we would love to hate.]
Oct 22, 2025
Oct 22, 2025 at 2:04 AM UTC
Fishing at the edge of this abyss
murky waters swallow my feet
always wondering,
wondering always
what lurks underneath?
Setting a beautiful net
shiny fabric swallowed by haze
always fooled
fooled always
what will I trap?
Fishing at the verge of this abyss
mucky waters stain my skin
always hoping
hoping always
it will be worth it.
Fisher, you should have known
only foul critters crave beauty.
Fisher, you should have known
only atrocious jaws devour love.
Setting a beautiful net
worn out golden fabric
always loving
loving always
the teeth sinking in my hands.
Setting a tender net
sewn back with hair
always knowing
knowing always
who would adore you
if it is not me?
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.
Writings about a consuming love we would love to hate.]
Jul 16, 2025
Jul 16, 2025 at 6:45 PM UTC
Midnight makes no sound when it arrives.
Silently deadly you sneak into my bones,
sweetly deadly you nest inside.
With no time to escape
and too scared to play dead.
Night craves for no light
and my only shelter is my own flesh
but oh wait,
you are already inside.
Silently deadly like a virus,
sweetly deadly like love.
Every day at dusk, I hide.
But oh wolf,
you have to find me only once.
Loudly blatantly you munch my bones,
delightfully blatantly you nest inside.
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.]
Jul 7, 2025
Jul 7, 2025 at 10:44 AM UTC
I rest your head on my lap
and I promise everything is alright.
I caress your hair—
and it's myself who I deceive when I say
I will heal all that aches.
Playing peek-a-boo with your demons
I grant each and every desire.
Gasping lullabies to your ear,
do you rest when they sleep?
Playing hide and seek with your demons
they feed me all your whims.
Gasping bedtime stories to your ear
until you fall asleep
and they come with me.
[Another recurrence of the Devotion Rot habit—spilled as art.]
Jul 1, 2025
Jul 1, 2025 at 2:13 PM UTC
People warned me,
turned against me,
said I was a fool.
Yet you I trusted
but now that's busted.
Still my love overrules
And I don't wanna ****
something so divine.
Who knew I could have
so much love inside?
Even through all the suffering,
for you I’d still give anything.
You’ve turned my care into a curse,
my offer of aid into a disgrace.
You're always messing with my mind,
sabotaged all I tried to rebuild.
Now I lie in bed alone
clinging to all you left me.
I still look for your attention
and I have cried so much
over your wandering affection,
over how I miss your touch.
Tell me how can I move on
when I’ve loved you so wholly?
But I don't wanna ****
something so divine.
Highly doubt I could
even if I tried.
I’ve held on so tightly
though it’d suffocate me.
But even through all the suffering,
for you I would do anything.
Feb 23, 2025
Feb 23, 2025 at 7:21 PM UTC
I promised you I would always stay,
swore on a bond I thought would never break.
Then there came a time everything conflict
but I meant every word, every bit of it.
I can still remember myself say
That I’m with you, all the way.
I held on so tightly, refusing to let go,
my heart cracking wildly with every push-pull.
I found myself drowning in all that I know,
but I’m not one for giving up. No, I stay faithful...
I do everything that I can to lift you up.
I give anything without ever planning to stop.
And then for a moment, when I’m left alone with my dreams,
a voice pipes up asking, what about these?
And what about
me?
I march and stagger onward, far under the stars
Carrying the weight of two broken, battered relationships
and a big heavy heart that’s covered with scars.
Who ever knew it would come to this?
Vengeful memories haunt me in the night
And I pray all this pain and suffering will finally subside,
Yet for you I’ll still stand strong.
Even worn out, I’ll keep holding on.
Yes I’ll BURN alight
in hopes of winning your fight.
Feb 22, 2025
Feb 22, 2025 at 12:37 PM UTC
Her skin tone is dark,
So she gets no good marks.
She walks on the road or goes to the park,
She fears people passing grave remarks.
Why darkness is not beauty?
Why do people tell her to be fair and lovely?
Can only fair be lovely?
And dark is ugly?
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 9:59 PM UTC
In silent dread
My weary steps slow and falter
On this winding path I tread
Sadness reflects upon the water
And on my soul, its shadow cast
Sadness comes, sadness goes
Life is bright, or dark with woe
Will you kiss my cold lips at last?
My heart grows faint and weary
Touched with deep grief
On this longest day dreary
A gift of sorrow without relief
And on my soul, its shadow cast
As daylight fades
Into deep night shades
Will you kiss my cold lips at last?
ALesiach © 06/25/2017
Jul 22, 2019
Jul 22, 2019 at 3:30 PM UTC
I can’t even think to for the words for you, so many so little time..
I’m sorry: for being even a blip in your existence
For taking you away from your course
That I’m leaving a stain in your memory
For wasting as much time as I already have
You’re sleeping next to me tonight
That I won’t be your sacrifice
I won’t be able to give you our demon spawn
That I allowed myself to love you
I say you’re the most beautiful I’ve ever seen
I’m so ******* stupid
For absolutely loving our ***
Because I accepted you with ease
That we have a divine connection
I couldn’t help you help yourself
The others before me hurt you so bad
For not being able to give you the world
My emotions get out of hand
That sometimes I just don’t understand
I have shown you a different light
This will be our last fight
It’s our last night
But I have to stop there because you would tell me I’m making it about me or not trying to understand you
But tonight I will be selfish and I will say my side even if no one sees this
I’m so happy I got to fall in love with you even if you, as you say, don’t love me
You are the best I will ever have in bed; you hold me all through the night; our *** is unreal, the way you can make my body feel
You listened when no one would and wouldn’t when everyone could lend an ear
I haven’t had any serious nightmares since being with you but I’ll lay it out right I have nightmares every night
You make me feel unstoppable, I never would have felt that without you
The amazing things we seen and the earth shattering things you allowed me to dream
The way you made me scream acting out my fantasies
Purple spotted skin from the **** you were not into; including ******* on me
Feeding into my multiple personalities, allowing them to learn how to love and it’s ok for little Maddie to be
Letting Maddie roam free, mushroom hunting and ******* me
Telling me you actually enjoy my poetry; making me feel motivated and free
I love your soul and every personality including Zero... even if he wants to **** me
Nights and days in the cemetery; that night you grabbed my back, the nap that could’ve lasted an eternity
Eternity...you make me believe
Most of all showing me that this reality is just another dream; coming to know me you know how I exit my dreams
So I’m sorry to say this will be our last memory because tonight I will finally give into my urges to bleed
I don’t intend to die but sometimes I can get a little extreme and hopefully tomorrow I might wake to a dream within a dream
I wouldn’t get my hopes up though because it will probably just be a cold reality
May 7, 2019
May 7, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC
You must understand my fear
As I grow closer to you dear
No more bite or insurrection
You penetrate the armour
Hard covers but tender underbelly
Be gentle in your stroke
Blisters fester
Red welt of swollen lips
Let the blood fall as it may
Unafraid
You are the light in my everyday
Slither hither
& crawl over blistering heat
You seek, you sting
Sharp penetrating glance
Venom glistens like the dewdrop
Do drop & Let drop the droplets
Wet hard the mind ****
Chittering madness
Stinger in brain
Dark obsidian, your poison sings
Your back
Glistens shiny.
Your armour penetrating dance
Brings me back
Tail quivers
Knees weak
Crawl to me
The strike
The sting
Your poison venom
The venom inside me
No antidote or logic
No rhyme or reason
Your venom sings
sound gone
Mind blown
Eyes blind and heart bleeding
I am your zombie baby
Obey me
Tease me
Play with me
Seize me
Sting me
Again and again.
Sep 3, 2016
Sep 3, 2016 at 12:26 AM UTC
He looked at her,
Her hands were caked with black inks,
Filled with words she will never utter through her mouth,
How effortlessly she twists her hair into messy bun,
How she never ever wears make-up,
Daring enough not to conceal her beautiful imperfections,
How she clung books tightly to her chest,
Like a shield defensing her,
And how she walks confidently, yet stares on the ground afraid to have any eye contact,
I can't help but get attracted more and more by her quirkiness,
Every ******* time she passes by me.
Mar 10, 2015
Mar 10, 2015 at 3:09 PM UTC
While sleeping and holding Shadow Queen tight Shadow King slowly began to feel his body being puked away from her, like it (or something else) didn't want him close to her. He caught himself and fought the urge to let her go and stayed where he was. Then he felt it again and heard a voice inside his head telling him to let her go. He fought back once more and this time held her tighter. Then in his mind he saw a creature dark red with glowing red eyes pop into his mind it began to pull his Shadow Wolf spirit. The more it pulled the more his body tried to pull from Shadow Queen. It seemed as tho his Shadow Wolf was almost helpless when it came to this daemon so he fought back. Soon both Shadow King and his Shadow Wolf were fighting this creature. They finally destroyed it, tho it was not easy. Shadow King was finally free to hold his queen tight all through the night. The next morning Shadow King felt something strange...it was happiness, pure happiness. He had not felt this in a long time, might never really have felt it. There was no longer anything holding him back from loving his queen with everything he had. They're lives were so much better simply bcs they were finally happy together. <3
Aug 24, 2014
Aug 24, 2014 at 12:36 AM UTC
You chose the wrong girl
Even I can see I am perfect for you
I would have taken all your darkness
And swallowed it whole
If you needed a fight
I would have given it to you
And baby we both know
I am a pro at making you feel like a man
I could have stood in a room with your crazy
And we would shake hands
**** that
We would have torn each others clothes off
And ****** like animals
Like a mad symphony
In its chaotic way
It would have worked
You stupid man
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 12:32 PM UTC