These are just a collection of poems that I write on a daily basis. My poems are always dark and gruesome, by the way. I'll update whenever I write another, which may not be for a while.
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Ballad of Sadness
The ice has frozen over the casket
That lay, cold and darkened
That tear has remained on her face
A rather uncommon quiet
She stands there, gazing at what could be
But yet, she hasn't realized
This is a dream she'll never see
Slowly, walking away, her heart aches with desire
To gaze upon her beloved one more time
She threw herself in the fire
Again, the same day, families mourned the two
The man thought of this as nothing, and shot himself right there, too
Again, the same night, a daughter mourns her father
Wishing to race one more time
She flung herself in the water
The mother, bed stricken, out of love and hate
Grabbed the knife and slit her wrists
And said
"But God you're far too late."
***
The Eulogy: Part II
The remainder of my childhood years
Were simply spent
In fear and in fright
For the countless monsters that could be
Lurking in the night
For, I would fear, had I been sleeping
The perilous shouts of the deceased
And those of weeping
Could possibly disturb me of a slumber
For, I imagined, as night would finally fall
Demons could crawl from my boards
Of a numerous number
Later on in life, I feel my dreams decisively decided
To bring the reality of the horrors alive
Every time I'd pause to sleep
The horrid scene set at night
The Eulogy spent of my younger life
Were solemnly spent
In fear of
Continuous dreams, lurking of fright
The only wish I pray to after my demise
Is that these terrible dreams don't precede my mind
The other wish I pray to
After my heart is waning to die
Is that my mind is free and at peace
From the nightmares
That used to persuade my nights
***
Alone
She lays there, six feet under stone
After many years of countless tries
There she lies
She's still alone
She lays there, in a dreamless sleep
She's stuck in a retched slumber
Because her thoughts were far too deep
She lays there, on her bed, razor in hand
She's tired of living anymore
This is what she cannot stand
She's close to the edge
She's not that far
It's just one more cut, it's just a scar
But when she's dead and far deceased, all the people can think to say is,
"I hope she's glad she rests in peace."
Then, she lays there, here yet again
This was once foretold
About a girl that wanted to die
And there she is
She's still alone
***
The Bullet
Kill me now; shoot me dead
Stick the bullet in my head
The dream won't last, won't last too long
A second to say and then it's gone
Take the blood and fill my lungs
Drown them fast, the Devil's tongue
The breath won't stay or will it sink?
The Devil's brain the one to think
Strain my neck and break my bones
Ground the dust down with a stone
The pain'll go quick, much like a flash
A moment to dream, but shall it last?
Make the metal devour my brain
Make it look like hell has rained
Take the blood and drown me there
Take blood and steal my air
Force my neck to snap and take
Force my bones to slowly break
My Death hath stay no longer for
Strip my bones to nothing more
Bury me there, a ghastly rose
Will then rise after I decompose.
***
Alternate
Pull the trigger, cut my neck
Make it seem like life has left
Slash my wrists and cut my eyes
Take my life and leave me blind
Push me off a desolate bridge
An insant kill, an instant death
A pleasant wish, my final breath
Under the earth is where I am to be
Alone from all, I'm finally free
Death is peaceful, much like ease
Alone I stay, I no longer breathe.
