Darkpoetry Stories

A haunting collection of poetry and prose for the desperate, the wicked, and those hopelessly in love with their own misery.

The Depths of Her Mind is a collection of emotions that were easier to write than to say. Some pages hold the weight of overthinking, some carry loss, yearning, fear, hope, or the quiet moments that are difficult to put into words. Every poem was written in a moment that needed somewhere to exist. There isn't just one story to follow, only honest pieces of a mind trying to understand itself, one poem at a time. If you've ever struggled to express what was happening inside you, perhaps you'll find a part of yourself within these pages. This is intended to be a safe place for every emotion, every thought, and everyone who has ever struggled to express what they carry inside. You are welcome here, without judgment.

Maybe you don't know it yet, maybe you haven't noticed it, maybe you haven't felt it. But all of us, are broken somewhere on the inside. We've all been sad at one point or another, or depressed, or lonely. We've all been broken. ______________ Just a collection of short stories and poems by a sad teenager.

"There is no one-not two, not three, To grab my ankles, stop the spree. I ran along derailing trains; I saw a man's invading pains. I stood where no one dared to pass, In that forgotten moldy class." An Autofiction wrote in proficient form

Behold, he walks though laid to rest, Entombed beneath my false behest.

The words l couldn't say out loud

•Dramatic and Gothic Prose Poem. •Theatrical Dramatic Monologue: If this were part of a play or a high-fantasy script.

These are the catacombs wherein my deepest fantasies, darkest fears, and every carefully crafted facade have been entombed. Here my soul lies, stripped bare before you. Tread gently, tread fearlessly, and enter with your eyes forever open.

Some feelings rot in silence. Some love stories never become stories at all. The Words I Will Never Say is a collection of raw, intimate literary pieces about longing, grief, love, anger, memory, and the unbearable weight of things left unsaid. Written in moments of vulnerability and overthinking, these pieces explore what it means to feel too much in a world that teaches people to stay quiet. For the ones who loved softly, lost deeply, and carried entire conversations in their heads long after the goodbye. These are the confessions, apologies, and truths that never made it past my lips.

"For the hearts that feel too much, too often, too deeply. These poems are for you" This is a collection of feelings that you all might be bearing. I just want to be someone who understands you.

These are truths I was never taught to speak. Here lie the words I swallowed, the pain I buried, and the questions they told me not to ask. For the unheard. For the unseen. For the ones who feel too much in a world that tells them to feel less. I write for you. I write for me.

Aftermath is a raw, darkly introspective poem that wrestles with the cruel weight of emotions questioning why we must endure the overwhelming pain, grief, and silence after the good ones are taken, trapped in a relentless cycle of fleeting euphoria crushed by shadows of fear, shame, and regret.

why does everything that make us feel even remotely alive kill us? //collection of poetry//

We spend our whole lives begging strangers to handle us with gentle hands. We write grand rules for how we want to be loved, yet we never stop to ask the only thing that actually matters: "When was the last time you were gentle with yourself?" This is not a story about finding your other half. It is a sharp, surgical look at the quiet execution we mistake for romance: the decision to carve away your own landscape just to purchase an hour of quiet in someone else's shadow. Stop starving yourself to feed a stone.

wiersz o walce z własnym umysłem, lęku i chwili, kiedy trudno odróżnić rzeczywistość od tego, co dzieje się w głowie. ⚠️ zawiera: psychozę, halucynacje, ciężkie emocje i cierpienie psychiczne.

An exploration of mortality, isolation, and the weight of unspoken thoughts. A collection of short, free-verse poems collected over the years, capturing the corners of the human mind.

just dark philosophical poems i wrote enjoy reading :) this is my first story to publish so if there's anything wrong in my poems please tell me in the comments 🙏 Also crediting whatever Pinterest picture I got from Google because it ain't mine. Just wrote dark poetry on it .