Darkshit Stories

impulsive bloodlines / mental trysts

Poems that have murder, rape, sucide in it, they range from Dark, Dark Dark, to very dark, and maybe some more, Eh is also not dark.

Confession Time

"And everything under the sun is in tune But the sun is eclipsed by the moon" Eclipse, Roger Waters pt. 2 to Thoughts Of A Dying (person?) Triggers for self harm, anxiety and all that fun stuff sept-dec 2017 HIGHEST #293 in Poetry 29/11/17 #847 in Poetry 2/10/17 #738 in Poetry 3/10/17 #669 in Poetry 3/11/17

This is about how life sucks and it is very personal

A story about a girl... That girl is unlucky... Can she end the curse?

this au has things with dark subjects ranks are ok

Guess what song the lyrics are from....pretty self explanatory...yeah

Banana bus squad,Poly!bbs, demons,thats all there is to it.

• "Who hurt you?" they ask. "Are you okay?" • If you decide to read through these poems, you'll come to realize how truly broken and hurt I am. This book has some real depressing stuff in it -- except for those rare occasions where some semi-happy poems make their way in. I try to write happy poems, I swear. It just doesn't work out. No matter what emotion my poems portray though, these poems are a product of the messy mind I live with, so I hope you enjoy them.

Words for those who weep at night and smile in the morning. A voice for those who silently cry then act like it was nothing. To those who prayed for a little bit of love and lost everything. It is better to stay quiet and not let them know anything.

" The reciprocity principle is one of the basic laws of social psychology: It says that in many social situations we pay back what we received from others." DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters or the cover art-it's a screenshot of the Grey Is... clipping by Dee Juusan, I just jazzed it up a bit.

Everything I'm supposed to be keeping mildly private.

This story is seen through the eyes of scissors in a girls room but there is a slight twist.

"•It is the most human thing in the world To come to terms with one's own mortality •" This isn't a collection it's just a constant stream of consciousness from june-september 2017 A book of how I think in the blood stained battle ground after a civil war. Enjoy. [HIGHEST: #213 in Poetry] #818 in Poetry 25/9/17 #683 in Poetry 27/9/17

x reader shit I'll at least try to write shit if ppl request it this is kinda a side book cuz I'm bored so may not update much

"You have to let go." She said, soon his sweaty hands would give out and she would fall to the cold water below her. "No." He said shaking his head side to side. "Let go." She said more sternly to him. His hands we're growing more sweaty by the moment. "I'm sorry." She said to him, before letting go of his hand. She smiled faintly at him as she fell. He reached over the cliff screaming her name. "I love you." She said before splashing into the cold water.