Gloom Stories

Complete moron vs the Kanto region, enjoy.

A quiet collection of reflections, written on days when the world felt too loud and I needed to hear myself again. These aren't answers - just soft thoughts, fleeting emotions, and things I never said aloud. For anyone who has ever felt too much, too little, or nothing at all. 🕊️ Author's Note: All poems in this book are original works by Sylen. You are welcome to share or repost my writing as long as full credit is given - please include my pen name and a link back to the original source. These words were written with honesty and care, and I ask that they be shared with the same respect. Sylen🕊️

When you are not fed love on a silver spoon, you learn to lick it off knives. 𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐘 𝐏𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑 ╱ 𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐄𝐑𝐀 Sirius Black x F!OC © 2026 𝑤𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑛𝑙𝑖𝑙𝑖𝑒𝑠

Disclaimer: I wrote these poems when I was an angsty 13 year old between 2 class periods. Do with that what you will.

love ship is sailing 😊😊

I know that Jay and Cassie do NOT like each other romantically, this is PURELY FOR FUN. No disrespect to Nini or Terry, either. (Hope I spelled every name right)

❝ why is nurturing sorrow like sprouting a tree, why are we not the humanitarians that we would like to be? ❞ ━ my book of poesy that drips of the warmth of saturn; the wrath of hades. do not read if you are not prepared to embrace this cryptical gloom. 30 rhythmic poems.

the world is not fair and we don't always get what we want. But even knowing those things, I still ask, why can't we have a fair world? Why can't we have a happy life? Why?

I am Gloom. Welcome to The House of Dying . . . Not every Pokémon can live forever. At The House of Dying that is a known fact. The Pokémon that live there accept that, the community built inside the old timber walls live to die with each other.

Open [] Closed [✓] Judging [] A winter themed competition with dark story prompts.

All Harley has ever wanted was to grow up and become a famous YouTuber like her idols, DanTDM, LDShadowlady, Smallishbeans, Graser10, Pewdiepie, Gloom, Yammy and more. What will she do if the opportunity is presented to her right at her doorstep? What will she do if she finds love along the way?

How happy are you last Christmas? This story is about a boy spending his Christmas Eve. I tried writing this story to practice telling descriptions of the things around the character. This story is gloomy though. I hope you like it!

I write this story as it is Christmas Eve 2018. I'm having frustrations lately at the office, I am still getting past thyroid difficulties and so many of my good friends have gone out of town for the holiday. But compared to 35 years ago, this night isn't so bad.

Check out these wacky short stories ill post atleast one every day

Flowers and Roses, Play with friends until dawn... Knifes and guns, Tanks shooting walls... war rages on... Life is Beautiful....

poetry i've written, not finished

What happens to a haunted mind in a cold room? Hope, of course.