Seroiusly Dark

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This is a poem contest for dark poems. This does not include self-pity poems (i.e. cutting, suicide, broken hearts). I am looking for originaly dark poems. The prizes will be satisfaction that your better then everyone else, according to my opinion. The contest ends when I decide.

No. Need. For. A. Name.

They stuck needles in my eyes,
They do not care,
They do not have any
Mercy to spare.
They stuck tubes in my veins,
And pumped me with ice,
They do not care,
They do not hear my screams.
I didn't cry,
Not once,
Not a tear,
Even when they branded me,
With fire-covered fear.
They stuck needles in my eyes,
And my eyelids did not shut,
I screamed a loud,
I shouted a lot.
I called them names,
It's all the same,
I begged them for mercy,
They do not care.
They finished and left,
They are no longer here.
They stuck tubes in my veins,
And pumped me with ice,
I remember as they pondered what to do to me next,
As they rolled the dice.
It landed on six,
And they rolled it again,
It landed on four,
I want this pain no more.
They left the needles in,
And I cannot take them out,
They were already gone,
They did not hear my shout.
I took a knife,
To my own veins,
And from them drank,
The frothing ice.
I felt numb,
And was at peace.
I floated, it seemed,
So far away,
I do not care,
What you say...
For they stuck needles in my eyes,
They want me to die.
I stood outside,
In the pouring rain,
I only want an end,
To all this pain.

*This poem was inspired by my dentophobia (severe fear of dentists) and because of that fear I am caught within a raging toothache...plus the added fear that the pain will overwhelm me and I will have to go and face the epicenter of my phobia, once and for all.
I do not expect this to reach any status at all, but it's the darkest that I have ever written.

//T.L.//

My Guardian Angel

I stand here protected, as one guarded child.
I sit alone safely, where nothing is wild.
Never been in danger, never in harm's way.
and all of life's challenges, waited at bay.

i have always been happy, for I've never felt pain.
my angel stands by me through sun snow and rain.
she is always smiling. and a smile she receives.
she tricks enemies away, or is it me she deceives?

I have always been guarded, and so never in fear.
and I stay locked up always, year after year.
have not seen a human, for she said they are bad
and even though i am healthy, i remain sad.

have i been missing out, is there much more to life,
could i someday have children and maybe a wife?
I must see it for myself, no longer can i wait.
i must be fragile, for fear is a human trait.

i wanted the experience, yet she locked me in.
i tried to run away, but she will always win.
I'm stuck here forever, i cry through the night.
and for the first time ever, i am feeling fright.

so long's gone by now, i still am stuck here.
i now cry every night, for real life is so near.
but here i shall stay, until my final breath.
so is she My Guardian Angel, or my Angel of Death.

Oscar

Child of the Night [Ottava Rima]

All the angels ignore my howling plead,
Sending death's kiss in a pink rose bouquet.
Grave dug on hells turf, ready to proceed,
At the sun set on my very last day.
My blood squeezed from my eyes, tears to concede,
As this hunger inside me fades away.
Left in a wooden cage to suffocate,
Death consumes me as I disintegrate.

They used to call me the ‘child of the night’
Forever bathed in misery’s presence.
Not a human but a demon of plight
A beast feeding on world pain in essence
My tongue took the melancholy of light.
And the innocence in me now lessens,
Burning prey with smoke from my father’s hand
I’m the devil’s daughter, the child of man...

Ghostly White Eyes
by ♥ Jєѕѕу ♥

Sitting all alone
Tied up in a dark room
Struggling to reach the phone
Waiting to meet her doom..

She lets out a cry
But is heard by none
Oh how I wish I could fly
Oh, please god, just let me run..

A hooded figure walks in
A knife is what is held
He is going to enjoy committing this sin
And the effort of being repelled..

He looks at her pale face
Her eyes blackened with fear
This he wants agony to replace
As he brings the blade near..

Screaming with pain
As again and again he slices
Making her slowly go insane
Her body left to its own devices..

She pleads and she begs
But he does not listen
Slowly carving flesh from her legs
The scarlet blood starting to glisten..

He looks around with satisfaction
And closes her now ghostly white eyes
He prods her bloody skin but finds no reaction
And leaves this place to be haunted by her deathly cries..

Tide Of Misfortune

Castle of sand beneath the dirt of my feet
ruining the dreams of tide to wash it away
the only thing i called my own with pride
reconstructing again in my nightmares everyday

wounded heart with the passion of endless sky
embracing my soul to keep it as red as wine
eyes have blinked at the very moment of glory
and the strange desires for life are no more mine

do you know, somethings just never change
in a world where air is bound by endless pain
faces look strange but destiny remains the same
in a world where there is nothing for us to gain

castle of dreams beneath the kiss of misery
breathing heavily to live for one more day
inside a fragile soul there is still a hope to see
the tide of misfortune turning the other way

My Theater

So nice to have you all today
welcome to my theater of dream
ride hell while watching my play
but be silent when i scream

now that you have entered my territory
its time for you paint my dreams come true
these tears won't shed for free
bleeding smile we yet have to go through

tonight these black curtains would fall
and our souls will fly high
if something to be heard, that will be my final call
and then we all will feel, what is there after we die

i am so glad to have you all with me
welcome to my theater of dream
this is the place you were supposed to be
so respect my agony when i scream

one by one visit my gallowspole
its time for you paint my dreams come true
if something to be heard, that will be my final call
bleeding smile we yet have to go through

This Is Insane

Kiss stars
from burning moon
future dies
forever is ending soon

peace for world
with my white gun
shivering to live
from this cold sun

fu@kin insane
is what they call me
prognosticate as i see

stitch bullet's wound
with that useless skin of your
consume my green fluid
for your happiness's cure

beating lungs
screaming heart
make love to my scars
on the night of holocaust

insane…sound so damn insane
that’s what they call me
prognosticate as i see

embrace nightmares
love rejection
murder everywhere
lover's perfection

"A kid again"
by Wings of an Angel

Her mind so lost, her skin so pale.
How could this go wrong, where did she fail?
Running away from a violent home,
Leaving nothing, no note, or the number to her phone.
Her dad used to hit her, she couldn't take it anymore,
She would never go back, live that life, she was sure.
She ran and she ran, anywhere but here,
Beginning a new life, living every day in fear.
Finding a nice man, and got her own little girl,
Until she found his dark side, perfect was her world.
She tries to stop him, but he just won't quit,
he beat up his child, because she wouldn't fit.
The little girl bleeds, crying her last tear,
The mother tied up, meeting her worst, cold fear.
The man she used to love, was going so damn wild,
Punching and kicking, his own little child.
"Stop it, stop it, take me instead"
the mother cries to the man, fearing her own child dead.
He looks crazy, as he looks at his wife,
He goes to the kitchen, gets a knife.
"Shut up, or Ill kill her!" loud he screams,
He looks so cold, she wonders if its just her dreams.
He smiles his as the little girl prayer's her last amen.
He runs the knife over her troath, and the womans feels like just a kid again.

idk if this is right..if not let me know..

My Angel of Darkness

Come to me my angel from the black,
If you've come to take my soul, I don't want it back.
The tides are changing; soon I'll just be a memory,
A picture is the only way anyone will remember me.

My angel of darkness, what is my sin?
What made you appear? What made this begin?
Was I a bad girl, or didn't live my life out?
I can honestly say I know I lived my life in doubt.

My dark angel, will I get wings like you?
So I can fly around hell, and get a good view-
Of the fires burning below, so very hot,
For when I get there, that'll be all I got.

My angel of darkness, thank you for being here,
Now take me away before I fill with fear.
Can I write a note for my family or is it too late?
Oh well, let's go then, dying alone is my fate.

Something That Had to be Done
By: Jordan (TheMisanthrope)

Blindfolded...

I walk slowly toward the anger that has manifested itself in front of me.

Shadowed by my present days...

Forsaken in a thousand ways,

I shudder at the (fore)sight of your
up-and-coming cacophonic death.

(Screaming as the wound tears into the deep, dark abyss that is your flesh)

I can smell the sweat on your brow. I don't even need to see the look of terror that is whiped all over your face.

This blindfold proves to be nothing but a translucent cloth, symbolizing my strengths and your weaknesses.

This is the end, dear.

The end.

Nothing can be reversed.

You failed and now I will complete the failure.

Barrel's raised. Loaded. Cocked.

Goodbye. Try not to be so pathetic in your afterlife.

And remember. I will always love you.

If this isn't dark enough, let me know...maybe I can scrounge something else up.

Ummm I just wrote this, I dont know if this is what you are looking for but it is dark.

~Calling all Ravens~

Calling all Ravens
The time has come
Spread your wings
And begin the feast.
Corpses on the grown
Gather around
Calling all Ravens,
The time is now.
No need to fight
The humans have
Done that for you,
Bow your heads
Before you begin
To eat.
Say a raven prayer
For so much to go around
Humans and their wars
No need to complain
Fill your stomach
This is your time to feast.
Calling all Ravens
Dawn is arising
The flesh is gone
The bones
Are torn,
Calling all Ravens
You had your fun
Spread your wings
And wait for the next feast.

here is one.

Dreaming

She perches on a bridge arms stretched high
Ignoring the murmurings of passers by
She leaps into space as if she can fly
And she falls

She dives down deep into the blue sea
She swims deeper though burning her lungs may be
Down and down she swims, gliding smooth and free
And she drowns

She lights a burning pyre, and the flames touch the sky
She watches the smoke spiralling on high
She steps up onto the fuel, brittle and dry
And she burns

She murmurs and rustles in her heavy sleep
A scarred arm slides out under the white sheet
In her mind are images of sky, flames and water deep
And she dreams

like a fire from the heavens
staining angel wings
Like the dead unfeeling cold
tempting corpses to sing

Like venomous kisses of a vampire
sucking life from precious veins
Like eternal shriveled blackness
filled with crimson rain

Like the howl of the weeping moon
squirming inside a werewolf's cry
Or two eyes glowing in your head
initiating a wish to die

Like bleeding knives of broken hearts
trembling in disguise
The world falls to perpetual dark,
blind to its demise

forsworn demons with tattered souls
drown in pools of crimson tears
while people cower all around
prisoners to their fears

Pale white faces fade to dust
driven by despair
Ghostly whispers fill my mind
glaring faces everywhere

Echos from the darkest realm
Swallow down a world of sins
But all the while they increase
taunting worries from within

the end had come, the end of light
let the dead bid us away
Not even the strongest overcome this fight
We're all left to wander astray

Moon shadows
by Silhouette, of something unimaginable

A whisper from above
creeping slowly,
silently,
in a dark shadow

roaming, in wonder,
the land never traveled
he finds a maiden
drains her and continues

silent in the night
he walks,
with no destination
never in the same place

traveling through darkness
with the moon as his sun
no dame is safe
not while he travels

to many he is a man
but to all he is a murderer
never awake at day
only at night

traveling in the shadows
created by our moon
haunting, hunting,
no one sleeps in the moon shadows

Decadent Soldiers

Go forth ye soldiers, who sunshine craves
Upon the land strip mother earth
Plunder and rape the maiden, fair of face
With her blood and body, quench thy thirst.
Draw battle lines upon the ground
And feast ye upon thy brethren host
As clashing swords and victory sound
Spear thy son's and daughter's ghost.

Take heed thy lovers of the day
And draw a bath of bitter wine
Bathe the demons who has come to play
Among the heathens lost in time.
Slay Satan's foes with a single stance
And watch as fallen angels pray
Take thy victims sorrowed dance
And pull them crying into decay.

Seek not ye penance for thy deeds
Nor sift among the ashen purge
But praise the eyes of Satan's greed
And grasp the pungent wilted curse
Then hardened soldiers slink back into
The barren chaos, from which ye came
As festering maggots invade the tombs
Of soulless victims of the Devil's Reign.

The Tale Of A Werewolf

Light turns to shadows
As day turns to night
My presence is unknown
I must stay out of sight

I grow steadily weary
The time is drawing near
Slowly I am filled with dread
I start to shake with fear

I stumble to a room
Lock myself in tight
There's no way I can escape
There'll be no killings tonight

Suddenly the changes start
In agony I scream
This is way too much to bear
I wish this were a dream

The pain finally stops
I slowly rise to my feet
Power surges through my body
I'm a beast that knows no defeat

I race around the room
Frantically searching for a way out
Frustration grows inside me
Until I want to shout

A howl comes from my throat
I hurl myself at the door
I will not be trapped
I never have been before

The door splinters on impact
Joyously I howl
I jump through an open window
To begin my midnight prowl

I race through the woods
The full moon leading the way
The thirst for blood surges
I must find my prey

A smell drifts through the air
Unmistakably fresh
I run in that direction
Towards the scent of human flesh

Mad with desire
I fly through the night
I come to a camp
Killing everyone in sight

In the morning I awaken
In my human form once again
I realize I'm in the woods
And my head begins to swim

I take in my surroundings
Gasping at the sight
The ground is covered with blood
I shudder as I remember the night

Sorrow fills my body
Tears fall down my face
Knowing that I must leave
I vanish without a trace

The Sun's Failing Doom

Heaven blazes our eyes,
We stand still in sacrifice,
Autumn sings her lullaby,
We take it in as Heaven cries.

The sun sings a mournful tune,
He shines over butterfully tombs.
Darkness arises with the coming moon;
He's the reason for the sun's failing doom.

The stars gather around in surprise,
They watch aghast as the sun quickly hides,
They watch closely as the moon comes to defy,
Witnessing silently as the burning sun dies.

Now, this is what I consider a dark poem like you want...If it's not, tell me and I will withdraw.

xDarkSuicidex

Like Unto A Leopard (Villanelle)
by Д βєąµ†ιƒµℓ £ιэ

Like Unto A Leopard

Upon a throne of blood, my guardian resides
In desperate isolation, he tailors my disguise
I think I'm being bred to be the anti-christ

Like unto a leopard, the prophecy indites
The second coming usurps after the first has died
Upon a throne of blood, my guardian resides

With all outward appearances as of one beatified
Timid and helpless, and passionately untried
I think I'm being bred to be the anti-christ

Everybody wants to be different, to walk the thin lines
Between changing the world, and rearranging your mind
Upon a throne of blood, my guardian resides

Escape into the world, I am shaken by a heist
Of my ideals, and stolen from my kind
Upon a throne of blood, my guardian resides
I think I'm being bred to be the anti-christ

Have you decided when to judge?

Where to Go
by Sarah Drew

The world is falling apart
Mountains turning to rumble
Oceans drying up

You are running out of oxygen
What are you going to do
As the world falls apart

You are the only one here
Where is the rest of the world
There is no life anywhere

It's you against everything else
There is no where to run
There is no where to hide

The world is no more
You are slowly dying
Your lungs are about to explode

You feel your heart beats faster
As it runs out of blood to pump
You are in a panic

It's the end of the world
You are totally alone
Everyone else has already gone

Your body is numb
You are so cold
You fall to your knees

With your last gasping breath
You watch in disbelief
As the world turns into dust

Beast of White

Shifting mists through the sea,
Upon the beach whitest beast,
Snorting through the cold of night,
Where the tide shall never cease,

Hooves of black pound the sand,
And canters through the dark,
He only comes through midnight,
And leaves on sunshine's ark,

The power in his head,
That swings with his tail,
His mane flys through the sky,
Lifting then falling to the frail,

He calls with a whinney,
His head strikes the moon,
Forever searching for his home,
Waiting for the day he sees so soon,

Thoughts strike his head and heart,
So he flings his head in the air,
Pulls his tail between his legs,
And flys with wings of fair,

His legs gallop through the mist,
Across the ocean he grows wings,
He leaps into the dark of sky,
And the last is the song he sings.

~Emah

I have decided to rate the work now. My response will come soon, be patient.

No.Need.For.A.Name.

First: Decadent Soldiers by Twisted Heart
Second: My Guardian Angel by Oscar
Third: Where To Go by Sarah Drew

May light and dark balance your life.

No.Need.For.A.Name.