Poems From the Dark

1.) The Field

As I walk down the field,

I began to lose my breath,

Then my heart acts like it's being killed,

I fall onto my knees then onto my chest,

As I hold my chest, it feels as though it's being chilled,

As I scream in terror, I hear no sound and soon I see nothing.

2.) Black Room

Everywhere I look I see black,

It feels as though I'm being punished,

Then I feel something touch my back,

Then I am an pushed,

I fall to the floor and it grabs my neck,

It strangles me until I an hushed.

3.) The Wind

The wind is piercing cold,

So my blood tenses up,

I feel I am being squeezed by someone's hold,

So hard my blood squeezes from just pores as they tighten up,

Soon I am laying in my own puddle of blood.

4.) The Grave

As my heart sinks,

My body begins to stink,

Lower and lower is my body taken,

Then at last my soul has been shaken,

Shaken from my body with nowhere to go,

Around and around does my soul flow,

Then once grim appears I know I am done.

5.) The Grim

I feel my heart clench,

As if it's trying to quit,

It feels as though it's being twisted by a wrench,

And all of the blood that I spit,

I now feel dizzy,

My mind's feeling fizzy,

Darkness begins to cover my eyes,

Then I see my soul as it flies,

Grim is already on his way,

Closer and closer he sees my soul,

Then a quick slash and I see absolutely nothing.

6.) Dark Angels

As look up at the sky,

I see the angels fly,

But what follows them is a dark shadow,

I turn and run away,

But the shadows stay astray,

I run faster and faster but the shadow stays close,

I look up and the angels are still flying,

But I notice my heart start dying,

My run slows more and more,

But not like ever before,

I fall to the floor grasping my chest,

The darkness comes and I lay to rest.

7.) The Doors

I think of her as part of my heart,

So deep inside, we never part,

All the troubles we try to avoid,

All seem to keep coming back,

Feels as though in being stabbed in the back,

I wish we could be in peace,

But yet I feel we are in tease,

So deep in tease that it's hard to fight,

But yet I will fight as the doors grow tight,

I will always try to be there,

But not long enough I do fear,

As we move on I will keep fighting,

These doors as they keep tightening,

Even if I have to fight them until I am no more.

8.) The Tears

As I sit in vain,

Taking the pain,

I shed the tears,

I've held for many years,

Then the tears turn to blood,

Which falls like rain on mud,

Darker and darker does the blood turn red,

My blood has at last all been bled,

So now I lay on the ground,

With a very dead frown.

9.) Quicky

I lay in my own puddle of blood,

Eyes closed, body stiffer than wood,

My heart begins to stop with ease,

More painful than a day's hot breeze.

10.) The Hatred

As hatred begins to swarm me,

I want to stand and scream,

I no longer feel free,

As my heart screams,

It pounds harder and harder,

I begin to feel the pain,

It crumbles me even harder,

It beats faster and faster,

Then I am gone.

11.) Dark Air

As I walk around in despair,

I feel darkness in the air,

As I breathe I feel something enter my body,

I feel my heart grown cold,

And my eyes grow mold,

I hold my chest and cover my eyes,

By faster and faster my body dies,

I lose all my strength and fall flat on the floor,

Then I start slowly crawling to the door,

It make it halfway and the feelings in my arms cut off,

Then I start to terribly cough,

I cough so hard I feel something in my throat,

It gets to my mouth and I feel thumping,

Now my heart's laying beside my head still thumping,

As the blood squirts, the pump begins to slow,

So slow, that I am no longer here.

12.) Killer Love

Angerness begins to fill me,

But sadness takes control,

Tears of love begin to roll free,

But I feel I'm trapped in a deep hole,

Pain begins soaring my body,

My hands begin feeling bloody,

I know that love is whats killing me,

So I stand and let it free,

I let it finish me off as I fall to the ground,

In a place where I'm nowhere to be found.

13.) The Dream

I lay in bed,

I can feel it waiting,

For the blood I'm about to shed,

It's in my head,

It's always said,

I close my eyes and drift away,

Then in the dream I run away,

I run so fast I can hear the wind whistle in my ears,

It's pulling me with all my fears,

It laughs and giggles,

As I wiggle,

To get out of the web I ran into,

Then comes the spiders, I see two,

Then the web shakes violently and I fall through,

Down a hole so deep and dark,

I wake up after I see a spark,

It was all a dream and I was relieved.

14.) Shadow in the Ceiling

I look at the ceiling,

Then comes the feeling,

That I am being watched,

I see a shadow come from a crack,

Then I feel a piercing in my back,

I roll over and fall on the floor,

Hoping there is no more,

My back bends in and breaks,

Like cement on wooden crates,

I feel my blood rush up my throat,

Like water flooding a boat,

My vision turns red,

Now grim has hold of my head,

One quick slash, now I am dead.

15.) The River of Thoughts

I sit here in the darkness,

Wishing I could mark this,

The meaning of hatred,

And the meaning of faketred,

I wish I could breathe,

The air that I need,

Instead of the cloud,

I get when I scream loud,

All I need is to be loved,

But it tends to be shoved,

Every time I try,

But all I can do is cry,

And pretend to be taken,

As my feelings are shaken,

The flood of thoughts I have,

Are like a river and a raft,

That seems to keep going,

And never stop flowing,

As my heart starts to crumble,

I scream and I mumble,

The words of the hatred,

And the words of the faketred,

I cry more and more,

More than ever before,

As my tears become dry,

The truth turns to the lie,

It feels like I've bled,

While laying on my bed,

Shedding the tears that come,

But no knowing where from,

But now all I have is to die,

And think of why,

I'm made of a lie.

16.) The Lie

I sit and I cry,

Thinking about why,

I'm made of a lie,

That I'm made to live by,

I sit and I think,

Why must I sink,

Over the brink,

Why oh why,

Am I destined to die,

All because of this lie,

That I'm made to live by,

As I fall off the edge,

The darkness seems to pledge,

My fate,

And my hate,

And why I must live fake,

I see nothing as I look down,

Yet I die with another frown.

17.) The Heat

This heat is so hot,

I wish I was never caught,

The blood in my veins dry,

It feels like I'm gonna fry,

My skin chars black,

Even on my back,

As my life flashes,

I am now a pile of ashes,

Being carried by the wind.

18.) X Marks the Spot.

I just sit,

And throw and fit,

About this pain,

And my shame,

I shed these tears,

From over the years,

And mark my with an X,

Because I know I am next,

Once I see grim,

My vision grows dim,

I see red,

From the blood I have shed,

I see the sign,

And now I'm blind,

It's a cold and slow death,

As the grim takes my breath,

And my puddle dries up,

Then my heart tenses up,

At last, I am no longer here.

From here on I quit name my poems but I'm typing this out as it appears in my notebook.

19.)

I close my eyes,

To read my lies,

That soar through my mind,

Making me blind,

I feel the pain,

That the lies gave in vain,

I just want to go,

Far away and throw,

These lies out of my head,

So I can finally be bled,

Be bled and be free,

So I can finally be me,

Just so I can see,

What I can really be,

But the lies give me pain,

I fall in my knees,

While my heart bleeds,

Bleeds until I'm gone.

20.)

My soul has been torn,

Since the day I was born,

My heart has been broke,

Since the day I was woke,

I'm made of a lie,

Until the day I die,

I'm just the walking dead,

Waiting to be fed,

It's hard to sleep,

So I just weep,

I just walk and moan,

Feeling alone,

I feel full of hate,

Because I am a fake,

So all there's left to do,

Is just sit here and rot.

21.)

These tears that I hold,

Is almost like mold,

That's stored in my eyes,

Where all I see is lies,

Lies of my hate,

And lies of my fate,

But why can't it be me,

The one to be set free,

But I feel this pain,

That I hold in vain,

Because I have fought the grim,

And now my soul I'm dim,

I have temptations,

Because I'm up for preparation,

To be to the flames,

And burn in my blames,

So now my body burns,

So I think of the field of ferns,

The place this all started,

And from where I was departed,

My skin burns black,

My ashes pile in a small stack,

My heart no longer beats,

And my ghost no longer creeps.

22.)

As my soul begins to bleed,

My feelings said I need,

Something to be saved,

Before I see the grave,

So then I begin to think,

How close against the brink,

I need to look before I sink,

Into the dark pit,

Where all the demons spit,

So then I see a light,

So extremely bright,

I decide not to follow,

Because my soul is already hollow,

Then something tells me I've been saved,

So I walk into the light,

The light so extremely bright,

Then a hand helps me up,

I now no longer walk the Earth.

23.)

I want to go away,

And be like a stray,

Where I can no longer,

And it's hard to sleep,

This faketred tends to follow,

And my soul stays hollow,

I can no longer feel free,

Like I've always wanted to be,

I drink a cup of my own blood,

Which is thicker than mud,

I feel abused,

Because of this bruise,

That lies on my heart,

Which is being torn apart,

I can no longer think,

As I jump off this brink,

I fall and I fall,

Soon there's impact,

My body's no longer intact.

24.)

I sit in my own puddle of hate,

Thinking about my fate,

Wondering why it's true,

That it all started with you,

I will never feel the same,

And never again be tame,

I hold these thoughts,

That I can never have fought,

And continue as a fake.

25.)

This pain that I hold,

Is growing so bold,

I just want to blow,

And let my anger flow,

Flow to the hatred,

And all of the faketred,

I can't take it anymore,

So I fall to the floor,

But the pain I want more,

More than ever before,

But now it's just to use it,

And never again abuse it.

26.)

I can feel my animal,

It's not going to be a minimal,

It's tearing and ripping me apart,

Trying to find where to start,

It took my soul,

And swallowed it whole,

It took my heart,

And tore it apart,

It found my ghost,

And turned it to toast,

My conscience slips away,

I am no longer awake.

27.)

I need my time to think,

Before I jump this brink,

And fall into the darkness,

And face all of its harshness,

Where will I go,

Where will my soul flow,

Who will take my spirit,

So I will no longer see it,

As my body falls,

Into its deadly grave.

28.)

My soul has a dark side,

That I shall not abide,

The pain has the tension,

That I shall not mention,

I have a feeling,

That I should be kneeling,

To let the pain through,

So I can finally be true,

To let the darkness free,

So I can forever let it go,

And my soul can once again freely flow,

But I guess I'm forever stuck,

In all of this muck,

The muck of the dark,

Where my life can never again spark,

I can finally lay in my bed,

And finally say goodbye and be dead.

29.)

Every night he stalks,

Every night he talks,

Tales of my death,

Oh how it takes my breath,

Every time he laughs,

It's like taking blood baths,

When it's your own blood,

Pouring from your body like mud,

It's like drowning in your sins,

While he sings his hymns,

His voice pierces the room,

Shadowing the light,

Except for the moon,

He laughs,

When he maps,

The direction of my soul,

For the best to swallow whole,

I want to end it quick,

So I turn my head and spit,

He grabs my head and slashes,

I'm not even suitable for ashes.

30.)

I stand here while he yells,

I'm not taking it well,

My darkness soars,

Out of the floor,

Waiting for my command,

Temper is getting out of hand,

I tend to keep control,

As I fight I want to fall,

The dark gives me strength,

The strength from beneath,

Then the air I begin to breathe,

My vision blurs reds,

My sockets are being bled,

Yet I stare him in the eye,

Hoping time would just fly,

He yells and yells,

All of my hope fails,

I walk and into the dark,

The dogs then start to bark,

Grim steps up and gives me his scythe,

He tells me I have gained my height,

The height to the power,

That I am no longer a coward,

He turns and vanished,

I don't know how I've managed,

To get Grim on my side,

I no longer have to hide,

But yet this power is to great,

I will create my own fate,

With the scythe I cut down my ribcage,

Everything is falling out,

But my heart stays on its mount,

I fall in my blood,

With a mixture of mud,

When I finally die,

My heart stays beating.

31.)

My life is so full of hurt,

It's a though my soul has been burnt,

My blood races,

And my heart paces,

All I am is a fake,

Wondering how much I can take,

I cry,

Wanting to die,

I need my time,

To pay for my crime,

For the fighting the Grim,

My crime is for evading,

From evading my death,

On nearly my last breath,

I feel I've been framed,

I feel I've been tamed,

Tamed by the shadow,

And trapped in a dark meadow,

A meadow so harsh,

I lay deathlike in a marsh,

The water seeps through my pores,

Leaving behind nasty sores,

The laughing of the demons,

That laughing of their minions,

Echo my ears,

I see memories from my years,

I see the trouble I have had,

That has made me very bad,

I can see my lust,

And how it's turned to dust,

So now I just lay here and die.

32.)

When I'm going insane,

I stand in the rain,

To wash away my sins,

I see ghosts of kids,

As they run with nowhere to go,

I look and see the dark,

Grim is beginning his mark,

He draws a blood line,

The ghosts begin to align,

They stand at attention,

Like Grim has made perfection,

He points at me and says “kill,”

I feel my spine chill,

They march like soldiers,

Perfectly organized like folders,

The closer and closer they draw near,

The more and more I gain fear,

Grim breathes down my neck,

He says “it'll be over in a sec,”

Pain screeches my body,

The ghosts start crowding me,

I begin violently bleeding,

I lose all of my feelings,

The ghosts use my blood as a beverage,

I start to feel leverage,

As the Grim says his words,

I then see two different worlds,

One with the dark and one with the light,

He has chosen me for evil,

I will not be given to evil,

I scream and I yell,

It's not doing very well,

I see light,

Then I feel the might,

I am now gone,

Even my spirit is done.

33.)

I feel so depressed,

I feel I'm on a test,

The test of my hate,

And the test of my fate,

This blood on my hands,

That drips into these cans,

For Grim to drink,

And throw me off the brink,

I stand and I scream,

To find a mean,

A mean for my sins,

For which Grim bids,

I am pulled beneath,

I feel the crunching of his teeth,

As he bites into my heart,

He bites and rips it apart,

Letting my soul free,

My body is no longer me,

When my spirit flies away,

Leaving my soul astray,

In the hand of the Grim,

I can no longer live,

Even my spirit is dead.

34.) Life is a Book

Everywhere you look,

Life is nothing but a growing book,

Everything you do,

Is put in the book too,

It will not quit growing,

Until your life quits going,

Every time you sin,

The book gets thin,

Every time you do something good,

The book fattens as if it's given food,

Once you find a partner,

The book creates a marker,

And combines their book with yours,

So now that everything you do is both of yours,

If you treat the book with abuse,

Your life is no longer worth use,

If you treat the book with care,

It will treat you back very fair.

35.)

I throw a fit about life,

And sit here holding a knife,

Which resembles love,

Beautiful as a white dove,

It plunges my heart,

And breaks it apart,

It darkens my sight,

Dimming the light,

Blood flows down my arms,

Like water flooding a farm,

My skin grows cold,

Like I'm getting very old,

So now I'm in a grave,

Where the black crows crave,

They peck at my coffin,

Just so they can eat my body.

36.)

I have always wondered why I'm still alive,

Through all the doors I have wandered,

I still have not found light,

The darkness seeks my soul,

As I walk farther and farther away,

It wants to take me whole,

And leave nothing behind to stay,

I left my soul astray,

Trying to find its place,

So hell took the chase,

And pulled it from the fire,

But my spirit has gotten higher,

It can see the light,

Grim closed the door,

And slammed it on the floor,

And chopped off its head,

In its deathlike bed.