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Insanely Dead

the blackest night of all nights
hides me from myself
my heart beating furiously
i taste the blood on my lips
tangy but sour
its the blood of my dagger
such a sweet, dear friend to me it has been
there through all the hell.
and blood spills from my thigh
and across the dirt floor lies a body
one that will no longer haunt my living days
ripped apart my heart as been
but now he has paid dearly...painfully.
i giggle and scream,
scream until my throat croaks.
my eyes a blazing red orange.
my hatred burning and burning still.
then i realize i am dying
bleeding to death by my own hand
but still i laugh, for Hell i will go.
to sign my deed with the Devil himself
and to damn man for eternity.

She slips into a sleep with an evil smile on her face and dies. her dark purple clothes black against her milky white and red skin. the old wooden shacks bursts into flames, while the dead souls wander forever.

Author notes

i have no idea where this came from. i hope it is a dark enough poem. there's a lot of imaginary in it. well enjoy the read. ^^ ♥

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  • Sylvyrwyng gold member
    April 14, 2007
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    Now this, is deliciously dark and worthy of at least the silver hon if not the gold.. .the imagery and hatred that pours from this work can only come from someone who is empathic to those abused or from a survivor of the abuse itself. Fantastic work


  • raw love
    April 5, 2007

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    you have talent my dear. This is incredibly dark, incredibly tragic. I must admit it scares me just a little, not because I am afraid of darkness, but because I have come out of darkness and into the light and I want the same for you. Nevertheless I still write dark poetry and can appreciate the use of description you've used well in this piece. never say die, Happy Easter, because HE IS RISEN, -deep one


    • livingItup
      April 5, 2007
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      hey
      awe thank you hun. im coming into the light slowly but the darkness still lingers an im afraid it always will. but im glad you have faith in my. thank you so much. this means much. love you. ♥


  • hopelessly-broken
    April 5, 2007

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    wow!!!!!!!
    you have true talent and it shone through in this peice. i was dark and so powerful, i lvoed it!
    the imagrey you used in this one was amazing, and you used such a great choice of words well done

    much love
    XoXoXoXoX

    • livingItup
      April 5, 2007
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      hey
      awe thank you.^^i really dont know what else to say. your comment helped boost my ego some though . thank you so much, means a lot. ♥


  • Myth Of Twilight
    April 3, 2007
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    () great write you just might win yet fantasic work great luck in my contest

    • livingItup
      April 3, 2007
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      hey
      thanks ^^ im glad this is something that you might be looking for. it took awhile to come up with something ^^. oh, and good luck judging.


  • Disturbed Prodigy
    April 3, 2007

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    you know i knew you had something like this in you but man, this wassomething i am in love with this poem, keep it flowing i would give you more appluads if i could good luck in the contest

    • livingItup
      April 3, 2007
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      hey
      awe your so sweet. thank you. your comment means much to me. hmm i never really know what i have in me. i just write what needs to come or i go insane. thank you.

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