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Melancholia

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Can you see my tears of black
The ones which burn holes in my skin.
As another night is wasted, alone
The acidic river floods my face.

This heart of black, too dead to cry
Trying to resurrect what will never be.
Taste the pain within my words
And you will know what I have sacrificed.

Bittersweet pain, all that remains
Within this dead heart, a void so hollow
Mechanical abyss, spewing angry, red tears
From the hole in my soul that will never heal.

Will you kick me to the ground
Spit in my face, and wish me dead
Until the last tear falls from my nightmare sky
And my eyes are black with your indifference?

Cut me like a thousand knives
And pour the salt upon my grave.
Listen to me scream as your eyes scorch my flesh
Punishing, raping me, with your evil eyes.

So leave me to die, and you know I will still show you
The forgiveness that you do not deserve.
Kill you quickly, mercilessly
And drown you in my diseased infinity.

It's too late to say you're sorry, love.
You are defenseless against my jaded immortality.
You cannot say you loved me; No tears can save you now
For in my time of dying, you threw me to the wolves.

So I drink the blood of our dying love
And the metallic taste eats at my core
As I wish upon dead stars for the rape to cease
I fall upon my knees to welcome my tragic end.

Author notes

Immortal Obscurity

My mind works in twisted ways, so this is what it came up with. Like most of my best work, inspired by hate and pain. Enjoy the sadism!

Inspired by the song, "Bother", by Stone Sour.

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  • LittleDecoy
    August 5, 2008
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    this is definitely something i was hoping would enter my contest.
    the play on words is awesome. it's one of my favorite poems that i've read yet.
    it's dark and passionate, full of emotion.
    LOVE IT!!

    "It's too late to say you're sorry, love.
    You are defenseless against my jaded immortality."

    those lines are some of my favorites from your poem.
    awesome poem! good luck in my contest.


  • wings from god 28
    April 11, 2008
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    awesome

    this one here is probably my favaorite so far. great job i really like reading your work.


  • xxRainbowDawnxx
    March 19, 2008

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    This is both dark and sad, I feel your pain, if it's based on actual feelings you have. I like it though, it makes me understand I'm truly not the only one who has had periods of time feeling this way [as I sure have, no questions asked]. Beautifully written though, very tragic!


  • Mow
    March 4, 2008
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    tragic, emotional, and dark, my three favorite catorgories


  • z etoile
    March 1, 2008
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    Well this was very dark wonderful job

  • Improv Machinery
    February 22, 2008

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    i just want to know how you are able to pour so much raw emotion into your writes. honestly you're like a chef with your words. this write totally emobodies the feelings that i felt back in November of 2006 when my fiance got killed in a car accident.
    this is a poem that i wrote about that.
    http://allpoetry.com/poem/3573196


  • arnica karuna
    February 14, 2008

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    Lovely write. As dark as I like dark to be. I really enjoyed your poem. I particularly liked this part:
    "It's too late to say you're sorry, love.
    You are defenseless against my jaded immortality.
    You cannot say you loved me; No tears can save you now
    For in my time of dying, you threw me to the wolves.

    So I drink the blood of our dying love
    And the metallic taste eats at my core
    As I wish upon dead stars for the rape to cease
    I fall upon my knees to welcome my tragic end. "

    I'm a dark poet too and I guess I know what it takes to write about bad times.
    Hugssss and keep sharing. Let writing be a vent to your angst.
    And yeah , I'm always here if you should need an ear or a shoulder.

  • Eduardo Rodrigues
    December 21, 2007

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    Powerful

    This is the second poem of yours I read and I'm stunned by the strength of your writing. The scenery your manage to create is incredible. Pretty nice job!


  • grannyeri gold member
    November 22, 2007

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    Dark and twisted, yes. Liked the flow and the images you shared in these lines. Easy to read and understand, and a gold winner too. Way to go.


  • Razor-Blade Romance
    November 12, 2007

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    This is a very nice start to me researching and reading the rest of your work.
    Well done for this remarkable piece


  • Angelo di Luce gold member
    October 20, 2007

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    I``m speechless

    So powerful words,sure can resurrect the dead

    a sacrifice of love

    is it worth loving so strongly?

    then again love is a sacrifice,by giving your innermost

    to someone that you love

    loved it,thanks

    Nick


  • vierna
    August 19, 2007

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    Fabulously written...thanks so much for sharing... I loved it! I'm looking forward to reading more of your work

  • mama-drama
    August 2, 2007

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    It's too late to say you're sorry, love.
    You are defenseless against my jaded immortality.
    You cannot say you loved me; No tears can save you now
    For in my time of dying, you threw me to the wolves

    I found this very sad.Somebody once wrote this in AP:
    The love that you can never have, feels the strongest, lasts the longest and hurts the most.

    How true


  • Ravenblood
    June 22, 2007

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    MmmmHmmm. That I did so like. It's well written and I'm somewhat thankful i read your authors page first. *chuckles at the ex-boyfriend part*
    I loved this poem, its brilliant and wonderful and I actually am meant to be thanking you for commenting on my poem so thank-you.

    Claire-Anne

  • arnica karuna
    June 10, 2007
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    Hmm.. A very intense and piercing write...full of tears and anger as well... very deep.. It cut right through me and I could feel the blood oozing out.. wonderful write!
    The whole picture has been painted in colors like red and black.. all powerful... ofcourse, in a negative way. Basically, the main theme of the poem is very strong and that's exactly what you have crafted the whole poem around..It's very difficult to stick to the theme in such poems.. but you have not once lost the track... I must congratulate you for this.

    The whole poem is quite intense.. but to me, the most intense part is the following
    "Cut me like a thousand knives
    And pour the salt upon my grave.
    Listen to me scream as your eyes scorch my flesh
    Punishing, raping me, with your evil eyes."

    I am amazed at the excellent quality of talent we have here...
    Thank you for entering the Raven Qualifier and Good Luck!

  • Astrotriz
    June 9, 2007
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    I love how dark and beautiful this is. Nicely done!


  • Laura
    June 5, 2007

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    thank you for you wonderful comment on my poem. this poem is really really good the imagery is fantastic very well done to you xx
    laura xxx


  • Twilight4Eternity
    June 3, 2007

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    such an intense write. you really capture the pain and anger well. I love your twists in your poetry. your writing is very interesting.


  • Laura Lamarca gold member
    June 3, 2007

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    Ouch! This sure is dark, a pain etched so very deeply to pierce your beautiful heart. But cuts heal and leave tiny traces of a scar that teach valuable lessons in future.

    This is very well expressed and has allowed a stream to pour your pain into, the blessings of poetry because releasing it helps us to overcome it. Getting it out is halfway to healing, simply because it has been acknowledged.

    Love you sweetie,

    Mum

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