You hear the loud screams,
and begin to bleed heavily,
blood gushing out your mouth,
you continue your harsh bleeding.
I lay beside you and laugh,
making you bleed a bath.
I smile and uncover you,
so feel my fucking wrath!
You really should leave,
or you'll start to bleed,
your brains splatter out,
making you scream.
How can you live
when you can't think?
You certainly can't,
your blood turns pink,
but you can not hear
the sounds in your ear.
You cannot fear
what you cannot hear.
If you cannot fear
what you cannot hear,
then how come you end up
the one with the fear?
You cannot fear
what you cannot hear...
Author notes
I hope you enjoy this, Screamin2u. I think you should because this is not against any of the rules you posted, which means I followed all the rules...
I hope you enjoy this piece of writing, guys. It's kind of gory but it's still got a story behind it. If it didn't, I wouldn't write it.
A contest entry
- Dark like my soul by screamin2u.
525 points, ended September 29, 2007, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Anything, but don't comment if you don't like Dark poetry...
Comments
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wow. dark gory but awesome
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Oh wow intense I was eating m breakast while I was reading this, not a good idea lol.
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lol its good sweety
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