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Dad I wish I could tell you that I love you but I don't even know who you are Dad just because you're not here doesn't mean you haven't left people with scars
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In a day of the death of me
the worldwill take a vow of silence
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Might as well be dead
It's hopeless
by Wutz Luv
58 lines, 1 comment,
5 hours ago. In Personal, Suicide, Self, My life, Depression, Sadness, Lost love, Emo, Angst, Death
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Hello new world that I don't know. So why'd you take him from me, I asked.
by Only-Speak-YourMind
35 lines,
6 hours ago. In Other, Pain, Angst, Sad, Contest, Life, Friendship, Loss, Lost in thought, Death
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Do you know what it feels like,
to be all alone,
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"love can always be forgotten
life can always start up anew"
by Arnold vd Walt
40 lines,
7 hours ago. In Dark, Life, Pain, Abuse, death, magic, green, mile, death penalty, movies, Society
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Today is an unexplainable torture, Today we grieve for the ones lost,
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What of the long forgotten sons, who’ve made their dues, their payments to fathers uncaring. Why?
by CoffeehouseWriter
25 lines, 1 comment,
9 hours ago. In Death, Angst, Society, Depressed, Freewrite, Teenage thinking, Angry, War, Humanity
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The last moments of a pathetic death, surmised one full life and its unspent desire;
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by Domino-Punky-Heart
17 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Sad, Pain, Thoughts, Personal, Depression, Emo, Longing, Death, Loss, Dark, Nature
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I lay in a cell, too small to turn around. I gave birth today. Already love my babies.
by PaigumPooh
27 lines, 1 comment,
1 day ago. In Abuse, Nature, Pain, Sad, Society, Thoughts, Dark, Hope, Life, Food, Death, Longing
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There are no ghosts here, no long-legged apparitions
watching us sleep like unnerving guardians
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Glowing embers,
In perpetual death-throes,
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Texas sang black to day pieces lay all bout,
Shouted and sang Lord come carry me home
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Leave me here all alone to die please don't come to my funeral
by Isaiahdesimone
26 lines,
1 day ago. In Abuse, Pain, Other, Personal, Sad, Dark, Anger, Self, Family, Death, Depression
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Standing here, shrouded in cloud,
Warmth surrounding, ever the clown,
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Ouch! how my soul hurts you can't just be gone!
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I will lie with you my dear as the tides begin to wane.
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I.
Beyond the fading, worn path
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Tomorrow I will, I will kill. Nothing will stop me.
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It was nearly time, almost - but not quite yet
As a lone dust devil swirled above the dirt street
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I would not be sitting here in present
Had she never took my bleeding hand
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What could I say to you God,
That my soul cannot express?
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Hurt that's all I seem to be able to do
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I stick the shovel in the ground I’m digging my own grave
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This world, was never ment for me.
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Up my right arm, down my left Red lines marked by a blade.
by Forgottenchild94
24 lines, 1 comment,
2 days ago. In Angst, Dark, Life, Pain, Sad, Abuse, Death, Depression, Sadness, Emo, Anger, Hate
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Acappella windows upon my mesa.
Phantasm figurines flog inked ankles with chalk.
by Ruint
14 lines, 1 comment,
2 days ago. In Ruint, Attic, Dark, Pain, Death, Depressed, Sorrow, Weird, Fantasy
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They scooped out my tired hazel eyes Left alone my too small ears,
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I have felt how I feel The feeling of
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Garden gnomes up in arms
Territorial warfare on blades of grass level
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Directed to the bottom of my well
A dry voice always relentless
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I am sorry I never realized
The wires in my head were crossed,
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Cradled not so safely in her womb, A treasure to behold
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Into the well Just one more time,
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Overcooked still bleeding raw Puppet of rancid meat
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Charlie is dead They wanted me to
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Picturesque day
Never a picture taken
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My only friend Has spun her intricate home
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His wife lay dead on
Their bed, the warm blood pooling
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