The Hating – a poem about…

I didn't think it was possible for me to store so much hatred inside my soul. Thankfully it's kept well hidden deep down in my core, where it lingers as nothing more than a long term reminder, of a time when you took delight in torturing my soul. Memories cannot fade in the same way … Continue reading The Hating – a poem about…

Stain – a poem about…

I will take it all out on me I will take it all out on me I will take it all out on me Until the time I can't remember. My dreams begin to form a shattered reality Making me dance uncomfortably while in pain Suffering in a moment that is so trivial Bed sheets … Continue reading Stain – a poem about…

Horror – a poem about……..

Horror, What does it mean to you? Is it jump scares in the moments of dark silence, or the feeling of being watched when you're completely alone? Could it be that you are scared of monsters that claw at your body before feasting on your flesh? Trapped inside a tomb as you slowly exhaust the … Continue reading Horror – a poem about……..

She was the Devil – a poem about…….

She spread pain whenever she touched my skin She left a mind so broken it started dying from within She was the Devil with bleached blonde hair She is the one who filled my life with despair. She bewitched me under her darkest spell She then took me through the bowels of hell She left … Continue reading She was the Devil – a poem about…….

Why is it so Dark? – a poem about……….

I stare at my pained reflection in the window. Watching as my family busy themselves around me, dealing with whatever last minute detail needs to be attended too, whilst I stand motionless trying to rehearse a brave smile. They've not seen the darkness of the swirling shadow dancing behind me, or how it caresses my … Continue reading Why is it so Dark? – a poem about……….

Pain Is Real – a poem about…….

Pain is always real Buried deep into our bones Leaving us in this life of nothing Tired of this old thing, so I find a vein, Pain is real. Tired of everything, feel it quickening, Life begins to blur. Pain is real. Get the fuck out of my head Stop playing around as if you're … Continue reading Pain Is Real – a poem about…….

Nothing – a poem about…………

Via faded memories of the past to the distorted world of the now, faces full of teeth bite down hard on my bones, twisting my reality into something contorted and wrong, yet, I still exist in this flesh somehow. Finding solace in being an introvert, no desire to fit in among the painted faces of … Continue reading Nothing – a poem about…………