dark poetry
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The New Monarch
The stars fade, swallowed by shadow,Leaving us adrift in the vast, impossible dark.A chorus of howls shivers through the night,Cold seeps deep, freezing flesh and bone.We cling to the hands of strangers, desperate,Whispering pleas for an end, for oblivion. A… Continue reading
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Time’s Silent Devourer
Time marches on—unyielding, blind, and deaf to cries.Is it a circle, infinite? Does God linger, watching beyond its edge?Within the ticking gears of clocks is the slow erosion of progress.Each fleeting second gnaws at my skin,Tearing me closer, closer—ever nearer… Continue reading
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Annihilation’s Kiss
Break this skull, let the dark seep in,Blood and bone spilling like whispers of doomTrapped in this cage, no more than a beast,Clawing at chains, a primal howl in the void I am no god, nor ever claimed to be,You’ll… Continue reading
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Lost To The Dark
The walls constrict, a suffocating cryWhispers claw from beyond the veilThe moon grins with a sinister gleam,Its craters pocked like festering scars,Rot spreading beneath the surfaceInfecting the core, reaching beyond the stars We are trespassers here, you and IStrangers to… Continue reading
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My Sweet Forgotten
First, your breath falters, oxygen abandonedMetabolism shudders to a dreadful silenceEnzymes awaken in the stillness,Softly unraveling cell by cell, asLivor mortis blooms beneath your skin,A bruised flower of purple, spreading Rigor mortis clenches your limbs in finality,Tissues soften, surrendering to… Continue reading
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Scarecrow Man
All these screams in my headAnd that Scarecrow ManWithering in the dusty fieldThe blood orange sun blazingHis eyes burn with cravingUnder the parched skeleton treesThe field stinks of sulfurAnd corrupted dreamsAfternoon oppressorsWaking from the illusionsOf tranquility on earthEndless confusions Continue reading
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All Cobwebs & Shadows
Deeper into the mindAll cobwebs and shadowsTarantulas, in my eyesReach out and feelThe snake around my neckThe fire burning on my tongueMy ears bleed with passionMy God, how I have missed you Continue reading
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Lost In These Dreams
The blood forest of my dreamsIt is a special place for annihilationA dark red, fertile groundWhere the soil is soakedWith a mysterious imaginationPain and toil, longing and strifeA murder of crowsA sharp, rusted knifeTell me how to stay hereI never… Continue reading
God Is In The Radio 