Showing results for tag "Death"
Hour Glass
Violet
14 May, 2014 07:38 PMLife is like an hourglass, You have less time than you think, The Devil holds your hourglass, He decides your fate. Time is ticking, Sand drains quicker than most, For you are just a half full hourglass, Life fading at every glance. Your never ending fear, Of reaching the end,Tags: Death, Pain, Alone, Sadness, Soul, Suicide, Suffering, Hatred
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Grim Reaper.
Violet
14 May, 2014 07:35 PMI live a lonely life, Which is never ending, My heart and soul have died, For which I will never cry. For those who cross my path, My face is etched with worry, For you shall witness death, Everyones last breath. No man will ever see, the torment I must face,Tags: Death, Devil, Sucide, Darkness, Angel, Grim Reaper, Sorrow, Suffering, Sacrifice
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Dead
Remy
09 May, 2014 09:25 PMAn evoked thought Situation or memory I never thought About my dreams & me. I died one night For someone to hold me tight I'm sorry I apologize Words I can't help but hear I had to be open to realize Lies get bigger and the truth just disappears.Tags: Death, Depression, Fade
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I'm going insane
Dead Empty Soul
05 May, 2014 01:23 PMI'm going insane These voices in my head keep telling me you're better off dead All off you... Kill them Slaughter them Make them suffer It's what I hear. But why am I agreeing? Why do I plan to kill them,Tags: Death, Killing, Voices
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Phantasm
John Gray
04 Apr, 2014 11:55 PMYou are not human; you are a poltergeist trapped in a meat suit. Tea leave salves, moonlight strolls, these calm your restless spirit. You possess a skeleton but you are not made of bones. Cartilage fades without you, flesh slips away, blood solidifies a corpse.Tags: Poltergeist, Ghost, Death, Corpse
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The Attraction of the end
Thea
02 Apr, 2014 02:11 AMThe trickle of blood can be so intriguing. Just as bullets can enchant a weakened mind. They can pull at the heartstrings or create butterflies in your stomach. Even scramble your mind, preventing you from speaking. To a weak mind, even the simplest of ropes can look so comforting. Your stomach drops as you feel like your falling through space. You stand so high and in an instant your feet are almost on the floor. And you look down to see your thoughts leave you and your floating through darkness. Many find the view a top a building or cliff to be picturesque. They stand and spread their arms, breathing in deeply, ready to take just one step.Tags: Suicide, Darkness, Weapons, Death
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Oh little Generaless
Precision
28 Mar, 2014 01:04 AMHere I am At the midnight hour. The blood on this knife, fills me with power. A wondering soul as it passes the gates, is suddenly snatched by the one who waits. They must be collected, every last one.Tags: Death, Soul, Deceived.
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Death
Sam Emmerton
26 Mar, 2014 07:19 PMAs i sat upon those dank old stairs, where i met a man who wasn’t there, With cold dead eyes and a toothy grin, He held my hand as thou light grew dim, He whispered in my ear and took my pain, And made a deal as it began to rain, My soul to take i did offer the, But instead he sat me a top his knee, you will live forever for what you have done, and strive to be the man you should become,Tags: Death
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TRAPPED IN THE BLACK
Lance Barnwell
20 Mar, 2014 11:31 PMI'm so alone, but there's no way back If you can hear me, I'm trapped in the black He came to see me, the uninvited guest And with his scythe he crushed my chest Then he mocked me with his slow hand clapping As I lay there, my last breaths gasping I fell from life to a place called dead The lights went out, but my pneuma fled If this is the norm I cannot tell I'm not close to heaven, but near to hell There's no ticking clock, no time to gaugeTags: Death, Despair, Isolation
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Survival
Not Relevant
23 Feb, 2014 02:29 AMI have a rage inside me. Something I need to control, but I do not want to. I know that should I fail to control it, bad things will happen. It will be worse than how it is now. But I still want to release it. Not In the way of batting cages, or drawing, or writing, but In the way of violence. Real, painful violence. Never towards myself. Not anymore. Her is who I want to Hit. Over and over, until my Hands are bleeding, and then more. Until I Hear her stop crying for Help. And herTags: Death, Hate, Depression, Murder, Kill, Killing, Violence, Suicide, Anger, Angry, Mad, Hatred, Hurt, Hurting, Damag
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