Forest's dark poems

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Well, other people are putting their poems up, so why not. My poems are dark and depressing, just saying.. Here is my favorite and probably best.
I slit my wrist open with your razor blade. I watch the blood pour out from the open cut I've made. How much blood do you think will pour? When I die, will I see a door? Will it be my escape from this insanity or will it be a gateway to even worst profanity? I don't know and neither do you. The only difference issue that I don't assume that I do. Death awaits for us all. One by one, we all will fall. He claims each of our souls, and tear into our hearts, gaping holes. (Any can post their poetry here since other people don't like people posting poet on their personal poetry thread.)[\spoiler]
 

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More poems here.

The darkness upon me, shredding my emotions until I'm left hollow inside.The darkness can see you everywhere you try to go, you can't hide. Death is at your door, how do you plan to face it?

The blood drop slowly begins it's descent to the floor. It's beginning was a cut that I made, when I wished I was no more. From the sticky blood, I get a chill down my spine. My body seems to think it's divine. My brain thinks I'm ill. But, yet my body still lunges for the kill, as my hand cuts another gash in my vein. By the end my whole arm is maimed.

Misery lies within me, tearing my soul, yet at the same time, making me whole. Darkness clouds my mind, but yet my heart, it cannot find. Despair haunts my past, but in my future, it will not last. I'm just me. It was the way I was meant to be.

Here is a "love" poem, actually...
As I look into your eyes, I think of what life holds. I love you I realize, and that love will never unfold. It's such a shame, that you live so far away. I hope you know though, I will message you every single day. You and me are meant to be. Rain or shine, you're truly divine.
 

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Random thing
There once was a man. He was the hungriest in all of the land. He would eat cookies, pies, or cakes. He would eat chicken grilled, fried, or baked. He would eat steak well done, or Medium rare. As long as it was food, he really didn't care. Till one day he died of a heart attack, the end.
 

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This thread is delectable. Reminds me of a bunch of poetry I wrote in middle school. (Except this is much better than what I wrote)

Tonight
What has been seen
Cannot be unseen
The scum that will seep into minds

That rape and defile
A life once held mild
But now is a life full of lies

My ears fill with pain
My heart filled with blame
The thief steals away in the night

And after reprieve
No longer naive
Tonight I am holding the knife

Also made it into a song:
https://soundcloud.com/jugglinghandgrenades/tonight
 
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