dark poems

DARKNESS

Darkness creeps in like the setting sun
Leaving a hollow feeling deep inside
Same things everyday, without any release
Consumed by the resentment of suppressed desires
Flashing thoughts of ending it all
Would they notice? Would they care?

Hiding the pain from the world’s eyes
If only they knew what lay inside
Falsifying my face with a smile
Staring at the wall with a heavy heart

Looking into my soul, can’t you see the truth?
Lying behind closed doors, crying into the darkness
Hushing the sobs, they must not hear
Praying for a savior, anyone to help
Flashing thoughts of ending it all
Would they notice? Would they care?


Hate myself

You think you’re so perfect,
You put everyone else down.
No one is as good as you.
You make me hate myself!

You dwell on my every flaw,
Making them seem so wrong.
Nothing I do is ever right.
You make me hate myself!

No one could ever love me,
Nothing I do is good enough.
You’re not the first to say this.
You make me hate myself!

Why don’t I leave?
What’s wrong with me?
Why can’t I be happy?
I make me hate myself!


Life is like a fair

In the fun house.
No matter how many
screams or thumps you hear
around you, you never know,
what is around the next turn.

On the carousel.
You pick your seat
then you go round and round
up and down never,
truly getting anywhere.

On the rollercoaster.
You move slowly up then drop,
twist, turn, and loop. All the while,
you see what is coming next,
but have no control.

Alone on Christmas

Doesn’t feel like Christmas,
it's warm and there is no snow.

Doesn’t feel like Christmas,
family afar, and no where to go.

Doesn’t feel like Christmas,
with no one to kiss under the mistletoe.

Doesn’t feel like Christmas,
without gifts to give with a big red bow.