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Hi. This is Moat. And this is where I would like to see people post some morbid poems, stories, etc. Although they don't have to, and I will be mainly the one posting here. First entry to my Morbid Literature Journal:
A very much more selfless, brighter, and, dare I say, more optimistic and therefore idiotic, view.
The Only Thing I Ask
I am on the test, the trial
For my life, the danger is dire
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Is to keep others from the same fate
Protect them from this amount of hate
Save the others
Please God the only thing I ask of You
Save my friends and my mother
From this horror
My photographs, my memories
Will have to help me through
I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missin them again
The hatred of others burns like fire
Why do they hate me?
I'm just a man
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Protect my family and friends
And my strength, it will hold
Through the dark and through the cold
I'm hurting and I'm hated
They hurt me with word and rod
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
The others around me have lost hope
But I pray to You
And I remember the good times
You have given me
With my family and friends
And I can pull through
Because hurt is nothing new
In this world
And all I need to do
Is pray again to You
I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missin them again
The hatred of others burns like fire
Why do they hate me?
I'm just a man
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Protect my family and friends
And my strength, it will hold
Through the dark and through the cold
I am weak outside
They have hurt my body and my mind
For no reason other than I'm different
I believe that the other prisoners went
Well, I am still alive
As long as I can, time after time
Think about those I love
Those left so far behind
But I can't help but wish
That I could be there again
Back where I love to be
There's nothing here for me
On this road of life
But I trust You, dear God
And I pray to You, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Save them this day
I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missin them again
The hatred of others burns like fire
Why do they hate me?
I'm just a man
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Protect my family and friends
And my strength, it will hold
Through the dark and through the cold
There's no one here
Noplace to go
My overwhelming fear
Oh, no no no
But it's not for me
It's for them
I will believe they're safe
Until the end
And there may be horror
There may be strife
But if I lose them
It'll be like a knife
And to you I pray
Dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Protect them on this darkest day
When I'm not around
When I'm much too far away
I'm lonely and I'm tired
I'm missin them again
The hatred of others burns like fire
Why do they hate me?
I'm just a man
But, dear God
The only thing I ask of You
Protect my family and friends
And my strength, it will hold
Through the dark and through the cold
Dear God
You can take me
Save them, protect them
The only thing I ask
Save the others from this fate
Protect them all, upon this day
Nice story moat, a little brutal :\\
Alt, I don't know what it means, kinda sounds like it is a person figuring out they are dead.
Another thorn in my side
Can't believe you lied
And through the pain
I can't be sustained
By naught but promises and air
Ringing in my hollow ears
You drag me through the mud and muck
Well friend, looks like I'm out of luck
And though I tried and tried and tried
It looks like anyways, I'm gonna die
And I find myself unnerved
At how far evil will go to stay preserved
Hmm. Kind of short and pointless, but wanted to write another poem. I think I'm finally off my butt for tonight. Prepare for lots of poems! When I get a rhyme, anyway. When it's time, any day.
Oh, yup. I am definitely going to go on a spree. Catch me if you can!
Completed version of the "Tick Tock" short, incomplete poem
Miming!
A gross representation!
Rhyming!
Follow my elation!
As the time runs out
And my blood runs cold
There's not a doubt
Of what's been and will be told
Tick tock
Not much time still left on the clock
Going around and round
And I'm just falling down and down
To land so hard
And my hand has no more cards
I am done
But I won't give it up
Even though death is coming
I won't run
But they're just miming!
My rhyming
I can't help but think
Lining up to be slaughtered
Like cattle, till the snow turns pink!
I'm still laughing
Though I'm also coughing
And the grafting
Of the pain like a mark upon my skin
I can feel myself dropping
And crumbling to pieces within
Despite my hearty words
There's nothing I can do
To stop acting like a coward
And that's the truth
Nice story moat, a little brutal
You and Me Forever
For weeks I have done nothing but given you my all
But all you do is turn away.
I try to make you happy,
But you spurn every gift I give.
Why do you act scared whenever I come by?
I'm not wearing a mask.
But all that is in the past now isn't it?
You came to my house to get something of your chest,
but you didn't need to explain.
I knew that you had finally come to your senses.
I took you to my room, and we laid down together in my bed.
We can be together now,
You and me forever.
*hysterical laughter*
Hm. Tell me what you think please.
Let the bodies fall to the ground
Let the blood be spilled all around
There ain't nothing wrong with me
It's just human nature, can't you see?
This could be the end
Our souls that we cannot mend
I feel indestructible
Unbeatable
And so let the soldiers come to me!
I'll kill them all, I'll set them free!
Someone's gonna live
And someone else is gonna die
Something that we cannot give
Is a chance at another life
And do humans deserve a second chance?
Murdering like we're in a trance
Forgiveness...what for?
Go underneath the lies, into the floor
And you will find naught but lies!
And none of us even tries!
Let the blood be spilled all around
Thanks for the advice guys.
And thanks. I thought it was pretty good too.
Sad truth...maybe. But you asked for it. This is Morbid Literature, after all.
Grammar Nazis might point out that "ain't" isn't a word. At least I remembered my apostrophe.
Lol, down here in the south, we people know that ain't is a great word.
Title ideas, anyone?
Ok going to sleep now. I gotta start waking up early. School starts on Thursday
Finally learned how to text-draw skeleton. Check it out before I go.
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