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Moabarmorgamer
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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

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Moabarmorgamer
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Ah...tell me what you think.

What concerns you, not me
Is not worthy of mine eyes
For the mist inside
It makes me blind
To others around
All sights, all sounds
No one can help me now
I cannot see
I must be blind
The mist, the fog
Inside my mind
I can't hear them, I can't see them
No one can help me now
Ignorant bliss
I can't see
I don't care
Can't cure this
Can't help me
No one dares
To enter my mind
Perfection in insanity
That's the world I live in
The world only I can see
Instead of the world no one should
The one you all do
The only one you could
I cannot see
I must be blind
The mist, the fog
Inside my mind
I can't hear them, I can't see them
No one can help me now
I cannot see through the mist
This is not a curse, it is a gift
I am insane, there is no doubt
But what's so bad
Escaping a world there's nothing good about?
You think it's sad
You even cry
When you see what happened
To my mind, my eyes
But even though reality might bend
This is a better world
The world inside the mist
My life, it must be blessed
I cannot see
I must be blind
The mist, the fog
Inside my mind
I can't hear them, I can't see them
No one can help me now
I can't hear them
I can't see them
Through the mist inside my mind
But I see now
It's not me who's blind
It's everyone else
In the other world
The world of realness
The world of evil
I cannot see
I must be blind
The mist, the fog
Inside my mind
I can't hear them, I can't see them
No one can help me now
I can't hear them
I can't see them
The mist inside
The mist of my mind
I am not blind
(repeat x5)
I have escaped from the wrath of your world
Hahahahaha

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As I tread upon broken glass
I watch the tears in the eyes
Of people I pass
And I hear the leaders' lies
As we all begin to find broken ties
We hide from the world
But we can't hide from ourselves
And as we watch the bold
All fall
We begin to crash down upon the shelves
And as the line begins to blur
We begin to doubt
We're no longer sure
Should we live it out?
Or take ourselves while we can
So that this can just all end

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Good poems, Moat.

But they're a little hard on the eyes. Tip: Make them into stanzas that make sense. It makes them seem less like a wall of rhyming words.

Moabarmorgamer
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Ok, I'll try that.
Do you have anything to contribute, lit-wise?

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Uhhm i do ... try varying the types of poems and make one about AG once in a while for those merits :P

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Marton, those are called contests, not expressions.

I especially like the first long one. Kept me reading.

I think you could call it Burn it Down. Seeing as that's the most common of phrases in the poem.

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Ok. I don't really care about the title, but I guess we do need something to refer to it as.
Thanks. *claps hands*. I'm actually getting pretty good with poetry.

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Hm well I'm too lazy right now to do anything, so if anyone has anything to contribute, now's the time.

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Ok, I'm breaking this up into stanzas as suggested.

Burn It Down

I can destroy this world
I can burn it all down
You know my secret
You'll never keep it
Hence, let the fallen
Rise up again!
I say I'm indestructible
Nothing can hurt me
You think you're just infallible
And you watch as I bleed

I wish I could say
That your words don't hurt me
But in fact, every day
I know you can see through me
And I cry for the ones I'm about to let die
But I'm indestructible on the outside
You say it's hurting you
But I know that ain't true
You broke my shield today
Found all my weakness inside!

My pain, it burns your soul
Cough words you can't scream
But still we remain dark and cold
And shake as the evil haunts all our dreams
So, you can sell your soul today
Let the fallen rise again
Because the indestructible
Have been sanctified!
In my mind
Up from the dirt!
I burn it down!(down down)

Try not to lose myself
In uncontainable rage!
I'll burn it down!
"Never again!"
You said as you walked away
Now, I can prove you wrong
Come from the soul
I'll burn it down!

I can hear your voice
Telling me to stop this
But I don't wanna listen
I gotta burn it down
To ease my conscious
For what you did to me!

My soul is dead!
And as the ground turns red
The fallen can rise again!
And we can all see this is the end
YOU'RE NOT MY FRIEND!
Yes, I hear the voice
Yes, I know you know my soul is dead
Yes, it will hurt my conscious
Something's just wrong in my head
No, I WILL STILL BURN IT DOWN!
See the sleepless?
See the fallen?
See the tortured?
RISE UP AGAIN ALL!
AND BURN IT DOWN AGAIN
Hahahahaha!

Better?

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Ah well I'm drawing a picture of the gallows right now. And it will be based off this picture(figured I should give credit)because I can't draw most of the time without something to look at.
http://www.old-picture.com/civil-war/pictures/Gallows.jpg

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There. I did fairly well. But I'm not drawing anymore. I want to see somebody else's submission of art.
http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af170/JJnapper/gallows-1.jpg

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Hey. Apparently, I am the sole author of this thread now, so here's something else.

Just can't take it anymore
I will walk out the light
Open that mysterious door
I just don't have the might
To last very long
It's so wrong

So just pick your death
Blood falls on the floor
And watch as all that was left of me
Crumbles into eternity
Now, I'm still not sure
But I'll still tie the rope
I'll still fire the gun
I don't have any hope
But this was never fun

I feel my final breaths
Heaving out
Through the lake
And I feel doubt
But I stay there for death's sake
I struggle
I'm not so sure
There's nothing but rubble
But I know what will occur
And as my eyes turn red
My struggles all stop
And I am dead
My body drops
And I walk away
And into the light

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*casts semi-revival spell*

Ok, now I shall reveal to you part of the unrevealed Chapter in the new Adventures of ArmorGames!

Deloric laid there in the steel coffin. Mud had oozed in from a crack in the coffin long ago, completely filling Deloric's grave. It went into his mouth, his nose, his ears, everywhere. He couldn't see anything but blackness. The mud had later hardened into a mold, and Deloric couldn't move even if he wanted to. Long ago, he had died of suffocation. Later, he had died because his body was crushed by the pressure. Both times, he had been revived. When he wasn't in his coma revival state, Deloric was desperately trying to figure out what his predictions meant. But he never could figure them out. He was literally crushed, all the time. This gave him unparalleled levels of agony. And he couldn't breathe. That was very uncomfortable, although he got used to it. But of course he had to be revived every couple of minutes due to that. Deloric wished he could just die, but he couldn't because he was immortal. Maybe that wasn't so great after all. Suddenly, a loud CLANK! came from the outside. As if something metal had collided with something metal. Deloric could see nothing; the mud was covering his eyes. Suddenly, Deloric felt someone grab him by his disintegrating collar and haul him out.

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And I will pray
To God
Help me get right out of this
I can't stay
For long
This is such a (g-d)mess

And I lie
To you
"I'm not gonna die tonight
I feel just fine"
And that just ain't quite true
So find yourself
Another friend
I walk the line
Between my life and death
Before my utter end

And I cry
Tonight, am I really ready?
Just to die
Tonight, I just can't stay steady
As the sickness falls
I can feel the darkness coming
I'm surrounded
By four whitewashed walls
I've been misled(misled...misled)

Eh.Pretty good. Flow kinda seems off though...

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Not really morbid, but felt like posting it so someone in the world can see it. I made it as a banner for the AG Insider. Papi's is better, but figured I'd post it.
http://i1004.photobucket.com/albums/af170/JJnapper/UOAGI-1.jpg

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