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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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Shadow Of Your Footsteps

Trying to be
What you think I should be
Trying to face up to the world as you, not me
Don't know what you're expecting of me
But under the pressure of following your footsteps
And you just can't let go....
No!

And when I think all the places I just don't belong
I gotta be strong, gotta let go
I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps
I'm carving my own way
I'll make my own future
But when I see what the world is to me
I'm falling apart
Right in front of you


All I want to do
Is be more like me
And a little less like you
Don't you see, you're smothering me
Holding so tightly, trying to change me
Afraid that I will see
That the reason you want me to be you
Is so I won't see the truth
That you're just a failure, hiding in me

Every step that I take is countered by laughter
While I follow your footsteps
I can't find the exit
Cuz the pressure within, is grinding me away
I cannot find the path to go, not to stay
Please let me go
And let me live
Cuz underneath, the pressure will kill me
Please let me go
Please understand
Cuz I just wanna be me, be set free

Every time that I take
Another pill
Just to help me fake
That I'm just like you, it just isn't real
I may end up failing just like you
But I know!
That the shadow of your footsteps is not the way to go!
And I found along the way
That you were just like me
With someone so disappointed in you
Tired of being what the world thinks is good
Turning my world into ashes and mud

Trying to be so perfect
Decaying under the surface
You gotta let me go
You can't ignore my sorrow
Oh no oh no


And when I think all the places I just don't belong
I gotta be strong, gotta let go
I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps
I'm carving my own way
I'll make my own future
But when I see what the world is to me
I'm falling apart
And I can't let go, it's true

Please let me go
I must find my own way
I cannot keep trying
To be like you and to stay
The shadow of your footsteps
Too much pressure to take
And now that I know
That underneath your skin
You have the same scars within
You were just like me
Just pretending to be
Someone else that you aren't

You just cannot fake who you are
For the shadow of your footsteps
Is not the way to go
You gotta let me free, let me go

Inspired by True Events, and also inspired by Numb-Linkin Park

Pois0nArr0w
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and also inspired by Numb-Linkin Park


I caught that after reading the first few lines. It seems a little too similar, though. Maybe some rewording in a few places?
Moabarmorgamer
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Dangit!
Man...is it similar?*re-reads*
Ok I'll fix*clanking gears*

Moabarmorgamer
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I only intended it to be similar in meaning. But...apparently not. Ok.

Trying to face up to the world as you, not me
Can't see how I am anymore
But since I'm falling...
Following your footsteps
And you just can't let go....
No!

And when I think all the places I just don't belong
I gotta be strong, gotta let go
I can't walk in the shadow of your footsteps
I'm carving my own way
I'll make my own future
I'm losing myself
Why can't you let go?

A conformist
And yet, all I can do is what you tell me to be
See that, trying to change me
Afraid that I will see
That the reason you want me to be you
Is so I won't see the truth
That you're just a failure, hiding in me

When I try to walk away
I'm countered by laughter
While I follow your footsteps
I can't find the exit
Cuz the pressure
The laughter
The failure
Is grinding me away
I cannot find the path to go, not to stay

Please let me go
And let me live
I have so much to give
Please let me go
Please understand
Cuz I just wanna be me, be set free

Every time that I take
Another pill
Just to help me fake
That I'm just like you, it just isn't real
I am falling deeper than you
But I know!
That the shadow of your footsteps is not the way to go!
And I found along the way
That you are fooler than me
Tired of being what the world thinks is good
Turning my world into ashes and mud
And then spreading it to others
Trying to hide behind them

Decaying under the surface
You gotta let me go
You can't ignore my sorrow
Oh no oh no

Please let me go
I must find my own way
I cannot keep trying
To be like you and to stay
The shadow of your footsteps
Too many pills to take
Rules to break
And now that I know
That underneath your skin
You have the same scars within
Someone else that you aren't

You just cannot fake who you are
For the shadow of your footsteps
Is not the way to go
You gotta let me free, let me go
So that I can walk my own road

Moabarmorgamer
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Dangit I just don't like that poem. Why is it whenever I'm lazy and try to find an old poem they aren't good or something...forget it
Anyways, a new(yes, NEW) poem is in the making.

Moabarmorgamer
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The poem I wrote for the contest.


The Hunted


I can't free myself
I'm trapped in your hell
I run and hide
But I know you can see me
My soul, darkened inside
I just want to leave
But I can't walk away
Cuz you're following me
And that's where you will stay
The blood will drip
The breathes will heave
No matter how you choose it
Or what you believe
I'm going to die
As you follow me
But I will not cry
This is history
But I won't lie
I'm still afraid
But this decision has already been made

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Don't know what you're expecting of me


That's the exact same line From numb. Sorry to be a pest, but do you listen to this music while yo write? Because, not to be pest, I think you write down everything you hear.
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Ohh wait a minute.

*reads rest of posts*

Ohh soz. Didn't see you re-wrote it.

Moabarmorgamer
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Dagarr...*bad mood*
Ok, sam. You have something to contribute or say?
Meh. This thread's dying. I'm the only one holding it up now, but I'm going to let it die.

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How morbid should a story for this thread be?
Or rather, how much will you allow?

Moabarmorgamer
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Pretty much anything can get by me, just as long as the site itself allows. But if it's extremely gory, such as one of *name witheld*'s stories, I suggest posting a censored and uncensored version or putting some kind of warning up.
And do I sense a morbid story in the making? It's about time; this thread was getting sick of me and I was wondering how long I would be able to hold it up.
P.S.- Yes that last bit is somewhat of a joke.

Moabarmorgamer
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Color me red
For all the blood that was spilled
Color me blue
For all the tears I have shed
Color me white
For all that's not true
Color me black
For all the fallen dead
Color me green
Cuz there's no going back
Color me brown
Cuz I can't be redeemed
Color me orange
Cuz the world's burning down

I know it's missing purple, but honestly, what's going to rhyme with purple? Nurple?

Moabarmorgamer
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Don't bother asking why
We all must live a (f-ing) lie
But when we were young
And still not disillusioned
We dreamed of wealth and fame
Because we didn't see
All that's behind that is false gallantry
And now we wish we weren't so free

White suits, parties, champagne
Nothing but the lies and pain
Cameras, interviews, fortune and fame
But when you pull back the curtains
Nothing remains

The faint light of a candle's flame
Extinguished quickly as the truth fin'ly came
Hope and dreams and endless light
Till the truth came and brought the night
And now we wish we were still kids
Without the weight of truth
Why can't we just be rid?

Moabarmorgamer
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Ack....here's another one.

What kind of (sh)goes on today?
The murder, the suicide
We don't even hear it relayed
And we can't try to hide

Turning back
Turning away
For what we lack
Is the ability to stay

Tommy OD'd, he's a vegetable
He's in a coma, always unstable
Sheila was knifed
The attack was pointless, a waste of life
Jonathan ran away
He couldn't take it another day
Anne committed suicide
Couldn't bear to live another lie
Sean was run over
The driver was drunk, and he took cover
Mary had a rare disease
Soon she died, with no sleep or ease
Carl was KIA, in the war
Didn't even know what he was fighting for
Lisa was killed in an air raid
Buildings flew up like in some kind of game
David's living with his mother
Spent his money on drink and drugs, the mother(f)er

Just a few of the things
That happened today
Some of the people who died
For no reason, that's what humans bring
And we can't or we won't
Even try
To stop this fight
And run away
Because we lost
So long ago
Why can't we just
Let it go?

Moabarmorgamer
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Meh...new poem.


Our subject, for today
Class, will cover a particular guy
And shout as you may
I'm telling you, this ain't a lie\\

Boy's just fifteen
But his slate ain't clean
Did a dime at the state pen
He killed, and he'd kill again
Got himself in some dirty shit
Dug his own grave, bit by bit
He thinks he's cool
Well, he might be
But it don't matter what you are at school
Be a gangsta, you're nothin but history

He thinks his soul is fine
He think that all is well
But he's always gettin reminded
That he's going right to hell

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