Poems About Darkness And Death Novels & Stories

There-my head tilts ever so slightly, as I drown in his gaze. In between colors that have no names. Passed the beauty of his dark stare, behind the cold dark exterior- further and deeper than any ever. So deep the bottom itself seems endless until... I hold a breath. Or is it that I forget to breathe? In the total darkness— a fading soul shimmer. In its arms, cradled carefully lies a dying flame, an ember losing its last spark. In a storm of ash and rain, the soul sits trying to save what little there is to save, in the darkest night, knee deep in the muddiest waters, barely alive.

Pausing long enough to digest what she had just done, she closed the cover without recording the second. Looking over her shoulder to the clock, she knew the first red-tinged rays would begin their climb over the city in a few hours. She had hoped to use the time to jog delicious memories, but instead felt the bitterness of disappointment clasp her heart. “Why?” She whispered, hoping in the emptiness an understanding would come. However, dealing with death as she often did, she knew understanding would not come. Years earlier, she learned death was a needed tool in protecting the humans from the night creatures that stalked the city. She once searched for absolution from her duties but k

Finally, it was Daphnie's turn to sing: Have you gorged yourself at last In your lust for blood? Am I now to be prey To your lust for flesh? I sang along after her: That fate which condemns me To wallow in blood Has also denied me The joys of the flesh This face the infection Which poisons our love This face, which earned A mother's fear and loathing A mask, my first Unfeeling scrap of clothing Pity comes too late Turn around and face your fate An eternity of this Before your eyes Daphnie took a breath and sang:

I am death'' and that is all it takes for me to succumb to the darkness that has been calling onto me, it is all it takes for me to drift into the world of darkness. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

When he got to the center of the book, the characters became clearer so that he could read a long forgotten story. "... and God's power became weaker. People gave themselves to their despair. Their hearts were filled with dark thoughts. What once shone in the light was bathed in darkness. Innocence threatened to succumb to sin. Heaven succumbed to it Hell. The figures of the night broke in on the innocent and stole their light. Above all ~ he ~. The darkness itself. ~ "Lucifer." ~

My own body felt like it was tearing itself apart from the inside. I tried to crawl, but my arms buckled. My fingernails scraped the floor, leaving bloody marks where they broke. Draken’s voice floated above me, patient but merciless. “The darkness doesn’t fight fair. It finds your weakness and amplifies it. Your fear of death, your guilt, your doubt. The poison will wear your body down until your mind gives in. Endure it, Kael. Or it will consume you.” The shadows whispered louder now, their voices twining with the poison.

Yet, amid those dire moments, Nine's face often appeared, like the moon illuminating a clear, starless sky. But unlike the moon, which brings a measure of brightness to the darkness, Nine's presence only seemed to deepen the shadows. It's often said that darkness and light cannot coexist; however, darkness and darkness can entwine like old friends. The world is a cruel joke, and humanity is its most profound flaw. *****

I sit there, a prisoner in my own mind, trapped in this dark, desolate realm. The world around me is shrouded in perpetual darkness, punctuated only by the occasional flicker of an unseen flame. Black smoke curls and writhes around me, a fucking sinister, malevolent presence. I feel empty, hollow, like a shell without a soul. There is no light here, no hope, no escape.

“It's not like that. It's not something you can get rid of. It's part of me; it's my other half. It's who and what I am. Don’t you see, I am the darkness! To get rid of it would be to get rid of me. I'm no good for you. I will only cause you pain and suffering. I am the darkness! I'm the monster everyone's afraid of. I'm the beast in the dark that children have nightmares of. I am the evil from the depths of hell and will only snuff out your light, little angel. You and I can never be together!” He said with a deep and rough voice. Smoke seeped from his body again, and a dark aura rose from his body like a shadow looming over her.

The cover is worn and the leather is pealing off. I open it. Each page is all crinkled as if it's been used a lot. I look through the book. Poems? Each poem is so meaningful. Did she write this? INNER DEMONS: It's like a shadow in an eternal night It does not let you free it does not let you live in the light It takes you deeper into an endless tunnel It ensnares you with chains It pumps it's venom into your vains The darkness does not let it's prey go easily