“Forsake Me Not” – A Poem of Loneliness, Loss and Death by Michael Anderson
Somebody please forgive me. Anybody that is there. Anybody above, or anyone who is aware. Even those that scorn; I plead for needles and thread cause my dead hearts been torn. I am not seeing a reason and I have stopped asking what for. I have stopped believing in fair. I see in God in...
“Killed” – A Fantasy Poem of Darkness and Death by Regina Kiss
Mist flows around me, like a snake circling its prey. From the sky smoke clouds attack, suffocating me. And fiery rain starts to fall. A distant cry cuts through the silent night and I am paralyzed by fear. Starlight happily glints on the vicious dagger that slips painfully into my back. It wounds me deep,...
“Your Girl” – A Poem of Loves Destructive Power by Emma H.
I’m drowning in the thoughts and memories of us and what could’ve been, while he’s with her… Loving her, hugging her, touching her, and kissing her… I could be in the desert and it would rain hard on me cause of my tears… It always rains the hardest on those who deserve sunshine, but he...
“Stranger Danger” – A Poem of Despair, Lonliness and Running Scared by Jessica Baatz
The noises and sounds I hear at night,the wind rustling through the leaves.Flowing past the tallest trees.The night owl hooting as I catch its sight.It stares at me then takes its flight.Some noises I hear grip me in uneasestrikes fear in me to a certain degree.As I walk home, I see a flashing lightheld by...
“Guardian of the Fearful” – A Story of Fear, Death and Loss, by Chris Perez (A Slender Man Horror Story)
I still remember clearly 17 years ago what had happened. It still haunts me to this day. Let me tell you about that day. No, let me tell you about what happened that whole week. It was this same exact week; Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday. I was 8 and it was summertime. We just got out of...
“A Cold World” – A Poem of Life and Loneliness by Jevonte Lockhart
If I had the choice, I’d pause the moment, rewind the good times, fast forward the bad times, record the times I was at my prime, delete the moments where the spotlight wasn’t mine, then get a stopwatch to freeze time, then set a reminder to not lose her, get the timer and set it...
“Return is Possible” – A Poem of Death by Jevonte Lockhart
I wish R.I.P meant Return Is Possible. I think an angel came inside of me, just so I can tell you this first. Life takes it seriously when you say “Can this day get any worse?” Well I think I’m going in deep. It’s hard seeing the strongest people weep. I’ve been up here way...
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