here are some poems I wrote for creative writing. They are pretty dark-themed, and I am sorry if they disturb you…
Darkness falls
I am sitting outside again and again
Waiting for night to fall.
I am called crazy for it
Though I don’t mind at all.
I am a creature of the night,
The darkness is my time.
The night is what I love
I look at it and truly feel
God’s love from infinitely above.
Black roses
I am sitting at my window sill
Crying my eyes out
When suddenly I can hear you
Outside, creeping about.
I think of who is out there,
Sneaking underneath my window,
When, suddenly,
I hear another noise down below.
I look at your retreating form,
Wondering what it was for
That you are by my window
And not at my door.
Suddenly I look down and gasp,
And, seeing but not believing,
I am feeling aghast.
For there lay on the ground
With a ribbon tied so
A black rose lay there,
With a red ribbon in a bow.
Let me sleep
If this is a dream
Don’t wake me
For night is nigh.
I take comfort in the night
In the darkness and cool shadows.
I am a creature of the Darkness
My flower is a black rose.
Voices
I am not normal
For as you can tell
I see that which no one else
Sees, hears, or feels.
They talk blindly
Inside my head.
I can feel
My face turning red.
I tell them to be quiet,
But they don’t.
For they can
But, really,
They won’t
Enough
Do you get a kick out of hurting me?
What do you like to see?
Do you do this blind
Or do you see inside my mind?
I cannot stand this,
I cannot have you near,
Because of all
The things you make me see and hear.
The darkness in my heart
All I can see now
When these wounds smart
Is you
And how you made
This darkness in my heart.