Dark is The Way Light is a Place – Short Poems

Sadness and darkness are natural cousins. Since ancient times, people have worn black to express their grief. Happiness is attracted to sunshine and depression to darkness. There is a certain romance in darkness and melancholy.

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Source: Family Friend Poems

1. Cold Dark Corner

There’s a cold dark corner
in the back of my room,
it speaks to me
and says I’m coming for you.

As I lie on my bed
in the fetal position,
my eyes are closed
hoping and wishing.

Maybe that one day
my dreams will come true,
that I don’t have to be here
so down and blue.

The corner keeps talking
about how I’m going to die,
all I can do
is lie there and cry.

As the corner gets closer
and takes me in,
my soul starts to burn
as so does my skin.

My bones shall lie there
turning to dust,
my bed surrounding
nothing but rust.

2. Am I Alone

I get a funny feeling,
it comes from deep inside.
I get all mad and angry,
wanting to go and hide.

My doctor calls it depression,
my dad says it’s just me.
But the thoughts and feelings,
no one will ever be able to see.

Some say I’m psycho,
some say I’m just weird.
It’s like I’m a different person,
and the old me just disappeared.

I get really edgy,
I want to commit suicide real bad.
Then I get a headache,
followed by feeling sad.

I wish I could get help,
I wish it would go away.
Maybe if I keep praying real hard,
it will some day

3. Just A Small Cut

Crimson red fills the bowl and I think I’m going to be sick.
With every thing spinning so fast I cannot breath.
Walls closing in and everything fades.
Fashes of light come by, one, by one.
Feeling sleepy not knowing your name.
Not knowing mine.
There it is. my favorite thing of all this,
ah the feeling of pain is gone from before and new form enters me.
Laying here waiting for you to come home.
I open my eyes and see flashes of you and me from before you went.
You walk inside.
You call to me and wait for an answer.
You hear small light breaths coming from the bathroom.
thinking it is me, you walk down the hall with a smile.
the kind that makes your knees go week.
You walk in. Oh god, is all you can think.
I’m trying to look up at you but I can’t move.
a cold chill comes over me as you pick me up.
You say we are going to the hospital and that everything will be ok.
You rush me in.
Blood running down.
The nurse rushes you to a bed so I can lay down.
I can hear you asking her something.
But I can’t make out the words.
I feel something cold and wet touch my face then my arm.
I feel the prick of a sharp object go in my right arm.
The nurse says that I need stitches because the wound is to deep.
I feel the thread go in and out through my arm.
And a band-aid go around and around.
After I have slept for two days they let you in.
I can move again and open my eyes.
You say that I got 76 stitches because the cuts were way to deep.
And that I almost died.
I pull off the band-aid and look.
I see over 20 cuts and begin to cry.
You tell me its ok and we will get some help.
About 5 years later.
We have two to deal with ourselves.
Jake and Emma.
A beautiful baby boy and baby girl.
The scars are still there.
Some times I wish I could go back 5 years and change what I did do so I can make it right.

4. Burn The Beauty

One does not own beauty,
One creates it.
In their dreams
They feel they can obtain it.

All alone, in a dark nights
All their thoughts…..

Cursed by change
Hidden by lies,
Running from the truth
Beauty now dies.

They don’t understand
They don’t really care.
Beauty now burns
Smoke in the air.

Years go by
And age seeps in.
Beauty’s worn out
Life is giving in.

Death creeps up,
Beauty now cries.
Your all alone
In your beautiful lies!

Source: Family Friend Poems