All around Darkness

a group for dark artist and writers

  • shelleybabe2

    When I come out at night... by shelleybabe2

    I’ll walk the walk.
    I’ll talk the talk.
    I’am who I’am.
    And that’s not all…

    If I can sense your smell…
    I’ll fly like a bat out of hell.
    I’ll come crash…

    106 words

  • darkvampire

    pestilence (part one) by darkvampire

    the city sleeps.

    sin rises like a dirty
    vapour from off the crazed
    paving stones
    and permeates the darkness

    411 words

  • ModernMythology

    If Only... by ModernMythology

    If only…
    You could fill these lungs with newfound breath
    Instead of the stagnated gasps of stale smoke
    As I light another tear-soaked cigarette
    Whilst I wish for happier days
    If only…
    You could…

    132 words

  • autumnwind

    shadow dreaming by autumnwind

    every day the drab and gray
    pierce me
    with a sun blinding sword
    meant for its mark

    my days
    the build up
    of droplets on my windows
    my view
    an insidious blur

    wishing to scrape away
    what is not even there
    I crav…

    168 words

  • darkvampire

    soldier by darkvampire

    sadness and regret
    fall
    like dirty grey
    snow upon the stiffening
    corpse

    89 words

  • Emraldae

    What it means to Love by Emraldae

    This my child, is what it means to love.

    249 words

  • Iris  R

    A View at Bi-Polarism From My Side by Iris R


    Like the Wind Vane I Wait for the Signs of the Wind

    A storm is a brewing in the horizon and it’s calling out my name
    A raging, howling storm is a brewing
    And it’s headed my way
    It’s co…

    836 words

  • autumnwind

    Sara's Song by autumnwind

    I am frightened of the dark
    In this unfamiliar space
    My arms reach out with hope
    My eyes strain to see your face
    But you are not here with me
    As I tread the waters deep

    We are isolated mourners
    When we los…

    179 words

  • shelleybabe2

    I knew a little girl by shelleybabe2

    I knew a little girl,
    her name was michelle.
    When I met her,
    I thought…
    that name ring’s a bell.

    She, was shy and timid.
    And would sometime’s fidget.

    There was something about her,
    which …

    206 words

  • darkvampire

    rags by darkvampire

    the ragged girl
    walks up the steps
    of the
    theatre with dirt-stained
    feet, her bare
    flesh
    on the stone
    like the slap of wet
    fish.
    briefly she listens at the
    door’s narrow
    crack; then, hearing only mu…

    169 words

  • shelleybabe2

    I was'nt made of stone... by shelleybabe2

    I was not made of stone.
    But I’ve choose to turn into one.

    For nothing can break me anymore.
    Not even your word’s in which I recall.

    For stick’s and stone’s,
    may break my bone…

    52 words

  • shelleybabe2

    Thank you friend... by shelleybabe2

    I’ve meet a friend…
    Who made me feel
    whole again.

    Who does’nt pretend.
    Or even offend.

    Who empathize’s.
    Without any surprise’s.

    Understand’s and share’s.
    The feel…

    73 words

  • shelleybabe2

    The never ending story... by shelleybabe2

    Leave me alone.
    I want to be on my own.

    I don’t need you in my life.
    Causing nothing but strife.

    Conflict and heartache.
    Anger and bitter.

    A never ending story.
    Of this, that and the other.

    The tru…

    131 words

  • shelleybabe2

    The real thing... by shelleybabe2

    Someone who is genuine.
    Sincere, loyal and honest.

    Someone who will alway’s,
    keep there promise.

    Someone who appreciate’s,
    the love I give to them.

    Someone who is genuine,
    loving and caring.

    70 words

  • ThePhantomAmelia .

    Selfish Wants, Selfish needs, Selfish Whims Only You Can ... by ThePhantomAmel...

    I want to be the one to light your insides on fire
    Igniting them with a passion so strong,
    You’ll only breathe in a smoke of pure ecstasy
    I want to be the fumes,
    You just can’t get enough of…

    141 words

  • spiritwolf

    Release these doves by spiritwolf

    We can scrawl our miseries on these paper boats
    But the ocean just brings them back.

    176 words

  • fighthefallen

    shortened life by fighthefallen

    driving me towards the brink again,
    Push me down
    the icy hill,
    the oiled slide.

    send me towards the edge again,
    pull me into
    the burning fire,
    the heated knife.

    like a game of cards- play my hand,
    and fold …

    62 words

  • Nathan Emery

    Sleepwalking Sunrise by Nathan Emery

    And then comes the rush;
    the same numb feeling from below my feet
    grabs through the blackened dirt
    at my ankles as I try to run
    away from anything I can.
    Stopped in my tracks
    by the century old pain
    tying m…

    167 words