Pages tagged with Dark Places

There is a reason to shout. Our Creator God put everything we need on the inside of us. He also brought many of us out of really dark places. He is with us and He is for us. Perhaps you do not know how ~ nor when ~ but you are going to make it if you do not give up. In your wilde...
It was as if I was possessed by both good and evil, lifted up and dropped into the frustrations of recovery. Loved by the Hands of God and beat down by the evil one, both afraid of losing me.
Enter into the Dark forests of Hiladhell. An ancient city nestled in the great white mountains. Along the mountainside and inside the forest dwell many a-foul creature worst of whom are the manticore who plague the Dwarven nation.
To explore the darker feelings that one has when depressed, alone, and otherwise feeling darkness
A formless poem describing the sensation and awareness of a coming darkness, depression
Love is the nothing that is everything. Freedom is a birthright that we forfeit. Death is a reality that we cowardly accept.
The devil on my shoulder the tar in my grin my dark passenger and my only friend
In my dark side, I feel like I have no friend but darkness. It’s not comfortable feeling at all, but in life, both sadness and happiness live side by side
The darkest deeds lay in the kindest hearts. The danger of death always haunts, the nightmares I have lived... Have made me go insane :)
Have you ever wondered what it was like to feel like nothing? How it would feel to cut? How messed up your senses must be? Read this poem to find out!
It comes at night... A short short submitted as part of Uni studies.
A short poem about going mad, with only yourself to blame.
Takes a look at the obstacles we have to face in order to prosper in life. Also focuses on the feelings experienced and actions taken during these troubling and often extremely painful times
As the night life leave Piccadilly there is silence. The bustling crowds have made their way home.
About a person who has suffered a great loss. The sorrow takes grief to a dark world.
Black out... I could not see anything... Just the blurry figures... Just dark shadows lurking in the night...
A poem about a person that has spent there whole life in the dark chained and so very alone, in the dark never to feel the caress of the wind or the golden kiss from the sunlight above.
This poem is about the many hurdles that life presents us, laughing at out dreams till we can bear the weight no more.
This is the second poem on the character known as the Psychic Warrior.
Self-harm can affect you in more ways than one, to the deepest parts of your soul.
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