35 Quotes About Dark-poetry

Raw deal, wrong track, wrong song. Detest it all yet hold it close; there is esoteric comfort in deference for despair. When it is all you have, with no way out, love it darkly.

Do you remember the sight we saw, my soul,that soft summer morninground a turning in the path,the disgusting carcass on a bed scattered with stones,its legs in the air like a woman in needburning its wedding poisonslike a fountain with its rhythmic sobs,I could hear it clearly flowing with a long murmuring sound,but I touch my body in vain to find the wound.I am the vampire of my own heart,one of the great outcasts condemned to eternal laughterwho can no longer smile.Am I dead?I must be dead.

What a cruel irony it is, that we get to choose our thoughts but not our feelings.

With a ring around the rosaryAnd a pocket full of crossesAshes to ashesThey'll all fall down

Maybe tranquility is the dirt under my nails. I know it's there but I never feel like digging it out.

Reason to live, they repeat like a pop song, The bones of a beloved emperor, and I, the motionless chariot trying to drag them home with forced hope.

I ain’t nobody’s sidekick.I AM Batman And Robin, minus the mask, plus the vagina.

And all we feared inside the night / shows true in morning's biased light.

Linear’s defeated form The intangible reality rise.'' ~ Wanderer