WAITING FOR DARKNESS (standard:poetry, 1338 words)
Author: Danny Erin	Added: Jun 28 2018	Views/Reads: 1791/1149	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
15 DARK POEMS.

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watching, expecting, bullying 

demanding rituals 

are performed 

in its honour. 

But nothing that occurs 

in the day 

really touches you anymore 

nor ever will again 

because the legacy 

of loss 

never leaves 

nor ever will again. 

You watch the light 

start to die 

and there's relief 

at its passing, 

a candle lit 

to encourage 

darkness in 

and hurry light out. 

Then blessed night 

rolls in slowly 

like an incoming tide 

soothing, comforting, engulfing. 

Affairs of the light 

seem distant now 

no longer important 

deserve no special attention, 

so you pour a drink 

a vodka and darkness on the rocks 

which merges 

with valium 

to celebrate 

the death of the day. 

Best part of the day 

is night 

that's when 

the bastard light 

grows dim 

let's oblivion 

begin. 

TIME HEALS NOTHING 

Time heals everything 

so the saying goes, 

yeah so it does 

in about 

a thousand years 

given the wounds 

I'm carrying now 

and the wounds 

I know 

will come. 

Time heals nothing 

in this life, 

pain recedes 

like an 

ebbing tide, 

there's a 

brief respite 

then pain 

flows back. 

Wounds appear 

to have healed 

but it's only 

superficial – 

the merest 

memory scratch 

and they're open 

once again. 

Time heals nothing 

in this life, 

you just become 

less 

than you used to be, 

dead 

where you used to be 

alive. 

You still feel 

but the pain 

filters everything 

and so very little 

of real substance 

touches you. 

Pain has 

changed you forever 

and you'll never 

be you again. 

So be warned - 

time heals nothing 

in this life. 

Nothing. 

GOD'S SUICIDE 

Imagine if God 

took a 

long hard look 

at us all 

again 

and was 

disgusted 

with what 

He saw. 

The wars 

the torture 

the starvation 

the greed 

the poverty. 

Imagine if 

He decided, 

‘That's it, 

I'm tired of it all, 

I've had enough.' 

Then quietly 

committed suicide. 

SWIMMING WITH PAEDOPHILES 

Some people 

like to swim 

with dolphins, 

the braver ones 

like to swim 

with sharks 

but I'd like to swim 

with paedophiles. 

I'd take them out 

in my boat 

to a quiet, calm 

part of the ocean, 

tie their hands 

behind their backs, 

strap on 

their oxygen tanks, 

then tip them 

over the side 

of the boat. 

I'd swim down 

with them 

to fifty feet 

then wrap 

anchor chains 

round their ankles, 

rip off 

their oxygen tanks 

and watch 

as the sick fucks 

disappear 

into the deep. 

NEVER BEEN ALIVE 

The Doctor 

said to me, 

“It's bad news I'm afraid. 

The cancer is worse 

than we thought. 

You're going 

to die soon.” 

I looked at him 

and said, 

“But Doctor, 

how can I die soon 

when I've never 

been alive 

in the first place?” 

LET'S PRETEND I'M THE DEVIL 

Let's pretend I'm the Devil 

and I tortured you 

six days a week 

like your God does, 

would you worship me 

on the seventh? 

Let's pretend I'm the Devil 

and I allowed some psycho 

to kidnap and murder 

your five year old daughter 

as your God has done, 

would you worship me 

on the seventh? 

Let's pretend I'm the Devil 

and I stood by and watched 

as your home 

and everything you've worked for 

disappeared in a fire or flood 

as your God has done, 

would you worship me 

on the seventh? 

The horrors 

he inflicts on you 

are endless. 

I'm sure 

many examples 

easily spring to mind 

so why worship him 

on the seventh? 

He demands so much 

yet the only explanation offered 

is some 2000 year old story 

about his son being crucified 

then some vague rambling 

in a book that still causes doubts. 

And hey 

check that one out, 

if he allowed 

his only son 

to be crucified, 

what chance 

does a nonentity like you 

have of his mercy? 

Actually I am the Devil 

and I'm coming over 

to visit you 

in your home, 

I'm going to 

torture you 

six days a week 

like your God does, 

let's see if you worship me 

on the seventh. 

FROZEN LAUGHTER 

There are a hundred tons 

of frozen laughter 

locked up 

inside me, 

trapped 

like tons of ice 

at the north and south poles 

and it will take 

more than just 

a few rays 

of sunshine 

to unfreeze it all 

in this lifetime. 

EVERY NIGHT 

Every night 

I drift off 

to sleep 

hoping 

that I'll 

wake up sane. 

Unfortunately 

every morning 

I wake up 

and am 

disappointed 

yet again. 

CHECK THE DISTANCE 

Check the distance 

from yourself 

from the man 

you thought you'd be. 

Check the way 

all roads departed 

from the ones 

that led you here. 

Check the dreams 

that lie behind you 

on dead-end tracks 

that beckoned clear. 

Check what's left 

what's left inside you 

fragments now 

remaining here. 

Check the road 

that lies before you 

grows emptier 

each passing year. 

No choices left 

no ‘Dreams This Way' signs 

narrow road 

till this life ends, 

you realise 

with grim foreboding 

you're headed now 

where karma sends. 

WHAT I LIKE ABOUT MYSELF 

I decided 

to make a list 

of all the things 

I like 

about myself 

these days, 

taking into account 

my looks, 

personality, 

good points, 

achievements, 

and status. 

So here's 

the list : 

GOD HAS BEEN SACKED 

In an amazing 

turn of events today 

and in view 

of all 

the recent 

tornadoes, floods 

famines and wars, 

God has been sacked 

as Ruler of Earth. 

Looking at 

God's record 

over several 

million years 

and taking 

into account 

such things as 

the fate of the dinosaurs, 

the extinction 

of other species, 

the dangerously 

unstable state 

of the planet, 

all engineered 

by God 

and also 

what mankind 

has suffered 

from day one, 

the Inner Council 

of Heaven 

has decided 

that God 

should step down. 

He's received 

plenty of warnings 

in the past 

but none 

have had 

any effect. 

Lucifer 

has been appointed 

as the new 

Ruler of Earth. 

After all 

how much worse 

can he make it? 

FROM DAHMER 

I will 

take you home. 

I will 

snuff you out. 

I will 

eat your flesh. 

I will 

steal your soul. 

You are 

mine forever. 

You will 

never leave me. 

I am 

Dahmer. 

MESSAGE TO FAT BASTARDS 

I have a message 

for all you 

obscene fat bastards 

out there. 

When the new laws 

come into force, 

you're all goin 

on a special diet. 

It goes 

like this : 

there are no calories 

in a fuckin bullet. 

You're all getting 

one each. 

Just for 

the hell of it, 

you'll be shot 

thru the mouth. 

Exceptional cases 

will be given 

a gastric band.... 

tightened slowly 

round the neck. 

I WILL TEACH YOU EVIL 

You serial killers 

you eaters of flesh 

you slayers of souls 

you amateurs. 

You Stalins 

you Hitlers 

you Saddams 

you beginners. 

I approve 

of your work 

so far 

but you still 

have so much more 

to learn. 

Come to me 

to Lucifer 

come to me 

and I will really 

teach you 

Evil. 

THERE IS A LIGHT 

I have been 

stumbling through 

this dark tunnel 

a long time now. 

It's cold 

it's dark 

it's empty. 

Feels like 

I've been here 

forever. 

Suddenly 

I see 

a pinprick 

of light 

away 

in the distance. 

My heart lifts 

my hope lifts 

at last 

there is a light 

at the end 

of the tunnel. 

I stumble on 

encouraged, 

as the light 

slowly gets stronger. 

I smile 

then see 

it's the headlight 

of an oncoming train.


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