Black Hearts That Sing
Entry II: Twisted Morals
A collection of dark poetry
By Mister Grey
Poem List
I: False Heart Act I
II: False Heart Act II
III: False Heart Act III
IV: Tick Tock Act II
V: Shadow Love Act II
VI: Sleep Walking Act I
VII: The Way I Burn
VIII: False Heart Act Finale
VIX: The Only Way…Is…Down…
False Heart Act I
I can barely feel anymore
Barely hanging on
To this loose red thread
Losing all I hold dear.
Marked as prey like a deer
My heart on trial
For crimes I regret
Death tells me not to fret,
I can feel this red wet
Consuming my life whole.
Falling down this hole
Admitting that my rusted soul
Will never return whole
Emptying my mind like a full bowl.
Every action takes its toll,
I’ve been driving too fast
And reacting too slowly;
But there in the dark
I see new hope.
Seeking salvation
The same as I.
Hair like the hottest flame,
Skin like candy,
My shattered glass heart
Reprimands me.
“Do not be foolish!”
“Don’t fall for her!”
“You know it’ll kill you in the end.”
I am the reckless fool,
You are the Jester
Making me smile.
For the first time in forever,
I feel my heart,
Come back together
Can I really be whole?
False Heart Act II
Climbing from the trenches of Hell
Burning up alive
Tearing myself apart in the inside,
To find where you hide.
Discovering the fallen stars you hide
I see the scars clearly
I wish to kiss them
Heal them with flawed love.
I come closer to give you asylum
Then you float away
Choosing to fall faster
Into the pitch black abyss.
What did I miss?
Faster I dive!
Faster!
FASTER!
FASTER! FASTER! FASTER!
Losing my breathe
Feeling the cold silent embrace of death
The bitter sweet scent of love
Fading like a howl.
Taking my shot in the dark
Leaving me forsaken by your heart.
Overused similes
Flow through my head.
Flustered by your presence
Can’t think
On the brink
Of love and self-destruction
If only you would look in my direction as I stare into you. Trying to find the pieces. To put them back together, cutting pieces out of me to present to you. Then I go too deep…I found what I seek…
The bane of your smile.
My senseless mind comes back
Bringing sense to hopeless world.
I see the face of your beloved enemy
I will go past
Drain the life from me
Simply wanting to save you.
Even if it kills me
I won’t admit endless defeat.
False Heart Act III
Everything becomes blurry.
I’m in an unclear hurry.
Heartbeats skipping
Like a bottle of liquor
My life force is tipping.
Like a runt lamb,
I am damned.
You’re a witch
I knew this from the start
Like a falling star
Wish upon me.
Like a blade,
Use me ’till I fall apart.
Like a wolf,
I will follow you through the cold.
The time has come to slaughter the one who holds you hostage.
Rip them apart
Until their ice cold,
Death stricken,
Blood stained,
I will leave destruction like a hex hurricane.
Tick Tock Act II
Tick Tock,
She fears when he raises his hand
History of abuse
Stained on her like a brand.
She cries when he falls
Assuming she will be blamed,
Ripped apart like a hurricane,
Belted until her tailbone breaks.
Tick tock,
He cannot handle her fragile mind
Finding it not worth the time
Just the person who happened to be on time,
Before her final line.
She sleeps so silently
Like an angel in the sky laying on clouds,
He writes his final words.
Letting her know why he must leave
Then stares at her once more.
Sees the dead dreams in her eyes,
The bleak sunshine,
Such a broken past;
How can he let this night be the last?
He puts the note away,
Unpacks his bags,
Lays back in bed.
The clock no longer ticks.
The tock is just a ghost memory.
She awakes to the note,
He cannot run from her
She will not allow,
Pulling out a butcher knife
His screams are silent
As the blood spills out.
Warm sweet blood onto satin sheets,
A lover’s final broken dreams.
If she cannot have him.
Not even Death can.
She thrusts the blade into her heart.
Yet she cannot cross
Only a quick pause
Before the truth hits.
“I’m heartless…”
“I’m worse than dead…”
“This is my fate…”
Shadow Play Act II
The days go by
Never seeming to wonder why
She crawls through them so carelessly
Needless to say,
Her nights shaded in by a taboo art.
‘Death do us part’
Etched in her skin
The art of self-harm added to the list.
Waiting so patiently
Oh so patiently
To see him walk into his house
Closer and closer;
She slinks closer each night.
Coming like a thief in the night.
It’s been so many weeks,
Such careful planning.
Up to the window with care
Josh will never be prepared
Snap. Snap.
Robbie takes silent life stills
Increasing her twisted skills.
Print and develop.
Still the plan is too underdeveloped.
Pictures upon pictures
Collected on her wall.
Like a shrine to a deity;
The plans are still yet young.
Sleep Walking Act I
Watch you as you sleep
Such beauty under that broken smile
Stained like kitchen tile
Skin as fair as a white rose
This world’s reality imposed
Onto your sincerity.
Others acting superiors
Truly they are inferior.
I wish not they die
However they should.
When I gaze into your crystal blue eyes
The world shifts
‘Tis like I am sleeping walking
Seeing the world crystal clear for once.
False Heart Finale
You’ve USED her!
ABUSED her!
Couldn’t just release her.
You’re the weakest of the dirt demons!
You have no courage!
Can’t stand alone
Fallen to the rain;
Now gag on this pain.
I thrust my blade of sorrow
Into your chest
Wishing to inject
You with the purest of pain.
A flash of light
And she takes the blow for you,
Her starry eyes falling from grace,
Her burning hair simmers out,
Her skin pale as a ghost,
What have I done!?
She saved you…
Even after all you’ve done…
I still lose…
For now…
What can I do?
This fight is far from over.
But for now,
I have to retreat to the shadows.
She loves you
Not me.
As much as it hurts…
I can’t force her heart…
My final words to her,
“Even if you were the coldest winter…”
“I would be warm next to you…”
The Way I Burn
We all have vices
We all sin in our own way.
Some of us get up and pray,
Other choose to burn at the stake,
Not caring about our spiritual state,
Some of us don’t believe in a man in the sky.
Why?
I worship only myself
Not any other
As it seems reasonable;
I removed my doubt of who is my creator.
Why worship something that may not be?
Why worship something which has not done a damn thing for me?
Why worship something that everyone says hates me?
Why not just sin and win anyway?
There’s only one way to live
And that’s without rules.
Hurt others we will
No matter what you do,
Minimize the collateral,
And enjoy until we’re through.
I plan to live my life
Any way I want to.
I will make bad choices,
I will damage myself,
I will hurt others,
I will live,
I will not die a half-life left,
I will die when only this fire is left,
Test me.
Crucify me for your gain,
At this point
I’ll take a shot of whiskey,
To dull the pain.
Party to the break of dawn,
Let ecstasy flow through me.
Climb the highest tower,
Then watch while the world burn.
Until it’s gone.
This world was made by sinners,
If you want to be righteous
Holy and perfect,
The way we burn
Will reduce it to ashes,
With you inside it.
Life is quick and brutal
Holy, sinful,
Either way you live it;
We return to the void.
The Only Way…Is…Down…
Once you fall so far
The demonic light
Will blind your eyes.
Tell you it’s pure,
While it corrupts your mind.
Once you come this far,
Your mind will be opened
Like a dead flower.
The only way from her on is down.
The belief of rising against dead emotions,
Is just a beloved fallacy.
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