Tag: Dark

Purple Eyes: Part Three

She has led him to a disturbing place,

A familiar place that is a disgrace to his soul.

He thought he could forget about this place,

He thought he could outrun the suffering he experienced in this place,

But he was wrong.

She brought him back to this nightmarish place.

She brought him back to this diner,

So late into the night,

Where he met an unfortunate fate.

What does she hope to do for him?

What does she hope to show him at this late night diner?


I don’t want to go any further,

I feel like I shouldn’t be here at all.

This strange diner,

This diner that is so familiar to me.

A diner I never stepped foot in.

Why did she lead me here in the first place?

What could possibly still be waiting for me there?


I try my best to run away from her,

But she’s still holding on to my hand tightly.

There’s no escape from her.

I start crying and pleading for her to let me go,

I’m begging her to spare me from any more pain.

The woman with purple eyes says nothing,

She only continues leading me to a familiar place,

A familiar place that I thought I would never visit again.


We’re getting closer and closer to the diner,

And I’m starting to feel sick in my stomach.

I refuse to go any further,

But the woman with purple eyes keeps pulling me along,

No matter how much I resist.

It’s inevitable that I will see it.


We make it to the diner,

Then we go through the alley that’s next to the diner.

As we go deeper into the alley,

Darkness consumes us,

And light is nowhere in sight.

The full eventually comes out right on cue,

And I see we’re next to a dumpster,

We’re stepping in a puddle of something,

I look down and stop

I see we’re stepping in a puddle of blood,

But it’s not the scariest or strangest thing I see.

I see my dead body.


Purple Eyes: Part One

The city is different at night,

It’s not as lively or chaotic during the day,

There’s this eerie, strange quietness of the city.

A different world with nearly no one in sight,

Yet there’s potential danger around every corner.

You never know what to expect,

Yet you should expect nearly every possibility in your imagination.

Leave no room for fascination or curiosity,

Especially when you’re alone late at night in the city,

Where nightmares can become reality.


I find myself alone in this city during this time,

I’m patiently waiting for a bus to take me out of this dark world,

And take me to a better place,

A place that I can call home.

Where I can be protected from the dangers of the city.

I long to just go home.


I’m waiting and waiting for the bus to come,

But it seems to be late,

Later than usual.

Why is it taking so long to get here?

How long must I remain in this scary city?

I can’t bear to be here any longer.

I need to get home.


I’m shaking as time continues to pass.

Fear is causing my heart to beat faster and faster,

I’m forgetting how to breathe normally.

I’m sweating and struggling to calm down,

I have to get a hold of myself,

Before someone sees me,

Before someone tries to hurt me,

Just calm down,

Just calm down,

I scream in my mind.


I suddenly feel a hand on my shoulder.

I turn around and see it’s someone in a hoodie.

I move back and try to run away,

But I’m stopped by the person.

I think about fighting the person,

But I lock eyes with the person and stop thinking.

I can’t see the person’s face,

But this person’s eyes were something else.

They were these alluring, gorgeous jewels.

I couldn’t even think about anything else,

I was bewitched by these almost heavenly purple eyes.

An Empty Glass

I have an empty glass in my hand.

I long and thirst for something.

I look around and see nothing.

Total darkness surrounds me.

I feel like I belong in this black world.

A world of no color, light or joy.

A world that is simply a dark place.

An endless void of nothingness.

A world that I can relax in peace with no distractions.

Can this last forever?

A table appears in front of me.

On it appears to be two jars of liquid.

One jar has water in it.

The other jar has some sort of red liquid in it.

I have an opportunity to no longer thirst.

This was something I was waiting for.

Something I was hoping and praying for.

I look to choose a jar,

But I’m hesitant.

I shake the feeling away,

But then I stop myself.

I quickly realize that I will change.

I will no longer thirst.

If I no longer thirst,

Then where will I go?

Will I go to a better place?

Or will I go to an unimaginable, scarier place?

Plus, which jar should I choose?

Will water be enough to quench my thirst?

It’s pure and untainted.

It has a familiar taste that I need.

I have nothing to fear with water.

We all need water.

Yet, how do I know that this is good water?

Looks can be deceiving.

Maybe I’m supposed to choose the jar with the red liquid.

Perhaps I’m being tested,

And need to choose the red liquid.

Maybe it’s the one with the right nutrients and essentials,

And it could be a nourishment to my body.

Maybe it will help me survive.

Perhaps it’s the most honest,

Despite it’s unique look.

But it could be poisonous.

Perhaps there’s something fatal in the red liquid.

It could hurt me in more ways than one.

The possibilities are endless.

Which one should I choose?

I choose neither.

I turn my back away from the table.

I walk away from the two jars full of liquid that could’ve saved or killed me.

Why take an unnecessary risk?

I walk into total darkness.

I walk around and see nothing.

An endless void of nothingness.

A world that is simply a dark place.

A world of no color, light or joy.

A black world that I feel like I belong in.

Yet there’s something missing for me.

I long and thirst for something.

I have an empty glass in my hand.

Just For Today

I want nothing on my mind,

I just don’t want to think about anything.

It’s a terrible day to do such a thing.

I’m just having one of those days.

You know about those days, right?

It’s perfectly normal to have these days, right?

It just feels like I have them all the time.

I just have days of wanting to feel nothing,

When I’m feeling everything.

Why do I have these days?

What’s wrong with me?

No, nothing is wrong with me, right?

It’s just one of those days, right?

I just have to get through today.

Just deal with it all today.

Just for today.

Dream Girls: Part Ten

I’m alone right now in scorching heat.

I’m laying down, and I can’t move.

I’m in a place of hurt and pain.

Wait, have I been here before?

This feels all too familiar.

 

I look around and see that I’m in a desert.

Brown sand is all around me,

No other colors are in sight.

I look up and the sky is blue with white clouds,

And the sun looks like a yellow light bulb.

It’s bright and intense.

The sky is strangely so familiar to me as well.

I feel like I’ve been here before,

But there’s just something missing.

Something that’s not making me see this place clearly enough.

 

Pain starts to intensify in my body.

My throat is swelling up,

Breathing is a struggle.

The yellow sun is baking me to a crisp,

The brown sand is only getting hotter and crueler to my skin,

I’m paralyzed,

I desperately need to be saved.

 

I hear footsteps in the sand coming towards me.

They get closer and closer,

I’m not sure if I should scared or relieved.

I’m not sure if I will be punished or saved by the person walking towards me.

To my surprise, a woman in a white robe stands above me.

She’s a beautiful and a sight to behold.

I want to beg her to help me,

But I can’t do such a thing.

My throat is swollen,

And excruciating suffering is trickling down my body.

I’m helpless,

And I can only depend on the woman in the white robe.

 

The woman in the white robe stares at me.

She smiles at me and pulls something out of her robe.

They are red sunglasses.

She kneels down to my level and puts them on my face.

She whispers in my ear that I must see and gently kisses my cheek.

Then, the woman in white robe walks away from me.

 

I don’t understand why she left me.

How could she not save me?

What did she mean that I must see.

I look around and recognize that this place is different.

The red sunglasses changed this place.

I’m now surrounded by black sand.

I look up and the sky is red with pink clouds,

And the sun looks like a big, white light bulb.

I kinda hear water and waves crashing somewhere in the distance,

Am I near an ocean?

Am I actually not at a desert, but somewhere else?

Everything turns black.

 

I wake up from a strange, yet familiar dream.

I can’t help but remember.

I thought I was at a desert,

But I’m not sure anymore.

I might have been somewhere else.

Yet, there’s something I can’t help but wonder

Why was I not saved by the dream girl?

 

This is the end of part ten of the Dream Girls series. Be sure to like, share or comment your thoughts on this poem.

There are more parts in this Dream Girls series, but I have decided that part ten will be the last part I post and share with you all for now. Thank you to those that have been reading and following along with this series, it means a lot to me. Hope you enjoyed it!

 

 

 

Dream Girls: Part Nine

I find myself on top of a building.

I look around and there are no other buildings in sight.

No door to be found,

Just a colorful sky with clouds all around,

And the loving sun staring directly at me.

The sunlight touches my face so gently and sweetly.

Yet, I know I can’t embrace the sun forever.

 

I rush to edge of the building,

Hoping to see a bottom or a way out.

Once I make it to the edge,

I look down and see more clouds.

How high in the sky am I?

Or am I dead and this is simply Heaven?

I can’t know for sure.

I just know that I’m trapped on this building.

 

I turn around, and there’s a woman in front of me.

She’s wearing a yellow dress,

And she has two doves on her right shoulder.

One black and one white.

I can’t see her face at all.

She’s wearing a blue mask with a blank face.

 

She slowly walks towards me,

I’m nervous and not sure what’s going to happen next.

She’s now in front of me.

The black and white doves fly off her shoulder,

And they descend down the building.

The woman in the blue mask looks at me.

She gets close to me and embraces me.

She whispers in my ear to listen, see and be not afraid.

She then pushes me off the building.

 

I’m falling fast,

The wind is a powerful force against me,

It’s a battle between me and the sky.

Terror is taking control over my body.

I’m screaming and crying,

My heart is pumping faster and faster each second.

Breathing is a struggle now,

What must I do to be saved?

Everything turns black.

 

I wake up from a strange dream.

I was falling from the sky.

A typical dream that I think a lot of people have.

Yet, there’s just something I still can’t figure out though.

Why did she push me off a building?

Why did the dream girl want me to fall?

 

This is the end of part nine of Dream Girls! Be sure to like, share and comment your thoughts on this poem!

I will posting and sharing part ten of Dream Girls on Wednesday. This will be the last part that I will be sharing with you.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dream Girls: Part Eight

I find myself sitting on a railroad track.

Next to me is an unconscious woman all tied up on the tracks.

I look at her strangely because she’s wearing a black dress.

She’s beautiful,

Yet there’s something familiar about her.

There’s a strange fear that I have about her.

I don’t know how to explain it,

I’m just scared of her.

 

I look around and recognize that I’m in a strange world.

There’s no color in sight.

Everything is black and white.

The sky is grey,

The sun is white,

The trees that surround this railroad track are black.

Where are the colors in this strange world?

Am I truly in a gray world?

 

I look down and notice that I’m wearing a gold watch.

Why is this the only thing in color?

I wonder,

But I quickly notice that it’s broken.

The glass is cracked and the hands are not moving at all.

Why would I be wearing such a watch?

 

I hear something coming in the distance.

My brain can’t really figure out what it is.

The vibrations on the track show that it’s a force to be reckoned with.

It’s powerful,

And it’s coming towards me.

I quickly see in the distance that it’s a purple, speeding train.

 

I have a minute to get off of these tracks.

I stand up about to leave.

Then, I hear the woman in the black dress waking up.

She’s scared and has no idea what’s going on.

She sees me and begs me to help her.

As she’s begging for me to save her,

I see her sharp, fanged teeth.

 

I’m confused and don’t know what to do.

I’m scared of her,

But I admire her so much.

I recognize that this is not a simple decision.

She must be tied up for a reason.

Maybe this was my doing or someone else did this for a reason,

I have no idea.

Yet, she doesn’t deserve such a gruesome fate.

Maybe she’s a poor victim or maybe I’m meant to save her,

I have no idea.

 

The purple train is only seconds away now.

I have to make a decision.

Otherwise, death will take us both.

I don’t know what to do.

Everything turns black.

 

I wake up from a scary dream.

I’m breathing heavy, and I’m a little worried.

I’m worried because I don’t remember how the dream ended.

Did I allow the locomotive to take her life?

Or did I save the dream girl?

 

This is the end of part eight of the Dream Girls series. Be sure to like, share and comment your thoughts on this poem!

Also, do you think I saved the dream girl or allowed her to get run over by a train? Let me know in the comments!

I will be posting and sharing part nine and ten next week on Monday and Wednesday!

 

 

 

 

 

 

Dream Girls: Part Seven

I find myself sitting on a black boulder alone in a forest.

I’m also wearing some red sunglasses.

It’s weird seeing such a red world.

I look up at the sky and see a storm is brewing.

Clouds have taken over the sky.

I imagine that they are gray.

Light is nowhere in sight.

Thunder is rumbling loud and proud.

Letting its voice be heard.

 

The wind is a force to be reckoned with.

It’s wrestling with the tall, oak trees.

They’re fighting and trying to stand their ground,

But they are no match for the wind.

The wind is persistent with one goal in mind,

The wind simply wants to bring these beautiful trees down.

It has all the time in the world to do so.

The wind also has the river under its control.

The river no longer has a smooth, rhythmic flow.

It has no control anymore.

The wind is the river’s composer now,

It’s orchestrating a new flow for the river.

A flow that is chaotic and destructive.

 

Although I am lost, I am not afraid.

It’s a weird feeling to have.

This is a place that is all too familiar with me.

This is a place where I can view paradise.

This is a place of relaxation.

This is a place of pure imagination.

I wish I could be here forever.

I want that more than anything.

 

Behind me, I hear a tree branch break.

I turn around and my red sunglasses fly off my face.

They somehow end up in the river,

And they are far from my grasp.

They are lost and forgotten now.

 

I look back behind me,

And I see a woman next to some bushes and trees.

We were only a few feet away from each other.

I remember her all too well.

She’s wearing some blue jeans and a white t-shirt.

She’s also wearing a gold watch.

I look at her face and notice that she’s crying.

She takes off the gold watch and throws it on the ground.

Then, she runs away from me and goes deeper into the forest.

 

I quickly get up to chase after her.

I make it to the spot she was just at and see the gold watch.

I pick it up and see that it’s broken.

Time is all messed up on it.

 

The wind gets more aggressive,

Trees start falling like dominoes.

Thunder is getting louder,

And the clouds are getting darker.

The storm is finally here.

I feel like I should stay here in this place,

This is where I wanna be.

But I must go after her.

She needs me, I know it.

So, I go deeper into the woods,

And run away from a place that brought me peace and tranquility.

In hopes to find her, my true serenity.

Everything turns black.

 

I wake up from a strange dream.

I don’t remember too much about it.

I think I was in a forest.

The forest kind of reminded me of a girl I once knew.

I can’t stop thinking about her.

I wouldn’t mind if she was in my dreams honestly.

She would definitely be a great dream girl.

 

This is the end of part seven of the Dream Girls series. Be sure to like, share and comment your thoughts on this poem!

I will be posting and sharing part eight of Dream Girls on Monday!

 

Dream Girls: Part Six

I’m sitting next to a woman on a black boulder in a vast forest.

I look around us and discover the priceless scenery that surrounds us.

The sun is slowly setting,

And it’s providing the sky with an array of colors.

A slight breeze is quietly touching us.

It means us no harm.

It’s only meant to provide us a sound mind.

We’re also in front of a sparkling river.

The rapid flow of the river is pleasing to the ears.

Birds are tweeting and singing in the air,

As well as in the tall, grand, oak trees.

 

All the sounds in this forest provide a perfect harmony.

It’s orchestrated to perfection.

I’m thankful for this pure symphony.

I never want it to end.

They provide a music you don’t often hear so clearly.

It reminds me of another place.

I can’t think of the specific place,

It’s hard to remember it.

But I know that it’s a place of pure imagination.

I wish I could go back to it.

 

I shake the thought out of my head and look at the woman.

She’s beautiful,

And I instantly recognize her.

I can’t help but look at her with loving eyes.

She’s exactly how I remembered her.

She’s wearing some blue jeans and a white t-shirt,

It was always her go-to outfit.

But I notice two unfamiliar items on her.

She is wearing a broken gold watch.

The glass is cracked and the hands are not moving at all.

Time is not moving.

On her face are some red aviator sunglasses.

They look nice on her,

But I wish that she wasn’t wearing them.

They’re almost covering her whole face.

Plus, I can’t really see her eyes.

I always loved staring into her eyes.

It was always easy to get lost in them.

 

We belong together,

Especially in this forest.

I can’t imagine any other place being better than this forest.

Surely, this is where we must be.

Can we be here together forever?

I know it’s not realistic,

But one must hope and dream, right?

 

Wait, am I dreaming right now?

No, I can’t be dreaming.

I remember this place all too well with her.

This has to be a real moment with her, right?

 

I look at the woman next to me and beg for an answer.

She looks back at me and smiles.

She takes off her red sunglasses and puts them on my face.

I don’t understand.

I now see a red world.

She giggles and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

Then, she whispers don’t run away.

Everything turns black.

 

This is the end of part six of the Dream Girls series. Be sure to like, share and comment your thoughts on this poem.

I will be posting and sharing part seven of Dream Girls on Thursday!