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Embrace the Dark by Kayla Renee

Broken beyond the boundary of bloodshed

My screams are a sacred surrender

The garden of green grows dead

My presence is nature’s offender

I spoil the spirit with the seed of sin

I am a door better kept closed

Nuclear- the consequences will be

If the raw- brutal wound of my being is exposed

Push too far and the beast will break free

You do not wish to know me

I captivate- enchant at the start

But am trouble - undiscovered and dangerous as the open sea

I long for a match that sees my soul black

And does not wish to save it

It is sacred - a feared part of me

I beg of you - embrace it

I admire my corrupted conscience

And I know the Devil well

Do not push me to disappear with pills

This monter is my spell

Soon - my story you will tell

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— Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait in Letters (via lunamonchtuna)

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Embrace the Dark by Kayla Renee

Broken beyond the boundary of bloodshed

My screams are a sacred surrender

The garden of green grows dead

My presence is nature’s offender

I spoil the spirit with the seed of sin

I am a door better kept closed

Nuclear- the consequences will be

If the raw- brutal wound of my being is exposed

Push too far and the beast will break free

You do not wish to know me

I captivate- enchant at the start

But am trouble - undiscovered and dangerous as the open sea

I long for a match that sees my soul black

And does not wish to save it

It is sacred - a feared part of me

I beg of you - embrace it

I admire my corrupted conscience

And I know the Devil well

Do not push me to disappear with pills

This monter is my spell

Soon - my story you will tell

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Human by Kayla Renee

Would it be right to consider myself human?

With fangs ferociously ready to feed

And a conscience I find to be absent

What more, my lord, do you need

You have planted in me Hell’s seed

I converse passionately with the devil as comfort

“God” nowhere to be found

Seductively I sinfully dance for him

To his being I’m unbreakably bound

The darkness lingers where I rest

But I have known glory- love too

Of all concoctions I have tasted

Pleasure - pain - feel closest to true

I scream at the sun as it drains me

I dance with the wind and I lead

No force can ever contain me

Yes, I would say I am deeply human indeed

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On My Own by Kayla Renee

Solitude stains my soul in black

And I silently - painfully scream

Words flow freely only on my own

My words to others - never what I mean

I do not simply push and pull

I destroy

Dangerously captivating at first

It is my psychotic ploy

I warn you- leave my soul to consume itself

Do not allow my song to lure you near

Do not crash upon my rocks sweet sailors

I will feed myself with your deepest fears

I can rot unattended

But in your presence I will grow

Not into one living

But a monster - a deceiving foe

Happiness is only felt in my home - I do not like to depart

Lock me away from the fiery frenzy

I am both corrupted and corruptor

Always hungry - always empty

I speak sinfully for hours all alone

Around others my passions fade

Nothing to speak of - it’s maddening

So I sit - sharpening my blade

Oh the chaos I cause out of boredom

It is a cruel but pleasurable hobby

There is a monster raging- fighting to be free

I’m afraid it has flooded my body

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Dangerous Game by Kayla Renee

The tree of life weeps-

Consumed by ravenous worms

Bearing only rotten fruit

From this - you see - it learns

For corruption- a cost is paid

And with roots you cannot run

Hell will reach your soul with shadows wide

Disguised as a “forgiving” nun

I smile in the face of Satan

For we are cut from the same cloth

We rebel against man and sickly saints

Aroused by something goth

What will happen in the end?

Nothing worse than what what we’ve wrought

I shake in mankind’s presence

With the Devil I shall plot

Your “God” has only cursed this land

Battles, bombs, and bloodshed

He asks you do this in his name

To see him on your deathbed

The Devil never asks cruel favors

We believe pleasure is our purpose

I taste his lips - draw his spurned blood

Please wake up from your “Lords” service

Walk towards the fire- the raging furnace

Perhaps then we can reverse us

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Destructive by Kayla Renee

Why must I sink my teeth in angels flesh?

Corrupting sanity-

Bleeding all hope- strength that is left

Until I feel nearer- nearer yet to Death

Born to play Devil’s advocate

I provoke venom from your mouth

Some view me as passionate

But I will slyly drain you- unperceived as is the mouse

Do not put your faith in me - your love

I devour souls uncontrollably

I detest this life of mud

It’s lonely being nature’s abnormality

I want to hold a hand that understands mine

That won’t get swallowed by the beast I carry inside

I want a clear divide between myself and the world

So that wounding the innocent would be out of my control

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To the A**hole Who Accused me of using AI in my poems, this is for you. If it wasn’t clear, all of my work is 100% my own.

False accusations bleed me like a knife

A simple act of cruelness looms over

Do you feel better, larger, stronger?

Perhaps you are bitterly sober

Don’t you know? I am Satan’s sweet friend

Not a fool you can play

The Earth bends at my will

Go ahead, it is you who will rue the day

Bitterness must eat at you

You miserable troll

I would- oh how I could devour you

But it appears one has no soul

My words are my own

Just as we are children of nature

I birth them from my being

And we owe you no favors

Hide behind your sweet safety

from reality you run

I will not cower to you

Your role here is done

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Anne Sexton, from A Self-Portrait In Letters

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Anne Sexton, from a letter featured in Anne Sexton; A Self-Portrait In Letters

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— james joyce.

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Dangerous Game by Kayla Renee

The tree of life weeps-

Consumed by ravenous worms

Bearing only rotten fruit

From this - you see - it learns

For corruption- a cost is paid

And with roots you cannot run

Hell will reach your soul with shadows wide

Disguised as a “forgiving” nun

I smile in the face of Satan

For we are cut from the same cloth

We rebel against man and sickly saints

Aroused by something goth

What will happen in the end?

Nothing worse than what what we’ve wrought

I shake in mankind’s presence

With the Devil I shall plot

Your “God” has only cursed this land

Battles, bombs, and bloodshed

He asks you do this in his name

To see him on your deathbed

The Devil never asks cruel favors

We believe pleasure is our purpose

I taste his lips - draw his spurned blood

Please wake up from your “Lords” service

Walk towards the fire- the raging furnace

Perhaps then we can reverse us

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What would you guys be interested in seeing some poetry about? Please throw some ideas out, I’m itching to write!

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Destructive by Kayla Renee

Why must I sink my teeth in angels flesh?

Corrupting sanity-

Bleeding all hope- strength that is left

Until I feel nearer- nearer yet to Death

Born to play Devil’s advocate

I provoke venom from your mouth

Some view me as passionate

But I will slyly drain you- unperceived as is the mouse

Do not put your faith in me - your love

I devour souls uncontrollably

I detest this life of mud

It’s lonely being nature’s abnormality

I want to hold a hand that understands mine

That won’t get swallowed by the beast I carry inside

I want a clear divide between myself and the world

So that wounding the innocent would be out of my control

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Death’s Siren Song by Kayla Renee

Death gripped my hand long before ends time

We took sacred vows where shadows intertwined

He caressed my being ever so gently

Whispering “That’s not all, for you there’s plenty”

My soul I give to him completely

I’ve never been cherished this selflessly - this sweetly

Chaos of life corrupts the flower

Death feeds me persistently with power

I do not fear the rotting of Death

I await impatiently the day I may take my final breath

A romance so dark many would run in fear

But a dance with him I would hold so dear

tucked comfortably in my funeral bed

I would hear his dark dead ringing in my head

He’d pull me into his frostbitten embrace

For a piece of him I’d beg- just one uncorrupt taste

Torturously and tragically alive I wait

His presence in shadows awaiting me at his gate

My heart cannot to another belong

For it sings to me in black - deaths siren song

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Hell is Home by Kayla Renee

Hell has gripped me with arms fiery red

I lie in the flames of freedom - Satan’s sweet bed

Unusual - the nature of the undead few

Whose hearts still appear dark but ring closest to true

Fornication with the Devil I never dreamt would be such bliss

He remedies insanity with a touch of lips - a kiss

Lust- anger - these are natural feelings

But “God” corrupts any sense of true being

Embrace the blood rose, the thorns that pierce deep

It is in us, not him, the transcendence we seek

To demand love and worship is twisted on its own

Demanding war and chaos? To whom will you atone?

Satan disobeyed and how was he repaid?

Protest this God of greed - refuse to be his slave

In these sheets of death all is known to me

Lift the blinding veil and all man’s destruction, you too, will see