The Day I Died

by Gasttlee   Apr 2, 2007


The day I died
was like no other.

I was pierced
by a dart of demons.

From my body
flew black blood
brutal as stone.

Torment was endless
raging as a parasite.

I drowned in darkness
like a sick drunk
diving in the ocean.

My oxygen depressed
as a room without air.

The more shadows came,
the more darkness followed.

Only at my last breath
did I come to realize
that dusk would be my life
forever.

I became something.
Something I never even thought possible.

I became a shadow
like none ever seen.
I became darkness itself.

A mystery of the night
sending off a real fright.

I have no regrets,
for the day I died
was the day I lived.

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  • 15 years ago

    by BurriedFaceDown

    Very powerful. Chilling. Mysterious.

    I drowned in darkness
    like a sick drunk
    diving in the ocean.
    ^^^
    I love how you compared it to this. It makes you think of how you would feel before you die

  • 16 years ago

    by Solus

    Hmm....kinda sounds like me.

  • 16 years ago

    by Christina

    Wow wat a sad poem
    keep up the good work!
    i felt the sadness of this poem

    <3 i love you silly

  • 16 years ago

    by gack60

    Wow! real intense stuff, loved this poem, even no there is no rhyming structure it flows perfectly and portrays a very good story.

    well done mate.

    5/5

    Gary.

  • 16 years ago

    by Teria

    Wow.
    You know when I read really good dark poetry, especially when it talks of alcohol, I think of Edgar Poe.
    No Lie.
    he's amazing. (:
    Lol, anyway.
    I thought of him when reading this.
    And, that says a lot from me...

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