Stories About Darkness

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therainier
therainierAmateur writer and poet. Bye feelings!
Empty
What it feels like, to be…
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green217
green217Just your local History enthusiast
Ships in the Night
Sea travel can be dangerous at night, but you're an experienced captain. What happens though, when you have to question everything you thought you knew?
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necromancer
necromancerBronze CommaALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
Locked up Voices
Locked up voices, don't scream and shout, instead they fight and dance and laugh, in there head there's music, but most of all the sound of SILENCE
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H3LP
H3LPGifted WriterI need more help than you can give...
Darkness

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lotusmystiek
lotusmystiekGifted Writerstill as depressing as always
Honey, Will You Feel Alive With Me

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ivoryannalise
ivoryannaliseCommabassadorWriter, Reader, YouTuber, and Artist
Come and Play
Children, come and play away in this sanctuary for the world is nothing but disappointment and despair.
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med02
med02i need more help than can be given
Childhood

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peopleareoceans
peopleareoceansnothing lasts forever
the pain of being alive
it's not sadness that I feel
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necromancer
necromancerBronze CommaALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
The Minor Sin of Grief
Up and down Up and down Round and round I go Left to Right Right to Left Let us two wander on
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ivoryannalise
ivoryannaliseCommabassadorWriter, Reader, YouTuber, and Artist
Night's Notion
Night is a reoccurrence. It's a repeated consistency that we can rely on, but for many, the darkness that it wields is only a thing of terror. The darkness of night is not something to take lightly, f...
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necromancer
necromancerBronze CommaALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
bottomless sadness
something that is less recognized, something that stands alone, something that is not darkness, melancholy or loneliness, only one thing means more to the world than gold, only one thing, is loathed ...
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kerryjohnstone
kerryjohnstoneGifted WriterQueer poet with a lot on their mind
A poem to you.
an attempt to explain whats going on in my head. you always want me to open up...
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necromancer
necromancerBronze CommaALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
an unknown war
The screaming of the wounded,<br/>the pained,<br/>the deceased,<br/>The crying of the sad,<br/>the depressed,<br/>the alone,<br/>but inside this safe haven,<br/>i stand alone,<br/>and the whole of out...
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lost
lostBronze CommaI'm still here
Sickly Pale.
The moment I realized the worst was yet to come. The moment I realized my sickness was more than a cold. The moment I felt most alone.
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kerryjohnstone
kerryjohnstoneGifted WriterQueer poet with a lot on their mind
I want to write love stories.
Struggling to finish a story i'm working on and this is what came of it.
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xoshadow
xoshadow♡ Girl ♡ 14 year old ♡ Denmark ♡
Depression
NOT MY POEM** https://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/abuse-and-death
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stevewaldrop
stevewaldropBronze CommaStoryteller inkitt.com
So you want to love a poet?
A good friend of mine wrote this about the life of an artist or poet. He gave me permission to share it. By: Kalen Dion
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necromancer
necromancerBronze CommaALIEN. Vote ME for king of the penguins.
The Metropolis of Light
The Earth's cries echo through this empty shell. Waiting and waiting to be restored. But time is cruel as so are the people. So we sit alone, waiting, for the Metropolis of Light
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anon
anonAnonymously Published Stories
The Beginning of Me
I was 2 years old when i first felt sad, my ice cream had fell on the ground before i got my first lick. I was 6 when i had my first panic attack, my mom and stepdad had gotten into a fight and he got...
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anon
anonAnonymously Published Stories
The dark
The dark and the night in general are beautiful to me. In the morning everything is all bright and light and suppose to be joyful and childlike. The dark is mysterious it’s beautiful it’s where ideas ...
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