Don't wake sleeping GAINTS....

Don't wake sleeping GAINTS....

A Poem by The Unknown Sith

And in these final moments...I suppose 

Only Christ seems to know

about what seems to be the evil forces

I am always destined to oppose

It is the lecture of my life 

Oh, they always have advice

about what I missed and about how there's so much more than just this...

It's death in a goodnight kiss

it's the red in a rose

it's the desire for love

Only God knows

the questions that have me up late at night 

with the fear tucked in my heart

as caterpillars turn to butterflies in my belly

till I am forced to turn back on the lights 

and just like that, the thoughts are gone 

and no matter how hard I try

sure is the memories denied

I'm sad and I forgot why?

Is it that, roses are bloody red?

Like my wrist? 

Or that my walls are covered with images of the dead? 

Or maybe it's my words that are never read?

Left with the deafening gunshots

of a never-ending war in my head

these voices tell me to go back to bed

to keep counting the sheep, 

that I am!

Dreaming a reality that is pretend

scars that run like river, too deep to ever mend

it is too true

that I am broken 

just like you!

Now go back to sleep

baaaa! to the sheep...zzzz

The end




thefowl&depriv3d

Your mom is a f*****g hor

I drink to forget she exists

My dick burns with a dirty piss

stemming from a kiss of her crack pipe lips

Your a loser who can't get laid because your girlfriend is not yet of age

You do gay porn for minimum wage 

You hacked me and got debt

Your family tree is a branch

I can't wait to piss on your grave

My life sucks so much I was stood up by death

You weren't born, you were hatched

Test tube baby

I was touched by your uncle

You are the recipient of a glory hole

Money shot!

I have no money

Good news! Suicide is free!

The truth is, I liked it when your uncle touched me

because it was the only time someone showed me affection...

Damn!  I guess it's true

I'm fucked up just like you!

B***h. 

© 2026 The Unknown Sith


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The mind can be a very scary place. The most abominable demons live in our heads and not outside. I often have sleepless nights and I could relate to the feeling of hopelessness here. Sometimes nothing helps. The second part of the poem (in italics) made me sad. Its very stark and makes for a powerful reading.

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The mind can be a very scary place. The most abominable demons live in our heads and not outside. I often have sleepless nights and I could relate to the feeling of hopelessness here. Sometimes nothing helps. The second part of the poem (in italics) made me sad. Its very stark and makes for a powerful reading.

Posted 1 Month Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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The Unknown Sith
The Unknown Sith

Maryville, TN



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For those whom it concerns: I write in a b*****d style. In a way that entertains my brain. My subject are primarily insane. I like to sometime take a story, idea, politics...and write from the opposin.. more..