Tilian Darko : Writing

Current State Of The

Current State Of The

A Poem by Tilian Darko


My face Is clean.My heart hurts less.Some of the knifes removed from my body.Those wounds still bleeding from the hurt.Yet I shake and shake feeling o..
My Demons And I Talk Often

My Demons And I Talk Often

A Poem by Tilian Darko


I have a sick obsession.Self-mutilation and swallowing endless amount of pills.I want to feel dwarf to top it all off.As the blood drips deep down my ..
My New Model Is S**t. Need To Go Back To The Old Model.

My New Model Is S**t. Need To Go Back To The Old M..

A Poem by Tilian Darko


I want to feel myself again.Butt how do you go back to something that was so familiar?How do you go back to an old model of yourself?Cry numerous time..
Welcome Back Bad Coping Skills

Welcome Back Bad Coping Skills

A Poem by Tilian Darko


Cut the skin of life.If they ask self-harm somewhere they will not see.Open your skin up several times.Make blood pour to help the pain.Change your sk..
Blank Questions Answered

Blank Questions Answered

A Poem by Tilian Darko


Why do I miss you?It has been nearly two months since we broke up.Two months ago we said goodbye.My last good memory with you was when we broke up.Tho..
Masked To Start A New

Masked To Start A New

A Poem by Tilian Darko


Tongue cut off for speaking up.Mouth closed shut with a needle and thread.Unable to speak those words unsaid.Saliva forming from the sewn up lips.Eyes..
Poison Is Fun If Used Right

Poison Is Fun If Used Right

A Poem by Tilian Darko


What's your poison?" Death asks me. "Whatever can mess me up, whatever can make me numb." I say to death. "Give me some examples child" Death asks Int..
Through The Looking Glass Of A Broken And Fixed Heart

Through The Looking Glass Of A Broken And Fixed He..

A Poem by Tilian Darko


Looking through the glass I see two people. As my heart sinks lower and lower, so do I. My whole being weak and fragile and my heart broken and unre..
To The Moon And Back

To The Moon And Back

A Poem by Tilian Darko


We sit down and plan and map out our mission. For months we talk about the mission's success. We talked about how we both wanted this. Smiling, we ..
High On Your Scent

High On Your Scent

A Poem by Tilian Darko


I smell your scent from the clothes you return to me. I go hours smiling, remembering a time you would show me, love. As I smell your scent I doze o..