Submissions by ExercisingDemons
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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Slippery Slope
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Shaky Existence
Walk the lines, for months on end and try not to look down.
Below the murky chaos, simply lies the ground.
If you do happen to slip and fall.
You'll lose yourself, in no time at all.
Your essence stays, then quickly fades on the shaky line above.
While, your soul is torn in half, never again to be held, or loved.
Unlovable, uncomfortable, start praying for the grimace end.
How long your fall lasts, it all depends.
To embrace the nose dive, will end it soon.
Or scrape your feet, until blood drips and look to...
Below the murky chaos, simply lies the ground.
If you do happen to slip and fall.
You'll lose yourself, in no time at all.
Your essence stays, then quickly fades on the shaky line above.
While, your soul is torn in half, never again to be held, or loved.
Unlovable, uncomfortable, start praying for the grimace end.
How long your fall lasts, it all depends.
To embrace the nose dive, will end it soon.
Or scrape your feet, until blood drips and look to...
802 reads
4 Comments
Cloudy thoughts
I'm running from demons.
Envisioning people running and screaming,
Lying and cheating.
So I retreat to the deepest conceivable tunnel.
Started a chain reaction,
which was unaware of my underlying internal affairs.
Unprepared to share in terror, but don't be scared.
Full control of the darkness
means spirits will take the carcass.
Or at least the internal remains.
Thoughts left on the brain.
Thoughts of love, death and pain.
Regret, shame and blame.
you lived a painful game.
Hope you left some people, glad to call you friend....
Envisioning people running and screaming,
Lying and cheating.
So I retreat to the deepest conceivable tunnel.
Started a chain reaction,
which was unaware of my underlying internal affairs.
Unprepared to share in terror, but don't be scared.
Full control of the darkness
means spirits will take the carcass.
Or at least the internal remains.
Thoughts left on the brain.
Thoughts of love, death and pain.
Regret, shame and blame.
you lived a painful game.
Hope you left some people, glad to call you friend....
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0 Comments
Internal struggle
Conversations with beings, I'm seeing
teaching me to defeat weakness,
don't know what day of the week it is.
Eternal procrastination,
builds up like constipation
No matter the occupation, or fascination.
Thoughts should be thought out, and translated.
Internal manifestations, leave crazy patients
screaming they could have made it,
before they hit the pavement.
Regrets expand,
leaving you fat and old,
cold and alone,
telling stories untold.
On thought preventing, pill prescriptions,
writing thought provoking, ill scriptures....
teaching me to defeat weakness,
don't know what day of the week it is.
Eternal procrastination,
builds up like constipation
No matter the occupation, or fascination.
Thoughts should be thought out, and translated.
Internal manifestations, leave crazy patients
screaming they could have made it,
before they hit the pavement.
Regrets expand,
leaving you fat and old,
cold and alone,
telling stories untold.
On thought preventing, pill prescriptions,
writing thought provoking, ill scriptures....
685 reads
2 Comments
Ramblings
When i'm high, I try to transcribe the pain.
I try to subside the wreck of a train inside my brain,
by describing the unsubscribed pills ive tried in vane.
not looking for thrills just trying to hide the pain.
That's why I pop these pills on a day to day.
Just trying to chase the pain away.
Remember my face as I fade away.
I have an insane fascination,
with incapacitating my brain.
Exacerbating my pain.
Never written fiction,
my illest depictions,
happen on a day to day.
But I'll never quit my fix,
it lets me see more shades of...
I try to subside the wreck of a train inside my brain,
by describing the unsubscribed pills ive tried in vane.
not looking for thrills just trying to hide the pain.
That's why I pop these pills on a day to day.
Just trying to chase the pain away.
Remember my face as I fade away.
I have an insane fascination,
with incapacitating my brain.
Exacerbating my pain.
Never written fiction,
my illest depictions,
happen on a day to day.
But I'll never quit my fix,
it lets me see more shades of...
713 reads
4 Comments
Good, but mostly just evil.
First step in the right track,
vocalizing internal issues.
Let people say they wish you,
the best of luck on your path to quitting usage.
Abusing and misusing drugs, for self amusement.
Lingering, confused.
Staring at the view,
through intoxicated lenses.
Time for another cleanse and repent.
My prayers have been sent.
Expunge demented resentment.
Unlock, a content, sentient being from contempt.
Free again, its me again.
But I miss my friend.
Appeared in my mirror,
then in my dreams again.
A true fiend,
awakening an...
vocalizing internal issues.
Let people say they wish you,
the best of luck on your path to quitting usage.
Abusing and misusing drugs, for self amusement.
Lingering, confused.
Staring at the view,
through intoxicated lenses.
Time for another cleanse and repent.
My prayers have been sent.
Expunge demented resentment.
Unlock, a content, sentient being from contempt.
Free again, its me again.
But I miss my friend.
Appeared in my mirror,
then in my dreams again.
A true fiend,
awakening an...
659 reads
0 Comments
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