Submissions by AceofSpades336 (Austin the ace of spades)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write most about my deeper thoughts and my failing relationships.
f**ker
Don’t,
Just don’t.
You aren’t my “bestie” anymore,
So don’t.
I don’t want some fake,
Half-assed apology,
Just because you feel bad,
For yourself.
You hurt me.
Again.
You do it over and over.
I get it.
I’m a whore,
A slut,
A no good manipulating bastard,
Who can’t keep someone for more than a small while.
You don’t need to tell me twice.
I know,
Trust me,
I fucking know dammit.
Just leave me alone,
You fucker.
Just don’t.
You aren’t my “bestie” anymore,
So don’t.
I don’t want some fake,
Half-assed apology,
Just because you feel bad,
For yourself.
You hurt me.
Again.
You do it over and over.
I get it.
I’m a whore,
A slut,
A no good manipulating bastard,
Who can’t keep someone for more than a small while.
You don’t need to tell me twice.
I know,
Trust me,
I fucking know dammit.
Just leave me alone,
You fucker.
#anger
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Approval
I must fight for this,
Make something worth the effort.
I crave the attention,
I crave the responses from others.
Those I know,
And those I don’t.
Even those I hate,
Must pay attention to me.
I NEED it.
I carve my mind to gain,
To gain others approval.
To gain the hearts and the comments.
I need it ALL.
All of it is mine.
I am a trainwreck,
Plastered across the news.
I am the manipulator,
The one who gaslights,
And for what?
For everyone’s GOD DAMN approval…
Make something worth the effort.
I crave the attention,
I crave the responses from others.
Those I know,
And those I don’t.
Even those I hate,
Must pay attention to me.
I NEED it.
I carve my mind to gain,
To gain others approval.
To gain the hearts and the comments.
I need it ALL.
All of it is mine.
I am a trainwreck,
Plastered across the news.
I am the manipulator,
The one who gaslights,
And for what?
For everyone’s GOD DAMN approval…
#jealousy
#greed
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Better
I rarely feel the weight on my chest.
The weight that would both hurt and comfort.
The weight that I longed for but also despised.
The weight that I rarely carry anymore.
I miss that weight.
The warmth it brought when anger struck,
The satisfaction that came when I would yell and scream,
I was pressed by that weight to yell and scream.
It knew what I needed.
What would make me feel something.
Anything.
I thought I needed that weight.
Something to be angered by and to yell at.
It didn’t care if I yelled or...
The weight that would both hurt and comfort.
The weight that I longed for but also despised.
The weight that I rarely carry anymore.
I miss that weight.
The warmth it brought when anger struck,
The satisfaction that came when I would yell and scream,
I was pressed by that weight to yell and scream.
It knew what I needed.
What would make me feel something.
Anything.
I thought I needed that weight.
Something to be angered by and to yell at.
It didn’t care if I yelled or...
#hope
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Standard
To do what is expected of you can be the most difficult decision.
It can affect those around you,
Maybe even more than it affects yourself.
It is something that will always have consequences that can not be escaped.
Some expectations come naturally.
The expectation to survive is one of the most common of these.
It is also the most difficult to meet.
You could be called a victim or a selfish child.
Either of these titles could be used.
The question is whether or not the titles are correct.
They are often the result of fear or...
It can affect those around you,
Maybe even more than it affects yourself.
It is something that will always have consequences that can not be escaped.
Some expectations come naturally.
The expectation to survive is one of the most common of these.
It is also the most difficult to meet.
You could be called a victim or a selfish child.
Either of these titles could be used.
The question is whether or not the titles are correct.
They are often the result of fear or...
#shame
#fear
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Hell
The underworld is described by many as a horrid place.
A place of fire and brimstone and constant torture of the mind and body.
While no one can say for sure that this is true,
The plane that many of us exist in matches the description to a T.
Many are put through constant testing and trial.
Failure nips at their heels like fire.
They are in a state of persistent agony and pain.
Their bodies feel as weak as paper.
There are very few ways to regain comfort within the many planes of existence.
The few ways are often seen as horrible or...
A place of fire and brimstone and constant torture of the mind and body.
While no one can say for sure that this is true,
The plane that many of us exist in matches the description to a T.
Many are put through constant testing and trial.
Failure nips at their heels like fire.
They are in a state of persistent agony and pain.
Their bodies feel as weak as paper.
There are very few ways to regain comfort within the many planes of existence.
The few ways are often seen as horrible or...
#hell
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Burn
My soul,
My body,
My very being,
It burns for you.
It melts my soul,
My body,
My very being,
All for you.
My eyes,
They are graced by your beauty,
By your godliness,
Your passion.
You make me burn,
I yearn for you,
Your touch,
your very being.
My body,
My very being,
It burns for you.
It melts my soul,
My body,
My very being,
All for you.
My eyes,
They are graced by your beauty,
By your godliness,
Your passion.
You make me burn,
I yearn for you,
Your touch,
your very being.
#love
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Dumb
I am such an idiot.
He warned me,
I know he did.
I heard him every single time.
But I can’t help but go back to that darling boy.
The one who makes my heart beat,
Faster and faster in my chest.
It’s the one trap that I can not escape.
I am always persuaded to return.
I must constantly battle with myself.
I fear that I may lose him.
Not that darling boy, but the one who warned me.
He knows I am dumb.
I don’t understand why he cares for me so much.
What I do know is that he is my best friend.
I consider...
He warned me,
I know he did.
I heard him every single time.
But I can’t help but go back to that darling boy.
The one who makes my heart beat,
Faster and faster in my chest.
It’s the one trap that I can not escape.
I am always persuaded to return.
I must constantly battle with myself.
I fear that I may lose him.
Not that darling boy, but the one who warned me.
He knows I am dumb.
I don’t understand why he cares for me so much.
What I do know is that he is my best friend.
I consider...
#relationships
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Loud
It feels as if it is a hallucination.
The constant ringing in one’s ears,
Unable to focus on one sound.
Isolated from the commotion.
However,
One is stuck in the commotion at the same time.
Unable to leave,
And forced to suffer in the waves of sound.
Screams and shouts fill one’s head until there is no longer space.
Pounding and pain pulses within the head.
It is irritating,
Almost as much as it is terrifying.
The fear and anxiety begins to settle.
Voices trample one another.
They push you back and forth...
The constant ringing in one’s ears,
Unable to focus on one sound.
Isolated from the commotion.
However,
One is stuck in the commotion at the same time.
Unable to leave,
And forced to suffer in the waves of sound.
Screams and shouts fill one’s head until there is no longer space.
Pounding and pain pulses within the head.
It is irritating,
Almost as much as it is terrifying.
The fear and anxiety begins to settle.
Voices trample one another.
They push you back and forth...
#anxiety
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Numb
Oh hell,
Not again.
I despise this feeling.
The feeling of nothing at all.
Although, at the same time,
I crave this feeling.
The light, spiteful feeling,
Of nothing at all.
Though this may be bad.
It may be something of much concern,
This feeling brings me comfort,
That I must unlearn.
I become weak,
And project hate and fear.
Many have decided I am not worth the effort,
Not the one required to be with me.
I become numb to hide the pain,
Of cruel, cold words.
I don’t know why, but...
Not again.
I despise this feeling.
The feeling of nothing at all.
Although, at the same time,
I crave this feeling.
The light, spiteful feeling,
Of nothing at all.
Though this may be bad.
It may be something of much concern,
This feeling brings me comfort,
That I must unlearn.
I become weak,
And project hate and fear.
Many have decided I am not worth the effort,
Not the one required to be with me.
I become numb to hide the pain,
Of cruel, cold words.
I don’t know why, but...
#MentalHealth
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Lovely
The softness of your expression is imprinted within my mind.
I can not ever forget that beautiful smile,
Nor can I ever forget those lovely words that you spoke.
“I love you.”
The lies you told me were lovely.
I believed every,
Single,
One.
The lies that once made my heart speed,
Speed faster and faster till it may have bursted from my chest.
Those same lies now fill my mind with dread.
I can never forget what those words meant to you.
To you they were conditions.
They were a binding contract that meant that...
I can not ever forget that beautiful smile,
Nor can I ever forget those lovely words that you spoke.
“I love you.”
The lies you told me were lovely.
I believed every,
Single,
One.
The lies that once made my heart speed,
Speed faster and faster till it may have bursted from my chest.
Those same lies now fill my mind with dread.
I can never forget what those words meant to you.
To you they were conditions.
They were a binding contract that meant that...
#sadness
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Angel
You are an Angel baby.
You are amazing and worthy of love.
I love you.
The world loves you.
Don’t forget that, Angel.
You are loved by all.
And all who oppose are wrong.
They are dead wrong.
You are amazing and worthy of love.
I love you.
The world loves you.
Don’t forget that, Angel.
You are loved by all.
And all who oppose are wrong.
They are dead wrong.
#SelfWorth
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Whore
If you so much as look at me I will fall,
Fall for your pretty eyes,
Your pretty face,
Even your pretty shape.
This happens with everyone.
So, so many people.
I couldn’t care much about their age.
As long as they look at me.
I am a whore.
I will love anyone and everyone,
As long as they look at me.
Please, just look at me.
Fall for your pretty eyes,
Your pretty face,
Even your pretty shape.
This happens with everyone.
So, so many people.
I couldn’t care much about their age.
As long as they look at me.
I am a whore.
I will love anyone and everyone,
As long as they look at me.
Please, just look at me.
#myself
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DU Poetry : Submissions by AceofSpades336 (Austin the ace of spades)