Submissions by AfterSexDilemma
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If I were me, I'd shutup...
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2012 2:31am
2nd Jul 2012 2:31am
Uhmm...hello?
Because there's nothing here
There's nothing in this world I want.
I enjoy not caring
It is good
It is great
But what I do you hate
I've been dreaming lately
of something shapely and indistinct
But I know its not something reality streams
I give in to your authority
I give you what you want
It is good
It is great
But what I do you hate
I research everything I know
Like how to make my own love show
And teach myself where to go
...
There's nothing in this world I want.
I enjoy not caring
It is good
It is great
But what I do you hate
I've been dreaming lately
of something shapely and indistinct
But I know its not something reality streams
I give in to your authority
I give you what you want
It is good
It is great
But what I do you hate
I research everything I know
Like how to make my own love show
And teach myself where to go
...
952 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Jun 2012 2:33am
20th Jun 2012 2:33am
Secret Admirer
you were never there when I needed you so much
why were you always waiting
never wanting me
you were never good to me so much
why were you always singing
never thinking of me
you were never part of my life; you missed so much
why were you always taking
never keeping me
you were never sleeping; always watching too much
why were you always seeking
never reaching me
Do you think about me, now that we are parting?
Is there something I did to make you not want me?
You were always my everything, why cant I be something?
Is there a day...
why were you always waiting
never wanting me
you were never good to me so much
why were you always singing
never thinking of me
you were never part of my life; you missed so much
why were you always taking
never keeping me
you were never sleeping; always watching too much
why were you always seeking
never reaching me
Do you think about me, now that we are parting?
Is there something I did to make you not want me?
You were always my everything, why cant I be something?
Is there a day...
1088 reads
10 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 4:12am
8th Jun 2012 4:12am
Somebody
I just need something for myself.
It dosen't have to be good.
I can handle cuts and bruises.
The way God made me.
I won't refuse. ;)
And I can live unhappy with the one I choose.
I just don't want to lose,
what all I've done to create.
I don't want to make
another decision.
I want to hold you to myself.
And you can come and go as you please.
But do not make me choose another.
For I cannot cheat in games like these.
I just need you all the time.
And I crave you when your far away.
I want you beyond the light of day.
And miss...
It dosen't have to be good.
I can handle cuts and bruises.
The way God made me.
I won't refuse. ;)
And I can live unhappy with the one I choose.
I just don't want to lose,
what all I've done to create.
I don't want to make
another decision.
I want to hold you to myself.
And you can come and go as you please.
But do not make me choose another.
For I cannot cheat in games like these.
I just need you all the time.
And I crave you when your far away.
I want you beyond the light of day.
And miss...
857 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2012 6:33pm
3rd Jun 2012 6:33pm
Addiction
I stumble on the open ground.
Where on-lookers shove me on.
And I creep into another hole.
As I pray they all be gone.
As they hoard me with their devilish cries.
To guide me back to norm.
I selfishly ignore their gruesome howls.
And I burrow beneath the worms.
So sickly when i'm elevated
So deep inside the ground
For love, I held my breath and waited
So I could not be found.
I hated hearing all thoughts negated
Their feelings shut me down
I just wanted to get wasted
and ignore their useless frowns.
Ignore...
Where on-lookers shove me on.
And I creep into another hole.
As I pray they all be gone.
As they hoard me with their devilish cries.
To guide me back to norm.
I selfishly ignore their gruesome howls.
And I burrow beneath the worms.
So sickly when i'm elevated
So deep inside the ground
For love, I held my breath and waited
So I could not be found.
I hated hearing all thoughts negated
Their feelings shut me down
I just wanted to get wasted
and ignore their useless frowns.
Ignore...
897 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th May 2012 11:47pm
13th May 2012 11:47pm
Boredom
I'm bored of this world and it's people
to look out into the world and see another's lawn
I'm in the real in which I yearn to seek out
where I feel life brewing from beyond
Such a child to want to envy
A thought so shared by every norm
So lively is this spectacle
Within my dreams that prick like thorns
like love whom which a message sent
so vaguely drives us on
I yearn for things that don't exist
Like life from far beyond
I'm bored of this world and it's people
I sit like sand on someone's lawn
I envy a world that isn't yet...
to look out into the world and see another's lawn
I'm in the real in which I yearn to seek out
where I feel life brewing from beyond
Such a child to want to envy
A thought so shared by every norm
So lively is this spectacle
Within my dreams that prick like thorns
like love whom which a message sent
so vaguely drives us on
I yearn for things that don't exist
Like life from far beyond
I'm bored of this world and it's people
I sit like sand on someone's lawn
I envy a world that isn't yet...
1034 reads
11 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th May 2012 1:16am
12th May 2012 1:16am
Break-Up (afterLife)
we think about the reasons
and why were so apart
we think about the distances
and why we broke our hearts
we think about the promises
and the secrets that we kept
we think about immaturity
and why we sat and wept
we think about the chords
and why were out of tune
we think about our distasteful thoughts
that made us grow immune
we think about the decisions
and the answers that are few
we think about the lies we made
and why they dont come true
we think about the regrets
and the way we always fought
we...
and why were so apart
we think about the distances
and why we broke our hearts
we think about the promises
and the secrets that we kept
we think about immaturity
and why we sat and wept
we think about the chords
and why were out of tune
we think about our distasteful thoughts
that made us grow immune
we think about the decisions
and the answers that are few
we think about the lies we made
and why they dont come true
we think about the regrets
and the way we always fought
we...
802 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Apr 2012 7:19pm
29th Apr 2012 7:19pm
Shadow
I am Aware of..
A dark mass hovering, surrounding.
The moon is large and seeping in...
The fear of whats around me...
The fear of friends or demons?
A solid form.
No features present
but masculine silouhette.
A shadow casted out by nothings borders.
With no face to display emotion.
A dark man stands on the hallway wall.
He is silent, unknown, and private.
Only I can see him
for he is mine
But why?
He is my only...
A dark mass hovering, surrounding.
The moon is large and seeping in...
The fear of whats around me...
The fear of friends or demons?
A solid form.
No features present
but masculine silouhette.
A shadow casted out by nothings borders.
With no face to display emotion.
A dark man stands on the hallway wall.
He is silent, unknown, and private.
Only I can see him
for he is mine
But why?
He is my only...
815 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Apr 2012 1:09am
27th Apr 2012 1:09am
Defective
I want to know what it feels like to die!
I hate this feeling when im sick and so alive
It's like a dream I can't defy
where my memories prey and victimize
forgetting will just waste my time
because I keep wishing you from my mind
away from those beastly hands you treat
upon my wounded flesh they feast
like a glistening smile that I meet
within mid-gasp they capture me
And snarl each time I try to flee
And carress me before torturing
Like a child I am so weak
and surrender to your every need
In my memory I am silent and oblique
I...
I hate this feeling when im sick and so alive
It's like a dream I can't defy
where my memories prey and victimize
forgetting will just waste my time
because I keep wishing you from my mind
away from those beastly hands you treat
upon my wounded flesh they feast
like a glistening smile that I meet
within mid-gasp they capture me
And snarl each time I try to flee
And carress me before torturing
Like a child I am so weak
and surrender to your every need
In my memory I am silent and oblique
I...
816 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2012 1:15pm
22nd Apr 2012 1:15pm
Seeking Someone
Speak softly, for those who want to hear
will listen
Don't waste an effort on those who hardly pay attention
Think kindly, for those who have been hurt
will abide
Dont waste your time on those who do not fight
Win nicely, for those who tend to suffer
might die
Don't waste your time on those who can't comply
Live slowly, for those who love and cherish
your complex
Don't waste your time on those who lack interest
So..
Speak softly, for those you want and need
will applaud
Dont surrender, for those efforts you...
will listen
Don't waste an effort on those who hardly pay attention
Think kindly, for those who have been hurt
will abide
Dont waste your time on those who do not fight
Win nicely, for those who tend to suffer
might die
Don't waste your time on those who can't comply
Live slowly, for those who love and cherish
your complex
Don't waste your time on those who lack interest
So..
Speak softly, for those you want and need
will applaud
Dont surrender, for those efforts you...
805 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Apr 2012 10:19pm
21st Apr 2012 10:19pm
To Feel Death
What is that feeling that you get
when the world and afterlife have met
and posture fluctuates to a body numb and cold?
Is it a feeling that you get
when your mind refrains and cannot set
and pupils are dilated, massive and bold?
What is that feeling that you get
when your thoughts no longer direct
and your eyelids weaken abrupt and unfold?
Is that a feeling that you get
when things happen that you expect
and you demise and decease beyond enduring old?
What is that feeling that you get
when you sleep before you've slept...
when the world and afterlife have met
and posture fluctuates to a body numb and cold?
Is it a feeling that you get
when your mind refrains and cannot set
and pupils are dilated, massive and bold?
What is that feeling that you get
when your thoughts no longer direct
and your eyelids weaken abrupt and unfold?
Is that a feeling that you get
when things happen that you expect
and you demise and decease beyond enduring old?
What is that feeling that you get
when you sleep before you've slept...
808 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
17th Apr 2012 1:54am
17th Apr 2012 1:54am
Suicide Attempt
To feel death
to caress it in your guarding hands
To keep it to yourself
and never call for help
To expect it like a childs birth
and fear it when it first emerged
Like taking breaths
right after you tried wanting death
It is your second time to begin
To teach yourself to keep breathing in
and wait for death
to come again
to caress it in your guarding hands
To keep it to yourself
and never call for help
To expect it like a childs birth
and fear it when it first emerged
Like taking breaths
right after you tried wanting death
It is your second time to begin
To teach yourself to keep breathing in
and wait for death
to come again
725 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Apr 2012 8:51pm
15th Apr 2012 8:51pm
Good and Evil
I dont know what a world is. Or why it should exist.
A world I try so hard to keep.
A world too good to resist.
I dont know what this is.
If I left it I could find it in the darkest lonesome night.
It is so possible for me to find,
and difficult to put out of mind.
I dont know what this is that I grasp and hold so tight.
Like that distant, unreachable light
that I feel when im outside.
Such a gruesome feeling yet
not another could have met
The days in my world never set...
And when my lashes filter night
And no more is left in sight...
A world I try so hard to keep.
A world too good to resist.
I dont know what this is.
If I left it I could find it in the darkest lonesome night.
It is so possible for me to find,
and difficult to put out of mind.
I dont know what this is that I grasp and hold so tight.
Like that distant, unreachable light
that I feel when im outside.
Such a gruesome feeling yet
not another could have met
The days in my world never set...
And when my lashes filter night
And no more is left in sight...
816 reads
12 Comments
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