Submissions by Benji (Leah Johnson)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm decent?
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 3:47am
4th Jan 2015 3:47am
Dull eyes
Dull eyes shine behind the dark circles
Nights of terror and mishap thoughts
Wring me dry of any fair emotion, leaving empty wounds
and bloated feelings
hair of straw, what was once so fair, has turned thick and callus
these hands used to mold people
shaping them into their true forms
but now they'er wrapped around my throat
feeling for the pulse that they froze
this beast clawing inside me
chewing at my innards, roaring for a little white pill to sate it
blood isn't enough to quiet these growls
flesh is too, heady, for it's taste
it craves...
Nights of terror and mishap thoughts
Wring me dry of any fair emotion, leaving empty wounds
and bloated feelings
hair of straw, what was once so fair, has turned thick and callus
these hands used to mold people
shaping them into their true forms
but now they'er wrapped around my throat
feeling for the pulse that they froze
this beast clawing inside me
chewing at my innards, roaring for a little white pill to sate it
blood isn't enough to quiet these growls
flesh is too, heady, for it's taste
it craves...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Nov 2014 10:58pm
11th Nov 2014 10:58pm
The meaning of life
Is it an abyss-
Or, is it the gentle caress
Of the quiet Angel of death?
Will I be confined beneath
In the suffocating earth
Will the silence consume me,
Before the maggots do?
Is it a descent into lonely madness,
Left to replay your life in fragments?
Will I meet a God,
Or the King of the Dead?
Death could be a beginning,
A cycle that never ends
Or will there be a place,
That judges me for my sins?
I cannot imagine the darkness,
Or a mindless eternal sleep,
Do I roam the earth forever,
Or be chained to where I meet...
Or, is it the gentle caress
Of the quiet Angel of death?
Will I be confined beneath
In the suffocating earth
Will the silence consume me,
Before the maggots do?
Is it a descent into lonely madness,
Left to replay your life in fragments?
Will I meet a God,
Or the King of the Dead?
Death could be a beginning,
A cycle that never ends
Or will there be a place,
That judges me for my sins?
I cannot imagine the darkness,
Or a mindless eternal sleep,
Do I roam the earth forever,
Or be chained to where I meet...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2014 5:38pm
5th Nov 2014 5:38pm
supposed to help
These were supposed to help
Clear my head
Calm my anger
Stop the night terrors
Fix the broken man I am
Ease my anxiety
Kill my depression
Erase my scars
But all it did
Was tear us apart
Clear my head
Calm my anger
Stop the night terrors
Fix the broken man I am
Ease my anxiety
Kill my depression
Erase my scars
But all it did
Was tear us apart
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Sep 2014 00:52am
11th Sep 2014 00:52am
9 months
It's been nine months since we last met
I left your twisted grip and escaped
I had no need to fret
You told me you were pregnant
To try and win me back
Knowing I was finally happy
Is your heart really so black?
You threatened my life
With one we made together
Using my phobias against me
Tormented, like a ship in rocky weather
How ironic it was we met again
During a Christian damnation
Choking on the pit in my stomach
Ignoring all my past fears
I asked you two simple questions
And you were the run to run away this time
Trying...
I left your twisted grip and escaped
I had no need to fret
You told me you were pregnant
To try and win me back
Knowing I was finally happy
Is your heart really so black?
You threatened my life
With one we made together
Using my phobias against me
Tormented, like a ship in rocky weather
How ironic it was we met again
During a Christian damnation
Choking on the pit in my stomach
Ignoring all my past fears
I asked you two simple questions
And you were the run to run away this time
Trying...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2014 2:09am
23rd Aug 2014 2:09am
Darling
I think I saw you in my dreams
Darling
I awoken to your screams
Darling
Your body was floating down the stream
Darling
I thought we were blowing off some steam
Darling
You were picking at my seams
Darling
I think I saw you in my sleep
Darling
I think you're a fucking creep
Darling
I'll be happy when you're six feet deep
Darling
Darling
I awoken to your screams
Darling
Your body was floating down the stream
Darling
I thought we were blowing off some steam
Darling
You were picking at my seams
Darling
I think I saw you in my sleep
Darling
I think you're a fucking creep
Darling
I'll be happy when you're six feet deep
Darling
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 5:35pm
16th Aug 2014 5:35pm
I.
Tried so hard to earn your love
To end my life with the broken gospel
That I considered the truth
As it spilt from your lips
Into my bowl, from which I lapped up your love
Like a man driven insane by emotions.
I tried to help you, to coddle, to steal your pain
Or at least borrow it for a while
So that I may return it tenfold
But that isn't now, my friend.
That's for another dreadfully sorrowful time
For your corpse lies on my table,
Stiff and cold,
Then I will return the favors you gave to me
Oh dear friend,
You just wait. And...
To end my life with the broken gospel
That I considered the truth
As it spilt from your lips
Into my bowl, from which I lapped up your love
Like a man driven insane by emotions.
I tried to help you, to coddle, to steal your pain
Or at least borrow it for a while
So that I may return it tenfold
But that isn't now, my friend.
That's for another dreadfully sorrowful time
For your corpse lies on my table,
Stiff and cold,
Then I will return the favors you gave to me
Oh dear friend,
You just wait. And...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 5:31pm
16th Aug 2014 5:31pm
H.
Hell.
Is where the heart is.
Is where the heart is.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Aug 2014 9:20pm
12th Aug 2014 9:20pm
G.
God.
Your god is lacking
In my eyes
How can I see him,
He who does not exist.
Does he hide among the shadows
With the easter bunny and santa?
Or is he to busy nailing his son
I'd hate to cross him,
Oh vile entity
For I'm spiritually lacking
By my own hand.
There is no greater power
That will unleash some wrath
Of fiery fury
If only your 'dog' can judge me
Then I'd have Satan as my jury.
Your god is lacking
In my eyes
How can I see him,
He who does not exist.
Does he hide among the shadows
With the easter bunny and santa?
Or is he to busy nailing his son
I'd hate to cross him,
Oh vile entity
For I'm spiritually lacking
By my own hand.
There is no greater power
That will unleash some wrath
Of fiery fury
If only your 'dog' can judge me
Then I'd have Satan as my jury.
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Aug 2014 9:16pm
12th Aug 2014 9:16pm
E. and F.
Enemies and Friends
I'm lacking in one
And I have a plethora of the other
Receive love from few
And hatred from another
They breed their lies
And spew their venom
I love you I hate you
Shrieking rumors as they hack
At the ghost of confidence
Sneering as their compliments
Swipe through it's flanks
The only friend I need
Is the enemies I have
Break me down just to build me up
Suffocate me with the rope of your love
Who needs enemies
With friends like these?
I'm sorry but I can't hear your question
Over the...
I'm lacking in one
And I have a plethora of the other
Receive love from few
And hatred from another
They breed their lies
And spew their venom
I love you I hate you
Shrieking rumors as they hack
At the ghost of confidence
Sneering as their compliments
Swipe through it's flanks
The only friend I need
Is the enemies I have
Break me down just to build me up
Suffocate me with the rope of your love
Who needs enemies
With friends like these?
I'm sorry but I can't hear your question
Over the...
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