Submissions by BloodPig
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Tacocat spelled backwards is tacocat
SELF POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 9:11pm
7th Feb 2014 9:11pm
Inside
I make a small incision and push my fingers inside.
I want to feel my heart and know I'm still alive
Blood pours out and I hold back the scream
Oh God, I can't escape from this hellish dream
My soul moves in my skin like a parasite
I'm cold, I'm decaying, I'm loosing the fight
My mind is on fire...I'm going insane
Suffocating on time, soaked in pain
I'm so far down the spiral, I hear hell when I sleep
Existence is a curse... life is a disease
My skin feels wasted and my life drains into a pool of red
I start to relax and listen to the...
I want to feel my heart and know I'm still alive
Blood pours out and I hold back the scream
Oh God, I can't escape from this hellish dream
My soul moves in my skin like a parasite
I'm cold, I'm decaying, I'm loosing the fight
My mind is on fire...I'm going insane
Suffocating on time, soaked in pain
I'm so far down the spiral, I hear hell when I sleep
Existence is a curse... life is a disease
My skin feels wasted and my life drains into a pool of red
I start to relax and listen to the...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Feb 2014 4:00am
4th Feb 2014 4:00am
Downpour
I watch your silhouette twist in the rain,
I am with you, but your so far away.
This reality breaks just like a dream,
Your mouth is shut, but I still hear you scream.
The last bit of hope you had inside,
Slit it's wrist and slowly died.
I watched your life drain from your eyes,
I will resurrect you, just to watch you die
Helpless and numb you feel, I know I'm to blame,
It doesn't matter to me, because you're all the same.
Nothing matters anymore, don't you see?
I have made you dead...
just like me.
I am with you, but your so far away.
This reality breaks just like a dream,
Your mouth is shut, but I still hear you scream.
The last bit of hope you had inside,
Slit it's wrist and slowly died.
I watched your life drain from your eyes,
I will resurrect you, just to watch you die
Helpless and numb you feel, I know I'm to blame,
It doesn't matter to me, because you're all the same.
Nothing matters anymore, don't you see?
I have made you dead...
just like me.
673 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
28th Jan 2014 5:38pm
28th Jan 2014 5:38pm
The Hell I Fear
I will not buy into your mindless way of thinking!
Speak on behalf of your book,
And tell me how I should punish myself for being human.
Its not Hell I fear
Because I'm already there.
You piece of shit!
You and your clones prosecute me
for not conforming into your group.
It makes me sick at how blind
you can be.
Look at this world,
Then show me how much your God really cares
Realise how small you are!
Realise that we do not need saving!
Realise that if there was a God,
He obviously...
Speak on behalf of your book,
And tell me how I should punish myself for being human.
Its not Hell I fear
Because I'm already there.
You piece of shit!
You and your clones prosecute me
for not conforming into your group.
It makes me sick at how blind
you can be.
Look at this world,
Then show me how much your God really cares
Realise how small you are!
Realise that we do not need saving!
Realise that if there was a God,
He obviously...
561 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2014 10:49pm
20th Jan 2014 10:49pm
The Last Time
The scars in my eyes blurred my vision,
I couldn't see how ugly you've become.
The voices kept my twisted mind distracted
The devil has consumed the angel
And I'm blind no more.
You've kept my corpse alive long enough,
Its time to let me die and see how many of the vultures care.
There are times when I remember your laughter
But now I only hear screams
I've bleed for you so many times
I've become immune to the pain
I am sick of dying for your pleasure
And now I'm going to finally throw it all away.
Goodbye.
I couldn't see how ugly you've become.
The voices kept my twisted mind distracted
The devil has consumed the angel
And I'm blind no more.
You've kept my corpse alive long enough,
Its time to let me die and see how many of the vultures care.
There are times when I remember your laughter
But now I only hear screams
I've bleed for you so many times
I've become immune to the pain
I am sick of dying for your pleasure
And now I'm going to finally throw it all away.
Goodbye.
622 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jan 2014 4:38am
18th Jan 2014 4:38am
Inner Torture and Suicidal Thoughts (How Do You Feel Now?)
606 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2014 4:24pm
14th Jan 2014 4:24pm
My Personal Hell
I know what Hell must be like
Because I'm trapped there and can't escape.
I thought I knew what suffering felt like
But now, I don't feel anything.
I need to see something die.
That way I would know I'm still alive.
Anymore, I'm so dead inside
I keep wondering what the fuck I'm doing still existing.
I wish it would go away.
I can't keep pretending to be happy.
I can't make it go away.
I'm in Hell.
Because I'm trapped there and can't escape.
I thought I knew what suffering felt like
But now, I don't feel anything.
I need to see something die.
That way I would know I'm still alive.
Anymore, I'm so dead inside
I keep wondering what the fuck I'm doing still existing.
I wish it would go away.
I can't keep pretending to be happy.
I can't make it go away.
I'm in Hell.
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jan 2014 10:48pm
10th Jan 2014 10:48pm
Choke
Well, now you've really done it
locked in serious distress
No longer making any sense
All your words are jibberish
self-induced paranoia
You don't have a fucking clue
too blind to note your condition
I watch you choke on the real you
Everything you had is gone
too blind to see it's true
your dying from your own poison
no one to blame...but you
locked in serious distress
No longer making any sense
All your words are jibberish
self-induced paranoia
You don't have a fucking clue
too blind to note your condition
I watch you choke on the real you
Everything you had is gone
too blind to see it's true
your dying from your own poison
no one to blame...but you
591 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jan 2014 7:21am
7th Jan 2014 7:21am
Jealousy
She told me how she loves your voice.
I wish she could hear your screams as I cut out your tounge.
She told me how beautiful she thinks you are.
I wonder... would the blood leaking from your shattered jaw
make her think the same way?
She told me how she loves the feeling of your hand in hers.
I think of this as I cut off all your fingers.
You stole her from me. You stole my angel.
I know that it doesn't matter how much I hurt you,
she will always love you more than me.
But I'm not doing this for her love.
I'm doing this...
I wish she could hear your screams as I cut out your tounge.
She told me how beautiful she thinks you are.
I wonder... would the blood leaking from your shattered jaw
make her think the same way?
She told me how she loves the feeling of your hand in hers.
I think of this as I cut off all your fingers.
You stole her from me. You stole my angel.
I know that it doesn't matter how much I hurt you,
she will always love you more than me.
But I'm not doing this for her love.
I'm doing this...
734 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2014 6:17pm
6th Jan 2014 6:17pm
Disorder
In the masks that we wear
Everything starts to die.
We have stitched our eyes shut
So we are forced to hear the lie.
Our bodies are just tools
Our brains have become ash.
They make us what they need
Then toss us all like trash.
Hopeless and blind
We carve smiles on the dead.
This way we can hide the truth
And feel better in the end.
Why can't anyone see
That this is our societies disorder.
That we are all just sheep
In line for the slaughter.
Everything starts to die.
We have stitched our eyes shut
So we are forced to hear the lie.
Our bodies are just tools
Our brains have become ash.
They make us what they need
Then toss us all like trash.
Hopeless and blind
We carve smiles on the dead.
This way we can hide the truth
And feel better in the end.
Why can't anyone see
That this is our societies disorder.
That we are all just sheep
In line for the slaughter.
724 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th Dec 2013 5:58am
30th Dec 2013 5:58am
The Decay of Everything
I sit on the the edge of the world,
Counting all of the bodies hanging from the trees.
This is the only way to get the voices to go to sleep.
They keep reminding me of time when everything was still alive.
I walk through this hell, gathering flowers for my friends at the cemetery.
We used to laugh together and share memories.
But now, I see their ghosts following me everywhere.
Their laughter have all turned to cries.
Everyone is just a corpse anymore.
I find that I lost all sort of life as well.
I suppose I am just as dead as everything...
Counting all of the bodies hanging from the trees.
This is the only way to get the voices to go to sleep.
They keep reminding me of time when everything was still alive.
I walk through this hell, gathering flowers for my friends at the cemetery.
We used to laugh together and share memories.
But now, I see their ghosts following me everywhere.
Their laughter have all turned to cries.
Everyone is just a corpse anymore.
I find that I lost all sort of life as well.
I suppose I am just as dead as everything...
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Dec 2013 9:50pm
23rd Dec 2013 9:50pm
Alone
Alone I sit in my desolate cage,
Waiting for someone to call out.
There is nothing inside me but emptiness
I have nothing anymore.
Everyone I once knew is dead.
Friends, family, they all have left me here to wither away.
I rot, alone with my scars and memories,
A hollow life where I once felt happiness, is now replaced with sorrow.
I suppose I don't need anyone.
Pain can be my friend.
It will not leave me, it will always be here.
Its the only thing I have anymore.
Waiting for someone to call out.
There is nothing inside me but emptiness
I have nothing anymore.
Everyone I once knew is dead.
Friends, family, they all have left me here to wither away.
I rot, alone with my scars and memories,
A hollow life where I once felt happiness, is now replaced with sorrow.
I suppose I don't need anyone.
Pain can be my friend.
It will not leave me, it will always be here.
Its the only thing I have anymore.
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