Submissions by BreakingSpirit212 (BreakingSpirit)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write what I know, and there is always so much more to learn.
The Vixen
Angels
believe in love
coming true
deep beneath
earth and the wonderful
fornication that explores
great areas of
human expanses.
I believe love can find
justice wherever it is taken.
Knowing you’re gone
leaves me stranded in my
mind, holding onto hope.
Never will you return,
openly, with me because
pleasure is something I do not know.
Quietly I sob your name,
running deeper into my mind and soul.
Screaming becomes a lullaby and I
treasure the moments in my memory.
...
believe in love
coming true
deep beneath
earth and the wonderful
fornication that explores
great areas of
human expanses.
I believe love can find
justice wherever it is taken.
Knowing you’re gone
leaves me stranded in my
mind, holding onto hope.
Never will you return,
openly, with me because
pleasure is something I do not know.
Quietly I sob your name,
running deeper into my mind and soul.
Screaming becomes a lullaby and I
treasure the moments in my memory.
...
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Hidden
Don't flatter yourself,
I didn't do this because of you.
You hurt me, restrained me
but I left on my own two feet.
Your head is swollen
with thoughts of conceit,
lies and shame.
How do you sleep at night?
How dare you confront me
after all that you've done,
over a simple piece of cardboard.
You are shit!
I burn it with the fire
trapped behind my closed eyes.
You don't deserve to be feared,
turning the weak eyes of others
so they can't see your destruction.
You're just a filthy, carnivorous wolf,
burried under...
I didn't do this because of you.
You hurt me, restrained me
but I left on my own two feet.
Your head is swollen
with thoughts of conceit,
lies and shame.
How do you sleep at night?
How dare you confront me
after all that you've done,
over a simple piece of cardboard.
You are shit!
I burn it with the fire
trapped behind my closed eyes.
You don't deserve to be feared,
turning the weak eyes of others
so they can't see your destruction.
You're just a filthy, carnivorous wolf,
burried under...
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Teamwork
I slide the knife
ever so carefully across
soft flesh.
The metal is cool against
fresh cavernous skin.
It spits apart, revealing
the warm blood beneath.
Squeeze; push the blood
past the barrier that holds
it hostage like a caged lion.
It rushes just below the skin,
pacing, waiting to burst through
the confinement; wanting to be free.
Molecules of red emerge;
skin releases its protective grip.
Sheets are saturated,
skin is stained;
tainted with the haunting
of yesterday. ...
ever so carefully across
soft flesh.
The metal is cool against
fresh cavernous skin.
It spits apart, revealing
the warm blood beneath.
Squeeze; push the blood
past the barrier that holds
it hostage like a caged lion.
It rushes just below the skin,
pacing, waiting to burst through
the confinement; wanting to be free.
Molecules of red emerge;
skin releases its protective grip.
Sheets are saturated,
skin is stained;
tainted with the haunting
of yesterday. ...
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Hell Has White Walls (Edited)
The doors are locked tight,
lights a blinding white.
Screams echo down the
sanitized white hallway.
Dignity is stripped,
tossed in the corner
with all possessions.
Their hands are ice cold,
searching every revealed crevice
because rights were left at the door.
Red is forced upon my body,
dehumanizing those alive on the
outside, but drugged into oblivion.
I am no longer an individual,
a shell of my former self.
Bathing is scrutinized,
spied on, waiting for you to fuck up.
Eat every bite of food,...
lights a blinding white.
Screams echo down the
sanitized white hallway.
Dignity is stripped,
tossed in the corner
with all possessions.
Their hands are ice cold,
searching every revealed crevice
because rights were left at the door.
Red is forced upon my body,
dehumanizing those alive on the
outside, but drugged into oblivion.
I am no longer an individual,
a shell of my former self.
Bathing is scrutinized,
spied on, waiting for you to fuck up.
Eat every bite of food,...
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Cinquain Series
Red
heart bleeding alone,
waiting for you.
My tears do not dry on their own.
Broken.
Dark
is the coffin they laid you in.
The earth swallowed you whole.
My tears saturate the ground like rain;
empty.
Birth;
where does life begin?
Pushing compact humans into existance
while mothers cry and fathers are proud.
Human.
heart bleeding alone,
waiting for you.
My tears do not dry on their own.
Broken.
Dark
is the coffin they laid you in.
The earth swallowed you whole.
My tears saturate the ground like rain;
empty.
Birth;
where does life begin?
Pushing compact humans into existance
while mothers cry and fathers are proud.
Human.
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Exhume Series
Your toxic words drip
down my spine, cold as
polar ice. I shiver slightly
at your potent insults
that explode my confidence
with each bomb that's thrown.
Your hidden power of mind
control exclaims I am a slut;
your manipulation makes me believe.
Shards of my former self are found
strewn across my life, nailed to doors
and glued to the floor. Like a
puzzle thrown into the ocean,
the pieces disappear.
down my spine, cold as
polar ice. I shiver slightly
at your potent insults
that explode my confidence
with each bomb that's thrown.
Your hidden power of mind
control exclaims I am a slut;
your manipulation makes me believe.
Shards of my former self are found
strewn across my life, nailed to doors
and glued to the floor. Like a
puzzle thrown into the ocean,
the pieces disappear.
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Hell Has White Walls
The doors are locked tight,
lights a blinding white.
Screams echo down the
sanitized, smooth hallway.
Dignity is stripped,
tossed in the corner with all belongings.
Shoes are confiscated, locked away.
Red is forced on your body,
demonizing those barely alive
on the outside, but drugged
into oblivion.
You are no longer an individual.
They talk to you with sticky
sweet voices, dripping with honey.
Behind your back they
speak words injected with venom.
Chains are locked to
your feet, wrapped around
your tongue....
lights a blinding white.
Screams echo down the
sanitized, smooth hallway.
Dignity is stripped,
tossed in the corner with all belongings.
Shoes are confiscated, locked away.
Red is forced on your body,
demonizing those barely alive
on the outside, but drugged
into oblivion.
You are no longer an individual.
They talk to you with sticky
sweet voices, dripping with honey.
Behind your back they
speak words injected with venom.
Chains are locked to
your feet, wrapped around
your tongue....
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Poor, Poor Victim
I hold it in my hand,
the metal cold against my bare skin.
Your life belongs to me,
I choose your fate.
You heard me coming,
but a second too late.
I snuck behind you in the shadows,
following you block after block.
I slipped the knife
to your throat; my face pressed
to the side of yours.
You kicked and screamed
but out here, no one gives a damn
about the girl from the streets.
My fist crashes against the
back of your head spinning you
into unconsciousness.
When you awaken, your...
the metal cold against my bare skin.
Your life belongs to me,
I choose your fate.
You heard me coming,
but a second too late.
I snuck behind you in the shadows,
following you block after block.
I slipped the knife
to your throat; my face pressed
to the side of yours.
You kicked and screamed
but out here, no one gives a damn
about the girl from the streets.
My fist crashes against the
back of your head spinning you
into unconsciousness.
When you awaken, your...
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I See You
Hey you
in the middle of the crowd,
you're the center of attention
with your expensive clothes
and every hair in place.
I know your secret,
under it all, you're insecure.
Hey you
in the corner.
All in black, with your hair
hiding your face. You say you
could care less about fitting in,
but with every sideways glance
I know being the outcast kills you inside.
Hey you
outside,
you play women as much as you
do sports.
But that uniform can't hide
the sweet side you have ...
in the middle of the crowd,
you're the center of attention
with your expensive clothes
and every hair in place.
I know your secret,
under it all, you're insecure.
Hey you
in the corner.
All in black, with your hair
hiding your face. You say you
could care less about fitting in,
but with every sideways glance
I know being the outcast kills you inside.
Hey you
outside,
you play women as much as you
do sports.
But that uniform can't hide
the sweet side you have ...
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Breaking Spirit
How much can I handle
before I break in two?
How much will you do to me
to hurt me,
break me down and kill my spirit?
Does my pain make you laugh inside?
Do my tears make you smile?
When will you realize that I'm a person
too.
I still feel, think, and want to love.
Will I ever be able to love?
Will anyone ever love me?
before I break in two?
How much will you do to me
to hurt me,
break me down and kill my spirit?
Does my pain make you laugh inside?
Do my tears make you smile?
When will you realize that I'm a person
too.
I still feel, think, and want to love.
Will I ever be able to love?
Will anyone ever love me?
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Monster
The green monster is
consuming me.
It swallows my brain
making every thought a struggle,
my eyes only see those other girls
and I tell myself you must be cheating.
My mouth only speaks words of
accusatory malice; I call you unfaithful.
Moving to my heart, I feel knives stabbing
and slicing. My lungs constrict, shutting
off all breathing.
My feet take me to the inner
depths of evil where shackles constrain
my hands and feet, tape covers my
mouth so I can't scream.
Fire burns all around me searing
my skin and my eyes water; lungs...
consuming me.
It swallows my brain
making every thought a struggle,
my eyes only see those other girls
and I tell myself you must be cheating.
My mouth only speaks words of
accusatory malice; I call you unfaithful.
Moving to my heart, I feel knives stabbing
and slicing. My lungs constrict, shutting
off all breathing.
My feet take me to the inner
depths of evil where shackles constrain
my hands and feet, tape covers my
mouth so I can't scream.
Fire burns all around me searing
my skin and my eyes water; lungs...
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Broken
You are half of my DNA,
my supposed protector and care-giver.
How could you ruin my trust
that made me build up walls against the world.
You were supposed to teach me
and build me up, instead you taunted
me and tore me down.
You are a poor excuse for a
father, so much that I can't
even call you one.
How long until you realize
that if you go on like this,
you will have nothing left.
Do you even realize how you've
hurt me? Broke me down to nothing by
the lack of hugs, words and love.
How can you go on like this?
College has...
my supposed protector and care-giver.
How could you ruin my trust
that made me build up walls against the world.
You were supposed to teach me
and build me up, instead you taunted
me and tore me down.
You are a poor excuse for a
father, so much that I can't
even call you one.
How long until you realize
that if you go on like this,
you will have nothing left.
Do you even realize how you've
hurt me? Broke me down to nothing by
the lack of hugs, words and love.
How can you go on like this?
College has...
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