Submissions by Caged_Raven
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I hope you're not in search of a happy poem. If you read my works you are reading into my heart. Cold and broken. Enjoy and stomach it if you can.
DARK POEM
Published
12th Nov 2014 9:15am
12th Nov 2014 9:15am
Exhausted
I'am so exhausted of living...
The constant race track of life going in a circle
Making the same turns, i am burning out on the fumes
With these systematic rituals in controlled environments
Liberation is a far cry from these solid walls
My mind races with the absolute obsession
of ripping a bullet through my fucking skull
Intoxicated by the feel of cold steel on warm skin
Letting the bottle take a hit on silent lips
I yearn to derail this train from it's tracks
I would rather eat glass than be greeted by the sun
With it's false hope...
The constant race track of life going in a circle
Making the same turns, i am burning out on the fumes
With these systematic rituals in controlled environments
Liberation is a far cry from these solid walls
My mind races with the absolute obsession
of ripping a bullet through my fucking skull
Intoxicated by the feel of cold steel on warm skin
Letting the bottle take a hit on silent lips
I yearn to derail this train from it's tracks
I would rather eat glass than be greeted by the sun
With it's false hope...
835 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Sep 2014 5:46am
18th Sep 2014 5:46am
The Forest
I lead myself willingly; full of inhibition
Into the forest where lies are in fruition
The wolves catching wind of my scent
The fire in their eyes begin to ferment
Fresh meat is what they crave to taste
It won’t take long to lay me to waste
Thundering snarls fill the midnight air
Dreaming of the entrails they shall tear
Just another lamb sent to the slaughter
Quenching their blood thirst like water
A target painted on my back
A sense of self-dignity I lack
On my knees I beg for forgiveness
To absolve myself from this sickness...
Into the forest where lies are in fruition
The wolves catching wind of my scent
The fire in their eyes begin to ferment
Fresh meat is what they crave to taste
It won’t take long to lay me to waste
Thundering snarls fill the midnight air
Dreaming of the entrails they shall tear
Just another lamb sent to the slaughter
Quenching their blood thirst like water
A target painted on my back
A sense of self-dignity I lack
On my knees I beg for forgiveness
To absolve myself from this sickness...
873 reads
15 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Sep 2014 9:42am
8th Sep 2014 9:42am
Bleed Just To Know Your Alive
a comp entry*
Things worth looking for
are certainly worth gaining
But i'm not looking for love or riches
I'm in search of some pain
I casually start with my arms
The usual place of my self harm
The tip of the blade digs deep
Alas no reaction not even a peep
The blood rolls down as I move on
Surely I must feel it in my legs
I run the blade over my thighs
But the stinging only subsides
The frustration is unbearable
Have i succumb to such numbness
That I no longer feel any pain?
This depression...
Things worth looking for
are certainly worth gaining
But i'm not looking for love or riches
I'm in search of some pain
I casually start with my arms
The usual place of my self harm
The tip of the blade digs deep
Alas no reaction not even a peep
The blood rolls down as I move on
Surely I must feel it in my legs
I run the blade over my thighs
But the stinging only subsides
The frustration is unbearable
Have i succumb to such numbness
That I no longer feel any pain?
This depression...
893 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
8th Sep 2014 9:06am
8th Sep 2014 9:06am
My Last Breath
old comp entry*
The clock is ticking away along with my heartbeat
Tick tock, Tick tock, bleeding out with every tick from the clock
Time is running out and there’s no way I can retreat
Realizing that my time has come, I can’t get over the shock
Each second, another beat brings me closer to death
Frantically lying on the tile floor, as the warmth slowly fades
The final scene in this performance, more tragic than Macbeth
The thought of my loved ones rushes my mind and invades
Who is going to have the misfortune to discover...
The clock is ticking away along with my heartbeat
Tick tock, Tick tock, bleeding out with every tick from the clock
Time is running out and there’s no way I can retreat
Realizing that my time has come, I can’t get over the shock
Each second, another beat brings me closer to death
Frantically lying on the tile floor, as the warmth slowly fades
The final scene in this performance, more tragic than Macbeth
The thought of my loved ones rushes my mind and invades
Who is going to have the misfortune to discover...
819 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2014 8:35am
5th Sep 2014 8:35am
Fade Away
I feel my body creep through the cement cracks
Emotions are overwhelming; I’m paralyzed with fear
The faces blurred, screaming hate in my ear
While the city’s skyscrapers fall all around me
The fire that ensues around me has not exhausted
Licking every inch of my body till I am charred
Made out to be a creep, a puppet in their freak show
Only called upon to entertain their wicked desires
There is no escape from the fear of judgment
What crime could I have committed if not to myself?
I hate being alive and living a constant lie
That I...
Emotions are overwhelming; I’m paralyzed with fear
The faces blurred, screaming hate in my ear
While the city’s skyscrapers fall all around me
The fire that ensues around me has not exhausted
Licking every inch of my body till I am charred
Made out to be a creep, a puppet in their freak show
Only called upon to entertain their wicked desires
There is no escape from the fear of judgment
What crime could I have committed if not to myself?
I hate being alive and living a constant lie
That I...
741 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Sep 2014 7:45am
5th Sep 2014 7:45am
Her Laugh
I’ll never forget the first time I heard her laugh
I can’t remember why she did and it was slight
Probably something stupid I had said most likely
She could have stayed silent, but I’m glad she didn’t
I can’t get enough, it constantly rings in my head
It’s a drug I want, no… I NEED, but I can’t get my fix
It keeps me warm, warmer than the wine or whiskey
Every word she says is like an angel, that is full of grace
My mother always said take good care of nice things
So I keep this memory safe, locked behind my heart
Where no knife or poison...
I can’t remember why she did and it was slight
Probably something stupid I had said most likely
She could have stayed silent, but I’m glad she didn’t
I can’t get enough, it constantly rings in my head
It’s a drug I want, no… I NEED, but I can’t get my fix
It keeps me warm, warmer than the wine or whiskey
Every word she says is like an angel, that is full of grace
My mother always said take good care of nice things
So I keep this memory safe, locked behind my heart
Where no knife or poison...
838 reads
10 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2014 6:57am
4th Sep 2014 6:57am
Drown
These thoughts are pulling me down
Like an anchor, thrown into the ocean
Dragging me beneath the surface
Watching the light dim beneath the waves
The adrenaline kicking in, amidst confusion
Dilated eyes look for some sort of escape
But I know that fate is carelessly imminent
Accepting is half the problem isn’t it?
I open my mouth breathing in the sea
Inviting the water to fill my lungs
Ensuring every bit of air is replaced
Yet again letting myself drown in vain
Like an anchor, thrown into the ocean
Dragging me beneath the surface
Watching the light dim beneath the waves
The adrenaline kicking in, amidst confusion
Dilated eyes look for some sort of escape
But I know that fate is carelessly imminent
Accepting is half the problem isn’t it?
I open my mouth breathing in the sea
Inviting the water to fill my lungs
Ensuring every bit of air is replaced
Yet again letting myself drown in vain
741 reads
5 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Aug 2014 8:36am
29th Aug 2014 8:36am
Elated
I hate being sober
Who the fuck wants to be sober?
I would rather mix a cocktail of artificial happiness
Than sit another second longer in complete sobriety
Watching the sun slowly fade and the world turn over
Wondering how much has truly slipped me by
Pick up the bottle again, sipping it long and slow
Turn up my Seether CD and let my spirit float away
While it hangs itself on the nearest tree limb
Allowing the vultures to pick at what’s left
Working it’s magic, numbing every nerve
Blurring my sight and blocking my memories...
Who the fuck wants to be sober?
I would rather mix a cocktail of artificial happiness
Than sit another second longer in complete sobriety
Watching the sun slowly fade and the world turn over
Wondering how much has truly slipped me by
Pick up the bottle again, sipping it long and slow
Turn up my Seether CD and let my spirit float away
While it hangs itself on the nearest tree limb
Allowing the vultures to pick at what’s left
Working it’s magic, numbing every nerve
Blurring my sight and blocking my memories...
885 reads
7 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 8:36am
28th Aug 2014 8:36am
Self Destruction
The demon inside me is taking over
Slowly but surely plucking away
Removing whatever is left of my sanity
And leaving my heart an artifact of vanity
I yearn for the feel of cold steel on flesh
the pain makes me feel alive again
The blood reminding me that I am still human
Each cut releasing my inner reminiscences
My soul cries out for the grave
but the ground has no bed for me
i only find such peace when I dream
and even then i just wake and scream
The bottle only fuels my inner inhibition
I make self destruction such a...
Slowly but surely plucking away
Removing whatever is left of my sanity
And leaving my heart an artifact of vanity
I yearn for the feel of cold steel on flesh
the pain makes me feel alive again
The blood reminding me that I am still human
Each cut releasing my inner reminiscences
My soul cries out for the grave
but the ground has no bed for me
i only find such peace when I dream
and even then i just wake and scream
The bottle only fuels my inner inhibition
I make self destruction such a...
816 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
26th Aug 2014 9:09am
26th Aug 2014 9:09am
Frozen In Time
The cold circulates within my chamber walls
I stare out into the pale landscape
Your face stained in the window pane
As soft whispers creep through the cracks
That leave chills quivering up my spine
The fallen snow has covered your footprints
But i can still remember where you stood
When you left me that one autumn morning
Blindly, I follow them into the barren forest
Chasing your ghost as I have so much before
Holding on to the delusion you are still here
Lost in the fury of your hatred and self indulgence
I thought surely my...
I stare out into the pale landscape
Your face stained in the window pane
As soft whispers creep through the cracks
That leave chills quivering up my spine
The fallen snow has covered your footprints
But i can still remember where you stood
When you left me that one autumn morning
Blindly, I follow them into the barren forest
Chasing your ghost as I have so much before
Holding on to the delusion you are still here
Lost in the fury of your hatred and self indulgence
I thought surely my...
735 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 6:34am
13th Aug 2014 6:34am
Vogue Disillusion
The sun is blocked by a cloud of self-deceit
Blinding those below it into unwilling submission
To become something they are not
The higher expectations to be a piece of artwork
Framed and hung in the minds of modern day society
Not stopping until we tear the last strand
Of the inner fabric keeping us together
Looking for ways to constantly improve our selves
Changing our “imperfections” till we are everybody’s fool
Caught in the belief that the more money we spend
We can fill the cavity in our chest
That our...
Blinding those below it into unwilling submission
To become something they are not
The higher expectations to be a piece of artwork
Framed and hung in the minds of modern day society
Not stopping until we tear the last strand
Of the inner fabric keeping us together
Looking for ways to constantly improve our selves
Changing our “imperfections” till we are everybody’s fool
Caught in the belief that the more money we spend
We can fill the cavity in our chest
That our...
732 reads
4 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
14th Mar 2014 5:40am
14th Mar 2014 5:40am
Lit fuse
This anger is building up inside of me, waiting to explode
Countdown to nuclear meltdown, just like Chernobyl
Punch after punch you feed the fuel breeding my hatred
Just remember that Newton’s third law isn’t outdated
My arms lay limp at my side but don’t think they’ll hesitate
To reach across and smack the smile off your shit talking face
It’s been easier to feel no remorse for my violent reactions
When I’ve killed everything I loved, call it a moral infraction
If you haven’t seen me for a while, Than I must say I’m sorry
I’ve changed so...
Countdown to nuclear meltdown, just like Chernobyl
Punch after punch you feed the fuel breeding my hatred
Just remember that Newton’s third law isn’t outdated
My arms lay limp at my side but don’t think they’ll hesitate
To reach across and smack the smile off your shit talking face
It’s been easier to feel no remorse for my violent reactions
When I’ve killed everything I loved, call it a moral infraction
If you haven’t seen me for a while, Than I must say I’m sorry
I’ve changed so...
1113 reads
8 Comments
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