Submissions by CookieMunster95
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My poetry is my salvation. It is the only way I can manage to survive in a world so filled with cruelty and hate.
DARK POEM
Published
5th Jun 2013 2:35am
5th Jun 2013 2:35am
Killed by Kindness
The daggers behind
The plush pink smiles
Is not what I fear
But rather
I fear their urge
To use them
To tare me limb from limb
Their hidden intentions
In the words of Shakespeare
"The serpent beneath the flower"
It's what I can't see that
Makes me shiver
They begin as friends
Then they don't understand
So they make me bleed tears
Of not being normal
Not predictable
Or too predictable
I don't understand these
Hidden enemies
The shark toothed girls
Waiting for prey
Getting close...
The plush pink smiles
Is not what I fear
But rather
I fear their urge
To use them
To tare me limb from limb
Their hidden intentions
In the words of Shakespeare
"The serpent beneath the flower"
It's what I can't see that
Makes me shiver
They begin as friends
Then they don't understand
So they make me bleed tears
Of not being normal
Not predictable
Or too predictable
I don't understand these
Hidden enemies
The shark toothed girls
Waiting for prey
Getting close...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Jun 2013 00:06am
4th Jun 2013 00:06am
Happy Anniversary
It's June
A year later
Pain only worsened
Images grew darker
One of demons
Carved on my ribs
Burned into my brain
A life long curse
It's June
And all I can think of
Is my failure to save you
Save you from the end
I'd give anything to go back
Fuck that whole
"Shit happens for a reason"
It's June
And I am selfish
Trade the world?
Done
Revive hitler?
Done
Give my soul to Lucy?
Done
It's June
And suffering an eternity in hell
Sounds better than one more day
On...
A year later
Pain only worsened
Images grew darker
One of demons
Carved on my ribs
Burned into my brain
A life long curse
It's June
And all I can think of
Is my failure to save you
Save you from the end
I'd give anything to go back
Fuck that whole
"Shit happens for a reason"
It's June
And I am selfish
Trade the world?
Done
Revive hitler?
Done
Give my soul to Lucy?
Done
It's June
And suffering an eternity in hell
Sounds better than one more day
On...
660 reads
3 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2013 11:47pm
3rd Jun 2013 11:47pm
Testing; Testing
Testee
Became
Tester
Feeding
On
Insecurity
Looking
For
Nonexistent
Feelings
Still
Fun
Still
Awkward
Still
Going
To
Continue
Because
Who
Am
I
Hurting?
No
One!
Just
Girls
Playing
With
Girls
Trying
To
Have
Fun
No
Disaster
No
Aftermath
Fun
With
Strings
Cut
Who
Am
I
Hurting?
Friendship.
Became
Tester
Feeding
On
Insecurity
Looking
For
Nonexistent
Feelings
Still
Fun
Still
Awkward
Still
Going
To
Continue
Because
Who
Am
I
Hurting?
No
One!
Just
Girls
Playing
With
Girls
Trying
To
Have
Fun
No
Disaster
No
Aftermath
Fun
With
Strings
Cut
Who
Am
I
Hurting?
Friendship.
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SELF POEM
Published
31st May 2013 1:29am
31st May 2013 1:29am
The Murdering Siren
The date is approaching
At a speed too rapid to comprehend
Inside the screams are singing
My bones break and my spine bends
The nightmarish melody is screeching
In my ears; as it sends
Wave patterns of pain
To my brain
The days start with an ache
While the nights end with agony
The smiles I smile are fake
Trapping little weak me
For society's sake
I can't show the emotional wreck I should be
Rather drag myself through emotional barbwire
As the cuts beneath my sleeves burn like fire
The surge of rage is...
At a speed too rapid to comprehend
Inside the screams are singing
My bones break and my spine bends
The nightmarish melody is screeching
In my ears; as it sends
Wave patterns of pain
To my brain
The days start with an ache
While the nights end with agony
The smiles I smile are fake
Trapping little weak me
For society's sake
I can't show the emotional wreck I should be
Rather drag myself through emotional barbwire
As the cuts beneath my sleeves burn like fire
The surge of rage is...
645 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
30th May 2013 3:32am
30th May 2013 3:32am
Help
Change for the lonely
Trying to fight for
Her family; will do
ANYTHING
To see them
To hold them
See them smile
That glorious smile
Change for the desperate
In the cold begging for warmth
Wanting simple hospitality
I'll do
ANYTHING
for some warmth
So I can go outside
To beg for change
For my family
To see their smiles
To hold them close
Change for the wicked
My intentions were kind
I stole and prostituted myself
To be warm
To go back outside
To beg for change
To see my family ...
Trying to fight for
Her family; will do
ANYTHING
To see them
To hold them
See them smile
That glorious smile
Change for the desperate
In the cold begging for warmth
Wanting simple hospitality
I'll do
ANYTHING
for some warmth
So I can go outside
To beg for change
For my family
To see their smiles
To hold them close
Change for the wicked
My intentions were kind
I stole and prostituted myself
To be warm
To go back outside
To beg for change
To see my family ...
634 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th May 2013 2:14am
29th May 2013 2:14am
Easy Way Out
Dear loved ones,
You couldn't have helped me, so please don't blame yourselves for my misguided soul. I have been like this since I can remember and if doctors couldn't save me there was no way you guys could have. I am broken, or was by the time you read this. I was born to die just like everyone else, I just died sooner than expected.
Don't be sad, I am motionless six feet under, it might sound bad but it's not. The best thing about it is my feelings are no longer existent. My nerves don't work, if anything they are decaying with the rest of me. Soon I will be nothing but...
You couldn't have helped me, so please don't blame yourselves for my misguided soul. I have been like this since I can remember and if doctors couldn't save me there was no way you guys could have. I am broken, or was by the time you read this. I was born to die just like everyone else, I just died sooner than expected.
Don't be sad, I am motionless six feet under, it might sound bad but it's not. The best thing about it is my feelings are no longer existent. My nerves don't work, if anything they are decaying with the rest of me. Soon I will be nothing but...
677 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th May 2013 00:39am
29th May 2013 00:39am
Pains of a Poet
Dear Poets,
The talents you possess are outstanding and can not be measured by the number of reads you have received. It can not be measured by the amount of reading list you are in; or how many people follow you. It can only be measured by the amount of emotion and truth that one reveals.
Poetry is that one form of writing we all appreciate more than the rest. Somehow our scrambled emotions transform into words; organized words that create something. Something reasonable, understandable. It makes confusing situations comprehendible, unfamiliar feelings seem not so scary,...
The talents you possess are outstanding and can not be measured by the number of reads you have received. It can not be measured by the amount of reading list you are in; or how many people follow you. It can only be measured by the amount of emotion and truth that one reveals.
Poetry is that one form of writing we all appreciate more than the rest. Somehow our scrambled emotions transform into words; organized words that create something. Something reasonable, understandable. It makes confusing situations comprehendible, unfamiliar feelings seem not so scary,...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th May 2013 6:55pm
19th May 2013 6:55pm
She is Stronger
I held myself up
Far too long
I want to break
I want to fall
It is too
Exhausting
Pretending
That it's okay
That I am
Okay
It doesn't
Comfort
Me
I see behind
My pathetic rouse
The demon inside
Wants to be free
To mourn
Like she was
Meant too
It's too late
If I let her
Through
I will be
Unfixable
Any efforts
To have a life
Instantly futile
I would sink into
The black ooze
Like quicksand
I will eventually
Be engulfed
Unretrievable
She use to be weak...
Far too long
I want to break
I want to fall
It is too
Exhausting
Pretending
That it's okay
That I am
Okay
It doesn't
Comfort
Me
I see behind
My pathetic rouse
The demon inside
Wants to be free
To mourn
Like she was
Meant too
It's too late
If I let her
Through
I will be
Unfixable
Any efforts
To have a life
Instantly futile
I would sink into
The black ooze
Like quicksand
I will eventually
Be engulfed
Unretrievable
She use to be weak...
669 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
17th May 2013 00:41am
17th May 2013 00:41am
My "Accident"
My razor slipped
While shaving
Creating a small incision
Blood leaked out
Of the tiny cut
It was cool
The redness was
Satisfying
My razor slipped
Again
Except a bit bigger
Silly me.
I didn't bandage my wounds
But squeezed them
Put rubbing alcohol on them
To "clean" my "accidents"
The sting felt good
It felt well deserved
I needed my
"misfortune"
To make it through
I tried too slice
Yet another cut
But it was strange
So I took my razor
And smashed it with
My...
While shaving
Creating a small incision
Blood leaked out
Of the tiny cut
It was cool
The redness was
Satisfying
My razor slipped
Again
Except a bit bigger
Silly me.
I didn't bandage my wounds
But squeezed them
Put rubbing alcohol on them
To "clean" my "accidents"
The sting felt good
It felt well deserved
I needed my
"misfortune"
To make it through
I tried too slice
Yet another cut
But it was strange
So I took my razor
And smashed it with
My...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th May 2013 10:48pm
15th May 2013 10:48pm
Kiss of Life
That kiss
Brought me back
To life.
It inflated my lungs
Made my heart drum
It pumped my blood
Through my veins
It made me able
My nerves sparked
With passionate electricity
I could respond
To the feel of her lips
I swayed my jaw and mouth
In perfect harmony
As if it was a machine
It took a second
But our movements
Fell in sync
Her arms reach
Around my body
To sprawl against
My lower and upper back
I mimicked her enthusiasm
I pressed myself
Into her body
I let my guard down
The wall I...
Brought me back
To life.
It inflated my lungs
Made my heart drum
It pumped my blood
Through my veins
It made me able
My nerves sparked
With passionate electricity
I could respond
To the feel of her lips
I swayed my jaw and mouth
In perfect harmony
As if it was a machine
It took a second
But our movements
Fell in sync
Her arms reach
Around my body
To sprawl against
My lower and upper back
I mimicked her enthusiasm
I pressed myself
Into her body
I let my guard down
The wall I...
901 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th May 2013 11:40pm
14th May 2013 11:40pm
Moving On
The moons smile
Illuminate the dark
Small twinkles
Complimenting the white
Glowing crescent
The lights of the city
Are in my review mirror
It is me, my car and the sky
This road taking me
Anywhere but here
Anywhere but this city
Of screams
Painful memories
I am not running
I am moving on
Making peace with the past
With the evil touch of my
Violators that won't stop burning
The invisible marks that
I can't wash off
It contaminates my skin
My innocence
I am not running
I am...
Illuminate the dark
Small twinkles
Complimenting the white
Glowing crescent
The lights of the city
Are in my review mirror
It is me, my car and the sky
This road taking me
Anywhere but here
Anywhere but this city
Of screams
Painful memories
I am not running
I am moving on
Making peace with the past
With the evil touch of my
Violators that won't stop burning
The invisible marks that
I can't wash off
It contaminates my skin
My innocence
I am not running
I am...
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