Submissions by DarknessIsNear
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2016 3:11pm
30th Apr 2016 3:11pm
Toxic
I'm attracted to toxic people
Everyone that's no good for me:
Addicts and
Manipulative people and
Fake people and
Liars and
Abusive people and
Criminals and
So many others
That could possibly break down
What I worked so hard to get.
I know I shouldn't like them
I know they'll
Use me and
Abuse me and
Throw me away
Like yesterday's used coffee grinds.
I know this,
So why do I stay?
Because I, myself, am toxic to my own life.
Everyone that's no good for me:
Addicts and
Manipulative people and
Fake people and
Liars and
Abusive people and
Criminals and
So many others
That could possibly break down
What I worked so hard to get.
I know I shouldn't like them
I know they'll
Use me and
Abuse me and
Throw me away
Like yesterday's used coffee grinds.
I know this,
So why do I stay?
Because I, myself, am toxic to my own life.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
11th May 2015 6:06am
11th May 2015 6:06am
To Leave a Note or To not leave a Note
That's the fucking question
We already know that it's going to happen.
I'm going to slit my wrists
or hang myself.
But do I want people to know why
Or do I want them to play the blame game?
"Oh god damnit it was your fault you drove them to do it."
"Don't even try that. Of course I didn't!"
"You just can't get yourself to admit it."
That would be interesting,
But I wonder if they would find
My tumblr, my emails, and my second life.
It won't really matter to me though
Because...
We already know that it's going to happen.
I'm going to slit my wrists
or hang myself.
But do I want people to know why
Or do I want them to play the blame game?
"Oh god damnit it was your fault you drove them to do it."
"Don't even try that. Of course I didn't!"
"You just can't get yourself to admit it."
That would be interesting,
But I wonder if they would find
My tumblr, my emails, and my second life.
It won't really matter to me though
Because...
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th May 2015 3:44am
7th May 2015 3:44am
Dementia
Wish she were here
So she could see the artist I've become.
Wish she were here
To see that I'm not ignorant or dumb.
Wish she were here
To remember that I was that little four-year-old face.
Wish she were here
So I know that I didn't vanish from her mind without a trace.
Wish she were here
So she could see what I can do with a verse.
Wish she were here
Instead of dealing with that wretched curse.
I wish she were here,
But she left me long ago
Succumbing to dementia ...
So she could see the artist I've become.
Wish she were here
To see that I'm not ignorant or dumb.
Wish she were here
To remember that I was that little four-year-old face.
Wish she were here
So I know that I didn't vanish from her mind without a trace.
Wish she were here
So she could see what I can do with a verse.
Wish she were here
Instead of dealing with that wretched curse.
I wish she were here,
But she left me long ago
Succumbing to dementia ...
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STORY POEM
Published
6th Oct 2014 8:23pm
6th Oct 2014 8:23pm
Realm Series 2: Routine
Agnes (Water Realm)
Routine.
The Water Realm's
all about routine.
Learn about the Supreme Ruler one day,
The Prince the next,
And the advisor the day after that.
Too organized.
Sunday, go to Council.
Kneel down to the Supreme Ruler.
No surprises.
Wonder what people would think
If they knew that I questioned
How we've lived for the past
Two thousand years.
Appearances.
Routine.
The Water Realm's
all about routine.
Learn about the Supreme Ruler one day,
The Prince the next,
And the advisor the day after that.
Too organized.
Sunday, go to Council.
Kneel down to the Supreme Ruler.
No surprises.
Wonder what people would think
If they knew that I questioned
How we've lived for the past
Two thousand years.
Appearances.
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STORY POEM
Published
6th Oct 2014 8:12pm
6th Oct 2014 8:12pm
Realm Series 1: Structure
Malkovich (Free-walker's Realm)
Structure
Is what I need;
What I crave.
The other realms have structure...
Why don't we?
Most days of the week,
We just do whatever we want.
Uncivilized.
The only day we have
With structure is
Hunting Day.
Even that doesn't have
A set day of the week, though...
Unorganized.
Structure
Is what I need;
What I crave.
The other realms have structure...
Why don't we?
Most days of the week,
We just do whatever we want.
Uncivilized.
The only day we have
With structure is
Hunting Day.
Even that doesn't have
A set day of the week, though...
Unorganized.
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Oct 2014 11:58pm
5th Oct 2014 11:58pm
Lurve
One word
Four letters
Our lives revolve around it.
We are always trying to find it
Trying to feel it
Trying to show it
Trying to know it
It can make us or break us.
It can make us sick
Or even unbelievably giddy.
It can also be overwhelming for some.
But when we find it,
Feel it,
Show it,
And know it,
It's amazing!
It's glorifying.
It's magnificent!
It glows like a beacon in the distance.
It shows us that we weren't meant to be left alone.
It gives us hope....
Four letters
Our lives revolve around it.
We are always trying to find it
Trying to feel it
Trying to show it
Trying to know it
It can make us or break us.
It can make us sick
Or even unbelievably giddy.
It can also be overwhelming for some.
But when we find it,
Feel it,
Show it,
And know it,
It's amazing!
It's glorifying.
It's magnificent!
It glows like a beacon in the distance.
It shows us that we weren't meant to be left alone.
It gives us hope....
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2014 10:41pm
23rd Jul 2014 10:41pm
Sickie Not Sick
I have a sick mind.
Thinking about death:
mine and others'; all day.
While they're trying to get out
On a page
Or even a canvas.
Either way
Sometimes they become too much.
That's when I let them out on myself.
Head but the wall a few times
Use my basically non-existent nails
To tear at a few areas of skin on my legs.
Whatever it takes
To make it through another day
Out the shrink's office.
Thinking about death:
mine and others'; all day.
While they're trying to get out
On a page
Or even a canvas.
Either way
Sometimes they become too much.
That's when I let them out on myself.
Head but the wall a few times
Use my basically non-existent nails
To tear at a few areas of skin on my legs.
Whatever it takes
To make it through another day
Out the shrink's office.
688 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
13th Jul 2014 10:31pm
13th Jul 2014 10:31pm
I don't know.
You can disrespect me,
But don't mess with music.
It was there for me
When you weren't
It calmed me down
When you couldn't.
It comforted me
When you wouldn't
It keeps me sane
While you do the opposite
You have absolutely NO right
To call it bullcrap
That's bullshit.
But don't mess with music.
It was there for me
When you weren't
It calmed me down
When you couldn't.
It comforted me
When you wouldn't
It keeps me sane
While you do the opposite
You have absolutely NO right
To call it bullcrap
That's bullshit.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
23rd Jun 2014 6:46am
23rd Jun 2014 6:46am
Confessions 6/21/14
"Hey, so how do you feel about your dad and I getting back together?"
Her words hit me with the intensity of a thousand bullets hitting me in the head repeatedly.
I froze, thinking about the months before. How this woman left my dad, breaking him to pieces, and leaving me behind to pick the fragments up. How they both told me everything about anything, even the full story of the break-up. How she got pregnant with another man's child and is trying to convince everyone that it's my dad's.
I thought about how she had treated me like nothing but a nuisance and...
Her words hit me with the intensity of a thousand bullets hitting me in the head repeatedly.
I froze, thinking about the months before. How this woman left my dad, breaking him to pieces, and leaving me behind to pick the fragments up. How they both told me everything about anything, even the full story of the break-up. How she got pregnant with another man's child and is trying to convince everyone that it's my dad's.
I thought about how she had treated me like nothing but a nuisance and...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Jun 2014 8:48am
9th Jun 2014 8:48am
She snapped
She snapped.
The rope,
Pulled from both ends,
Was too taut
To stay together.
Snapped
Frayed at both ends,
The rope fell to the floor
As her tears fell to the ground.
She was wound too tight
Her energy all used up,
So she shattered
Into a million pieces.
Fragments of her essence
Left in the grass
In front of her
Aunt's house,
She tried to put
Herself back together,
But she isn't whole
She's incomplete.
Now, obsolete. ...
The rope,
Pulled from both ends,
Was too taut
To stay together.
Snapped
Frayed at both ends,
The rope fell to the floor
As her tears fell to the ground.
She was wound too tight
Her energy all used up,
So she shattered
Into a million pieces.
Fragments of her essence
Left in the grass
In front of her
Aunt's house,
She tried to put
Herself back together,
But she isn't whole
She's incomplete.
Now, obsolete. ...
613 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd May 2014 3:43am
23rd May 2014 3:43am
I'm done.
I'm done living in this world.
I'm done being its pawn.
I'm done feeding the fire.
I'm done living through dusk and dawn.
I'm sick of going through the motions.
I'm sick of even caring.
All I do is try to help, but
All I get is voices blaring.
Fuck up. Bitch.
I can't believe you did this!
Nope. I'm done.
Bye, bitches.
-2014-
I'm done being its pawn.
I'm done feeding the fire.
I'm done living through dusk and dawn.
I'm sick of going through the motions.
I'm sick of even caring.
All I do is try to help, but
All I get is voices blaring.
Fuck up. Bitch.
I can't believe you did this!
Nope. I'm done.
Bye, bitches.
-2014-
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