Submissions by Deathkitten
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My writing mainly consists of: Rage, Depression, Erotica, Bio, Horror, Dark Comedy, Sarcasm.I like to write for many reasons- to improve skill, express views & opinions, inspire, to discard negativity, some for shock value. I'm not everyone's forte.
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2017 3:28am
23rd Oct 2017 3:28am
I'm too Halloween
No amount of wine
will bring out my shine
I know you thought it might
but it's not happening tonight
I can't fix what's broken in me
I've failed to heal us
I wish I could find a place
to belong
I feel as though
I'm a broken machine
I felt so much
and now there's
almost nothing left
I used to slice and dice
Now that wouldn't quite suffice
I'm surprised I get any sleep
Tossing and turning
Stuck inside my dreams
They're so repetitive
I won't hold back this time
and I won't say "sorry" ...
will bring out my shine
I know you thought it might
but it's not happening tonight
I can't fix what's broken in me
I've failed to heal us
I wish I could find a place
to belong
I feel as though
I'm a broken machine
I felt so much
and now there's
almost nothing left
I used to slice and dice
Now that wouldn't quite suffice
I'm surprised I get any sleep
Tossing and turning
Stuck inside my dreams
They're so repetitive
I won't hold back this time
and I won't say "sorry" ...
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jul 2016 7:45am
27th Jul 2016 7:45am
Snuffed
I've gotten to where I don't cry myself to sleep every night like I was but the sadness still remains. I ache for love still and still I feel pain. I've almost reconditioned myself, to take just what I get but still there remains an issue whether either of us want to admit. My back to yours and vice versa, it's a lonely sad routine. Coming home to video games TV and social networking has dulled life and bored me. I have flames inside me burning and you don't utilize them, only snuff me out to make us both cold and that's a big problem. I do not wish to live this way for this is not what I...
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jul 2016 4:45am
10th Jul 2016 4:45am
To be me..
Passing by
big open fields
and old timey towns
Full of nothing but space
So very quiet
No one around
but old buildings ragged
and crumbled to the ground
A no man's land
Ghost town
A dog in a scrap yard
filled with old rusted metal
No running cars
Just remnants
Of what used to mean life
What was filled
with memories
adventure
love and fun
But the silence
and loneliness
prevails
I ask myself why
One million times
Painful tears
stream down
the soft ivory ...
big open fields
and old timey towns
Full of nothing but space
So very quiet
No one around
but old buildings ragged
and crumbled to the ground
A no man's land
Ghost town
A dog in a scrap yard
filled with old rusted metal
No running cars
Just remnants
Of what used to mean life
What was filled
with memories
adventure
love and fun
But the silence
and loneliness
prevails
I ask myself why
One million times
Painful tears
stream down
the soft ivory ...
532 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Jun 2016 2:26am
17th Jun 2016 2:26am
The thing about rivers
The piercing screams are still heard
in my silence
with my eyes squinted
streaming tears
as a river runs
down from somewhere
long across the depths
of forests
where no one can see or hear
the pains of someone lost
and shattered
Dumped into the unknown
There's something so sad
about a head tilted to the sky
followed with clenched teeth
and pressed moistened lips
A snotty nose
and throbbing chest
forgetting all the good
and innocence
that used to hold me together
The fight to stay is as harsh
as...
in my silence
with my eyes squinted
streaming tears
as a river runs
down from somewhere
long across the depths
of forests
where no one can see or hear
the pains of someone lost
and shattered
Dumped into the unknown
There's something so sad
about a head tilted to the sky
followed with clenched teeth
and pressed moistened lips
A snotty nose
and throbbing chest
forgetting all the good
and innocence
that used to hold me together
The fight to stay is as harsh
as...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Jun 2016 5:11am
8th Jun 2016 5:11am
The liars crown
A crown was accepted
Yet worn crooked
In doing so
Not seeming to commence
in the beginning
Nor in present form
Dying daily
Of suffocation
Taking shallow breaths
And smiling
Giving the people
Of society
The standard imitations
Of what it is to be normal
Facades....
We create meaningless power
To brag and draw in
As many naive followers
To drag amongst our lives
And corrupt their minds
With fictitious characters
Changing who we really are
Deep inside
Our being was
Said to be placed here ...
Yet worn crooked
In doing so
Not seeming to commence
in the beginning
Nor in present form
Dying daily
Of suffocation
Taking shallow breaths
And smiling
Giving the people
Of society
The standard imitations
Of what it is to be normal
Facades....
We create meaningless power
To brag and draw in
As many naive followers
To drag amongst our lives
And corrupt their minds
With fictitious characters
Changing who we really are
Deep inside
Our being was
Said to be placed here ...
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2016 5:07am
3rd Jun 2016 5:07am
Scorpio oh scorpio
Take heed in that last gurgled gasp for air
as your lungs struggle to balloon
My words never had the right meaning
to those embedded with ignorance's bliss
Shallow thoughts couldn't dare twist
into anything less than icy commentary
on my life in which you thought you knew
No scuffed remarks ever dampened my mood nor frightened my spirit
It's a shame it's too late to realize
that incidentally drowning is not in the least
bit exciting nor beneficial to me
but to silence the lectures and all the rumors
To deafen the voice and laughter from...
as your lungs struggle to balloon
My words never had the right meaning
to those embedded with ignorance's bliss
Shallow thoughts couldn't dare twist
into anything less than icy commentary
on my life in which you thought you knew
No scuffed remarks ever dampened my mood nor frightened my spirit
It's a shame it's too late to realize
that incidentally drowning is not in the least
bit exciting nor beneficial to me
but to silence the lectures and all the rumors
To deafen the voice and laughter from...
612 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Jun 2016 3:36am
1st Jun 2016 3:36am
Enough: No more, The end
My life is spiraling
In no certain direction
But in semi circles
Down winding roads
There is no rhythm
Nor rhyme
Not enough time
To comprehend
Or fathom
What's been bothering me
Enough is enough
Or so I've thought
And I've said it
Flaming arguments
And episodes of violence
Ran it's course
Pushing and pulling hair
Accidents from loss of balance
Heartache and paranoia
Insecurities
All the notifications
Provoking
Parts of us
Deep inside the gut
That spurts disgust
And anguish
the sour taste...
In no certain direction
But in semi circles
Down winding roads
There is no rhythm
Nor rhyme
Not enough time
To comprehend
Or fathom
What's been bothering me
Enough is enough
Or so I've thought
And I've said it
Flaming arguments
And episodes of violence
Ran it's course
Pushing and pulling hair
Accidents from loss of balance
Heartache and paranoia
Insecurities
All the notifications
Provoking
Parts of us
Deep inside the gut
That spurts disgust
And anguish
the sour taste...
520 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
10th May 2016 2:00pm
10th May 2016 2:00pm
Into dust
Brick by brick
The imaginary wall
I had built up
around my being
had slowly crumbled
to reality
No longer protecting
my inner person
The struggle
through all chaos
has managed
to break apart
so many pieces
of what used to be me
All fragments so
worn and rugged
Into dust
my ego disintegrates
into the earth
as if set free
but it was never there
My heart is swollen
from emotional abuse
and countless actions
or lack thereof
It swells to bleed out
its own emotions
coating in the process...
The imaginary wall
I had built up
around my being
had slowly crumbled
to reality
No longer protecting
my inner person
The struggle
through all chaos
has managed
to break apart
so many pieces
of what used to be me
All fragments so
worn and rugged
Into dust
my ego disintegrates
into the earth
as if set free
but it was never there
My heart is swollen
from emotional abuse
and countless actions
or lack thereof
It swells to bleed out
its own emotions
coating in the process...
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th May 2016 5:13am
8th May 2016 5:13am
Run or Leap?
Mildly salty tears travel
down my face
every night
from heartache
From loneliness
and neglect
something I wouldn't expect
from love
or relationship at best
but they stream
wildly
while creating
puffy wet eyes
and there I lay
never saying
goodbye
I often ask myself
"Why?"
Still...
Motionless..
whimpering..
until I'm too tired
then drift into a rest
In slumber
where everything
is okay...
Where troubles fade
It's a death
without commitment
An overdose
would...
down my face
every night
from heartache
From loneliness
and neglect
something I wouldn't expect
from love
or relationship at best
but they stream
wildly
while creating
puffy wet eyes
and there I lay
never saying
goodbye
I often ask myself
"Why?"
Still...
Motionless..
whimpering..
until I'm too tired
then drift into a rest
In slumber
where everything
is okay...
Where troubles fade
It's a death
without commitment
An overdose
would...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Apr 2016 4:00am
4th Apr 2016 4:00am
Human
The world casted darkness
down upon me
My life has been full of
shadows and trenches
filled with blood and filth
Rotten bodies of
my old self
and each painful
memory that I endured
As motionless as I thought I was
the skies did change
Moon let sun come out
and the sun would rise
and fall
As did I
The bath tub
and razor blades
were my best friends
Fighting them
were booze and drugs
when extreme sex wasn't enough
No bdsm
Or masochistic dreams
could long embody me
Goth and punk
came and went...
down upon me
My life has been full of
shadows and trenches
filled with blood and filth
Rotten bodies of
my old self
and each painful
memory that I endured
As motionless as I thought I was
the skies did change
Moon let sun come out
and the sun would rise
and fall
As did I
The bath tub
and razor blades
were my best friends
Fighting them
were booze and drugs
when extreme sex wasn't enough
No bdsm
Or masochistic dreams
could long embody me
Goth and punk
came and went...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
31st Mar 2016 6:39am
31st Mar 2016 6:39am
Alone
Whispering tears don't say enough
Do they?
If they all dried up and left me
pale and breathless
Would you then
care so much
as to put me first?
In my dying death
in years to come
or accidentally sooner than
expected
could you then see the pain
at last because it shows
outwardly?
Are my frustrations and doubt
and heartache
of unimportance
as invisible as I seem to you?
Am I not pretty enough
to stroke and touch
to hold before your...
Do they?
If they all dried up and left me
pale and breathless
Would you then
care so much
as to put me first?
In my dying death
in years to come
or accidentally sooner than
expected
could you then see the pain
at last because it shows
outwardly?
Are my frustrations and doubt
and heartache
of unimportance
as invisible as I seem to you?
Am I not pretty enough
to stroke and touch
to hold before your...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Mar 2016 4:54am
30th Mar 2016 4:54am
Farewell My body; My Flesh
Countless efforts led me stray
Into a blackened field
Of wildfire burnt hay
Emptiness would never yield
Upon my screaming echoes
I have came to release
In search of light and green Meadows
To lay and breathe with ease
Yet here I am and have surfaced
Deadlands beneath my feet
Ash flying through the air suggests
There be no life again to meet
None like before
To linger and adore
Yet memories soar
Into the atmosphere
My body; My flesh
From here
To there
My soul has managed to leave
Or that of...
Into a blackened field
Of wildfire burnt hay
Emptiness would never yield
Upon my screaming echoes
I have came to release
In search of light and green Meadows
To lay and breathe with ease
Yet here I am and have surfaced
Deadlands beneath my feet
Ash flying through the air suggests
There be no life again to meet
None like before
To linger and adore
Yet memories soar
Into the atmosphere
My body; My flesh
From here
To there
My soul has managed to leave
Or that of...
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