Submissions by DeeJaySee
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 8:33am
24th Feb 2015 8:33am
A Living Hell
I wake from a nightmare as I fake fight air,
my scared sight stares blind from bright glares
when the light swears that my nightmares
are right where I might bear a slight scare
or fright there...and hide clear of a life here
where strife tears and pains/affairs
bring knives near veins unawares....
loyal royal blue turns red when it hits the heir....
........And on this throne I die alone..........
my scared sight stares blind from bright glares
when the light swears that my nightmares
are right where I might bear a slight scare
or fright there...and hide clear of a life here
where strife tears and pains/affairs
bring knives near veins unawares....
loyal royal blue turns red when it hits the heir....
........And on this throne I die alone..........
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DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Apr 2012 3:58pm
10th Apr 2012 3:58pm
D.I.R.E.
It comes down to one point....
an exact spot within arms reach...
a place where a moment of
sharp pain is accepted and welcomed....
and again ... back to my cave...
where she is my power animal...
yet she destroys the very peace of
mind that gives her total power...
this existential suicide is controlled
and dictated by opposing forces...
Both at extremes and neither
ushering complete solace alone....
Sometimes I find myself praying that
my true innate self will emerge...
I long to open my eyes...
and gaze upon a reality with no...
an exact spot within arms reach...
a place where a moment of
sharp pain is accepted and welcomed....
and again ... back to my cave...
where she is my power animal...
yet she destroys the very peace of
mind that gives her total power...
this existential suicide is controlled
and dictated by opposing forces...
Both at extremes and neither
ushering complete solace alone....
Sometimes I find myself praying that
my true innate self will emerge...
I long to open my eyes...
and gaze upon a reality with no...
712 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Jan 2012 11:48pm
19th Jan 2012 11:48pm
Love All Fighting
Delusional masses peer through half-empty glasses...
on what a trained eye would call the world burning to ashes..
But with their blind eyes they sense harmony as it crashes...
Behind painted illusion walls caste by corporate fascist...
Fascists with placid distaste like an acid rain burns when it falls down upon LOWER classes...
An acid that flows like its gaseous yet it sticks to a floating dream like flypaper's molasses...
The land of opportunity "my ass" as the burden of my freedoms to be taken...
on what a trained eye would call the world burning to ashes..
But with their blind eyes they sense harmony as it crashes...
Behind painted illusion walls caste by corporate fascist...
Fascists with placid distaste like an acid rain burns when it falls down upon LOWER classes...
An acid that flows like its gaseous yet it sticks to a floating dream like flypaper's molasses...
The land of opportunity "my ass" as the burden of my freedoms to be taken...
789 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2012 6:36am
18th Jan 2012 6:36am
Modern Pharming
Lets talk about how the pharmaceuticals
How they have GROWN to cause harm as shootables
Like they were made for your arm dillutable
Is anyone feeling that this alarm is suitable???....
How they have GROWN to cause harm as shootables
Like they were made for your arm dillutable
Is anyone feeling that this alarm is suitable???....
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DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Jan 2012 6:13am
18th Jan 2012 6:13am
Dying Alone With You
I've heard that the devil dwells in murky water....
but I never believed it was true...
until one day I met his beautiful daughter...
I could have never been me without you...
Through the good times always ending bad
you were there in my arms to lift me....
but come the mourn of a night crazy spending had
I grew aware you were no longer with me...
I would give anything, EVERYthing to feel your warmth again
But I keep giving it all STILL today I lie cold
I'm done walking blindly defenseless until your storm ends...
Dying in your company...
but I never believed it was true...
until one day I met his beautiful daughter...
I could have never been me without you...
Through the good times always ending bad
you were there in my arms to lift me....
but come the mourn of a night crazy spending had
I grew aware you were no longer with me...
I would give anything, EVERYthing to feel your warmth again
But I keep giving it all STILL today I lie cold
I'm done walking blindly defenseless until your storm ends...
Dying in your company...
812 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2012 3:12pm
12th Jan 2012 3:12pm
Viscious Cycle
That girl, a hero~in my arms, but I shot her....
when my body is mostly made of water...
a point piercing inward turns my blood to wine...
so that in less than five I should be feeling fine...
But when reality comes, it makes me want more...
so I can get to the answers that I'm looking for...
only temporary relief, although I wish it would last...
This revolving door spinning creates a dream past...
My souls screams go unheard and fall on deaf ears....
I find my chemical serenity.. in this mind full of fear...
The present...
when my body is mostly made of water...
a point piercing inward turns my blood to wine...
so that in less than five I should be feeling fine...
But when reality comes, it makes me want more...
so I can get to the answers that I'm looking for...
only temporary relief, although I wish it would last...
This revolving door spinning creates a dream past...
My souls screams go unheard and fall on deaf ears....
I find my chemical serenity.. in this mind full of fear...
The present...
636 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 8:50pm
4th Jan 2012 8:50pm
Breaking Homes
Its sad that kids here grow up surrounded by addictions
its in the homeless on the streets, but its living in their homes
and they feel like its their fault but the truth is they're the victims
victims in the system of drug abuse, no broken bones....
just broken homes... and it makes me sick with hate to see it....
seeing through they eyes of a child born into this disease....
NO choice, if they could choose they'd see these parents wouldn't be fit...
and they wouldn't be kneeling here, begging of God to "Please".....
"Please help my...
its in the homeless on the streets, but its living in their homes
and they feel like its their fault but the truth is they're the victims
victims in the system of drug abuse, no broken bones....
just broken homes... and it makes me sick with hate to see it....
seeing through they eyes of a child born into this disease....
NO choice, if they could choose they'd see these parents wouldn't be fit...
and they wouldn't be kneeling here, begging of God to "Please".....
"Please help my...
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
4th Jan 2012 8:36pm
4th Jan 2012 8:36pm
GOD Is An ATOM
Understanding God through science happened so long ago...
but seeking like madmen to find a deeper meaning
peering with long steely eyes on galactic proportions
all of this spent,....yet still dissatisfied...
But what are we missing??
As seen through my eyes looking into a mirror on a lake...
I see it deep in my eyes, although I truly never will in reality...
for that glimpse of a moment of a particle in the center...
I understood and I felt peace...
But What am I missing???
Inside of myself yet outside for a moment I...
but seeking like madmen to find a deeper meaning
peering with long steely eyes on galactic proportions
all of this spent,....yet still dissatisfied...
But what are we missing??
As seen through my eyes looking into a mirror on a lake...
I see it deep in my eyes, although I truly never will in reality...
for that glimpse of a moment of a particle in the center...
I understood and I felt peace...
But What am I missing???
Inside of myself yet outside for a moment I...
668 reads
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