Submissions by Dreamboy
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
after this
Should have faced facts
from the
get go.
Try to
open a door,
and it ain't that
simple.
Always
laughing
about
the things
that tear you
apart
and its
all that you
want
after this.
These obsessive
"parlor tricks"
Prove you're
safe
from this.
Prove you said
how you felt,
and the map will
tilt
as we spin
and we
spin
and on and on
it goes
after this.
Maybe a part of me
wants to
give...
from the
get go.
Try to
open a door,
and it ain't that
simple.
Always
laughing
about
the things
that tear you
apart
and its
all that you
want
after this.
These obsessive
"parlor tricks"
Prove you're
safe
from this.
Prove you said
how you felt,
and the map will
tilt
as we spin
and we
spin
and on and on
it goes
after this.
Maybe a part of me
wants to
give...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#FeelingLost
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look back
Showed up at
my place
But I knew that
you would
And we both said
some things
That we both knew we
probably shouldn't
And
I digress
It was a hateful act
of aggression
On my end
and for that
And for that
I guess I knew
this was it.
I guess I knew it was time
to call it quits
When the moon went by I
swear it felt like it
didn't.
I think that
time
stood still
But we both knew
where we were
headed
my place
But I knew that
you would
And we both said
some things
That we both knew we
probably shouldn't
And
I digress
It was a hateful act
of aggression
On my end
and for that
And for that
I guess I knew
this was it.
I guess I knew it was time
to call it quits
When the moon went by I
swear it felt like it
didn't.
I think that
time
stood still
But we both knew
where we were
headed
#LifeChangingMoment
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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reflect
So you should have gone and done it
a different way.
Admittedly.
Wasn’t your
best trick-
To jump and have it all
come back
on you
like this,
it’s an unfamiliar term
of measurement.
Loss.
Grief.
It’s heavy -
it’s black
it’s as mad
as a bag of
cats
and it haunts me
and to no end
and of no importance
it will continue
to claw at me.
And if I don’t make light of
such a tragic event,
in the end,
it will utterly
destroy me.
a different way.
Admittedly.
Wasn’t your
best trick-
To jump and have it all
come back
on you
like this,
it’s an unfamiliar term
of measurement.
Loss.
Grief.
It’s heavy -
it’s black
it’s as mad
as a bag of
cats
and it haunts me
and to no end
and of no importance
it will continue
to claw at me.
And if I don’t make light of
such a tragic event,
in the end,
it will utterly
destroy me.
#satirical
#confessional
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The What-Ifs
I see you
crawling
from under
the fingernail
you were pressed against.
Against that and the wall,
soften up a bit,
toughen up,
soften up a bit,
toughen up.
I can’t even tell
the difference
between the paths
you laid out
these days.
Why waste words
when you can
swallow it
and let it shelf
your need
to make the most
of your
post haste?
We’ll be crawling along
the molding
in no time,
tip-tapping
skittering
harder...
crawling
from under
the fingernail
you were pressed against.
Against that and the wall,
soften up a bit,
toughen up,
soften up a bit,
toughen up.
I can’t even tell
the difference
between the paths
you laid out
these days.
Why waste words
when you can
swallow it
and let it shelf
your need
to make the most
of your
post haste?
We’ll be crawling along
the molding
in no time,
tip-tapping
skittering
harder...
#anxiety
#courage
#disappointment
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the truth
Are you sick of me now, and
are you sick of me
now?
Can you keep yourself
together
long enough to try
to talk this out?
Would you ask a hurricane
to quietly
pass through town,
don't wanna sit it out.
I wanna smash up Fences that you built up
around my -
HEART is like an
empty vessel
built just to get
smashed up.
Something is telling me
you don't even give a fuck.
So are you sick of me now,
or what the hell is
going on?
are you sick of me
now?
Can you keep yourself
together
long enough to try
to talk this out?
Would you ask a hurricane
to quietly
pass through town,
don't wanna sit it out.
I wanna smash up Fences that you built up
around my -
HEART is like an
empty vessel
built just to get
smashed up.
Something is telling me
you don't even give a fuck.
So are you sick of me now,
or what the hell is
going on?
#anger
#SelfHarm
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faith
Having something to say
doesn't mean that
I have something
I mean
to share with
you
But I know
you want me to.
I have a one-liner
saved just for you,
girl
My heart beats
out of my
caved-in chest
and I think
its a test
of faith,
whether or not I'll be
coming home
with you.
And I can't stress about it
until it starts
to ache.
Because you know
how that shit always ends up.
More meaningless sex
and nostalgic tricks
up her sleeve;
I...
doesn't mean that
I have something
I mean
to share with
you
But I know
you want me to.
I have a one-liner
saved just for you,
girl
My heart beats
out of my
caved-in chest
and I think
its a test
of faith,
whether or not I'll be
coming home
with you.
And I can't stress about it
until it starts
to ache.
Because you know
how that shit always ends up.
More meaningless sex
and nostalgic tricks
up her sleeve;
I...
#love
#sex
#nostalgia
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Map of the Mountain
Just bottle it up inside of
your heart
And your bones
will grow
around the hole
Its science
and we all
and we all knew that
as a matter of fact
we did overthink these things
through and through.
Now this was between
me and you
standing ground with a
reflective surface
to drown out the
noiseless
fingers you've pointed around;
we all know who painted
this part of
the town.
We all know that.
We learned it
too fast.
We were taught
to make swords...
your heart
And your bones
will grow
around the hole
Its science
and we all
and we all knew that
as a matter of fact
we did overthink these things
through and through.
Now this was between
me and you
standing ground with a
reflective surface
to drown out the
noiseless
fingers you've pointed around;
we all know who painted
this part of
the town.
We all know that.
We learned it
too fast.
We were taught
to make swords...
#happiness
#dark
#memories
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Alcohol
Let the wave
wash over me
and pull me through
unscathed.
Steadfast,
pushing on,
like the top of the ladder,
the highest rung.
Keep me moving on.
And keep me tethered together
and pray my
seams
won't run.
wash over me
and pull me through
unscathed.
Steadfast,
pushing on,
like the top of the ladder,
the highest rung.
Keep me moving on.
And keep me tethered together
and pray my
seams
won't run.
#alcohol
#addiction
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spill
Way too fast now,
try to
slow down.
Can’t see past,
this mirror’s
one-faced
now.
Outside looking in,
I'm locked out,
I think I’m
drawing a blank
now.
Prescriptions -
better make
sense of it.
These things
we carry just
add to the
stress.
It’s depressing me.
I put on a good face
but
these days,
that’s not
so
easy.
Way too fast,
this fucking machine
is crazy.
I want off.
Spaced out somewhere
in...
try to
slow down.
Can’t see past,
this mirror’s
one-faced
now.
Outside looking in,
I'm locked out,
I think I’m
drawing a blank
now.
Prescriptions -
better make
sense of it.
These things
we carry just
add to the
stress.
It’s depressing me.
I put on a good face
but
these days,
that’s not
so
easy.
Way too fast,
this fucking machine
is crazy.
I want off.
Spaced out somewhere
in...
#sadness
#memories
#nostalgia
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stuck
Scared to come
out of my room -
listen.
Breathe in.
And walk out.
Taking tolls on me.
An ever growing
emptiness -
my eyes
glaze over and
that's it.
out of my room -
listen.
Breathe in.
And walk out.
Taking tolls on me.
An ever growing
emptiness -
my eyes
glaze over and
that's it.
#anxiety
#evil
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silver lining
My arms have
stretched
way past
this point.
Now I'm
locked inside
of a false
silver lining.
My answers
are questions
I'm too scared
to ask
myself.
You've mastered
a dead tongue,
but how does
a live one
treat you?
Dig him up.
Pull his tongue
out.
Give this
dog
a throw away piece of
something to eat.
I think I'm
falling asleep
finally.
stretched
way past
this point.
Now I'm
locked inside
of a false
silver lining.
My answers
are questions
I'm too scared
to ask
myself.
You've mastered
a dead tongue,
but how does
a live one
treat you?
Dig him up.
Pull his tongue
out.
Give this
dog
a throw away piece of
something to eat.
I think I'm
falling asleep
finally.
#sadness
#ghosts
#poverty
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last night
Living on shifted sand
We knew it'd happen
We saw the crash landing
Make it my last night
Make it my last night
Music night at the opera.
"Me me me"
Take a shot of some vodka
And try not to seem so mispleased with
every little bitty thing
Make it my last night
Make it my last night
We knew it'd happen
We saw the crash landing
Make it my last night
Make it my last night
Music night at the opera.
"Me me me"
Take a shot of some vodka
And try not to seem so mispleased with
every little bitty thing
Make it my last night
Make it my last night
#funny
#TruthOfLife
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