Submissions by DreamingMetrist (BrandonH)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Well, that was short-lived
You cheated on me,
that doesn't really surprise me
after only two months
commitment isn't guaranteed
but I think it's funny
how your eyes sparkle
when you cry and beg me back
as if we had love in the first place?
We were dating, not soul mates
so don't expect me to breakdown
and take you back, needing you in my life
despite your indiscretions
That is pathetic, have some respect
for yourself and the one you are trying to be with
think of that next time your flat on your back
with a mans dick between your legs
who...
that doesn't really surprise me
after only two months
commitment isn't guaranteed
but I think it's funny
how your eyes sparkle
when you cry and beg me back
as if we had love in the first place?
We were dating, not soul mates
so don't expect me to breakdown
and take you back, needing you in my life
despite your indiscretions
That is pathetic, have some respect
for yourself and the one you are trying to be with
think of that next time your flat on your back
with a mans dick between your legs
who...
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Lonely Nights
Sometimes I regret leaving home
it's little things
like thinking of mamma's cooking
or the scent of sunshine wafting by
It's a cold place where I live now
but they tell me it get's better
just have to wait until spring
On lonely nights that seems and eternity away
darkness wraps itself around me
always with a somber embrace
these are times I wish the most
that you were here with me
I wish you could have lived to laugh
those thoughts always haunt me
If you were here, you'd be three
playful and joyous
brightening my...
it's little things
like thinking of mamma's cooking
or the scent of sunshine wafting by
It's a cold place where I live now
but they tell me it get's better
just have to wait until spring
On lonely nights that seems and eternity away
darkness wraps itself around me
always with a somber embrace
these are times I wish the most
that you were here with me
I wish you could have lived to laugh
those thoughts always haunt me
If you were here, you'd be three
playful and joyous
brightening my...
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Broken
My brain is broken
so the psychiatrist says
bipolar-disorder
caused by building stress
I respect his knowledge
but I can't help but feel
slandered
this is not me
I swear it
this up and down
happy and sad shit
it's just confused emotions
tossed together
trying to fight their way for dominance
I know what caused my disease
but the solutions offered
are almost insulting
Since when have pills become the cure-all?
I can fix my own problems
all I need is to acknowledge them
and take it one step at a time ...
so the psychiatrist says
bipolar-disorder
caused by building stress
I respect his knowledge
but I can't help but feel
slandered
this is not me
I swear it
this up and down
happy and sad shit
it's just confused emotions
tossed together
trying to fight their way for dominance
I know what caused my disease
but the solutions offered
are almost insulting
Since when have pills become the cure-all?
I can fix my own problems
all I need is to acknowledge them
and take it one step at a time ...
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Frosted Morning
I drove out today
Away from it all
The clutter
the noise
the city lights
and drove
I don't know how long
But I needed to go
I finally found a place
that looked right
that had fresh air
tall dense forest
wandering un-laid paths
the frost crunches underneath my boots
as I climb over the guard rail
and down
into the sparkling forest
to breath in pine
and be surrounded
by nothing man-made
I see my breath before me
as the sun creeps over the horizon
I can't see it
but I can feel it
A small comfort ...
Away from it all
The clutter
the noise
the city lights
and drove
I don't know how long
But I needed to go
I finally found a place
that looked right
that had fresh air
tall dense forest
wandering un-laid paths
the frost crunches underneath my boots
as I climb over the guard rail
and down
into the sparkling forest
to breath in pine
and be surrounded
by nothing man-made
I see my breath before me
as the sun creeps over the horizon
I can't see it
but I can feel it
A small comfort ...
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Sunday Morning
Sundays are my favorite
Quiet mornings with coffee in hand
Putting on socks to avoid chilly
hard wood floors
My dogs is ready to go
pawing his leash as I get ready
for a trip down to the dog park
It's cold this time of year
I bundle us both up
not caring that people say
dressing dogs is ridiculous
He's not used to the north
so fuck off
Head out into the crisp morning
frost delicately covering barren trees
and head down to the park
Just Schmo and I
Quiet mornings with coffee in hand
Putting on socks to avoid chilly
hard wood floors
My dogs is ready to go
pawing his leash as I get ready
for a trip down to the dog park
It's cold this time of year
I bundle us both up
not caring that people say
dressing dogs is ridiculous
He's not used to the north
so fuck off
Head out into the crisp morning
frost delicately covering barren trees
and head down to the park
Just Schmo and I
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Barely Living
Another birthday goes by
And Daddy still misses you
He deleted all his poems
because they were painful
But now what does he do?
He writes yet another poem for you
Maybe because you're always in my thoughts
Tearing me apart and making me beg
Mercy would have taken me the day you died
Yet,
Unfortunately I'm still here
Alive, but barely living.
And Daddy still misses you
He deleted all his poems
because they were painful
But now what does he do?
He writes yet another poem for you
Maybe because you're always in my thoughts
Tearing me apart and making me beg
Mercy would have taken me the day you died
Yet,
Unfortunately I'm still here
Alive, but barely living.
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