Submissions by Drieks
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Write or be written.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2022 00:15am
2nd Apr 2022 00:15am
Still
Apparently my family quite carelessly remarried me.
A fan of me allegedly, appeared to be a fantasy.
A sentiment I feel and love is warm and supple like cement.
Demented honey brains remember all the rules and chains I bent.
I thought of it. A lot of it.
I even went and bought a hit.
Arose to a level I never thought i’d be bothered with.
Smothered by a mother’s tit is hotter when I fought for it.
I oughta have a candle lit but rains will always parry it.
I would like,
very much,
to be treated,
with a touch.
So light....
A fan of me allegedly, appeared to be a fantasy.
A sentiment I feel and love is warm and supple like cement.
Demented honey brains remember all the rules and chains I bent.
I thought of it. A lot of it.
I even went and bought a hit.
Arose to a level I never thought i’d be bothered with.
Smothered by a mother’s tit is hotter when I fought for it.
I oughta have a candle lit but rains will always parry it.
I would like,
very much,
to be treated,
with a touch.
So light....
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
360 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Mar 2022 00:32am
18th Mar 2022 00:32am
Believe
If variety is the spice of life, my sobriety is
equivalent to rolling seven on a cubic dice.
Standing tall like united lice on laboratory
prisoned mice will sooth the soul and mute the sighs.
Goodbyes are poor receptions in disguise.
Wicked brainwaves are the cause of collateral damaging food trays.
Crowd sourced boo-rains are the sauce of cholesterol famished food chains.
Bury my lust, accept my death as yesterday’s bread crust. You must.
Just is pried. Farewells are nigh.
Follow me up to the...
equivalent to rolling seven on a cubic dice.
Standing tall like united lice on laboratory
prisoned mice will sooth the soul and mute the sighs.
Goodbyes are poor receptions in disguise.
Wicked brainwaves are the cause of collateral damaging food trays.
Crowd sourced boo-rains are the sauce of cholesterol famished food chains.
Bury my lust, accept my death as yesterday’s bread crust. You must.
Just is pried. Farewells are nigh.
Follow me up to the...
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
410 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
19th Feb 2022 00:34am
19th Feb 2022 00:34am
Thank you
Hello my fellow writer.
Every single syllable you choose seems to
make my day a bit brighter.
Makes my grip on life ever so slightly tighter.
I need this comfort. I ain’t no fighter.
You lift me up to deepen the fall.
You push me down to lengthen my crawl.
Express your beliefs in words for me.
Depress to achieve my love for sanity.
Carry my linguistic child.
Bear it and raise it strong ánd mild.
Marry my being. Rarely a feeling.
Numb is my rule of thumb.
Floors reflect my...
Every single syllable you choose seems to
make my day a bit brighter.
Makes my grip on life ever so slightly tighter.
I need this comfort. I ain’t no fighter.
You lift me up to deepen the fall.
You push me down to lengthen my crawl.
Express your beliefs in words for me.
Depress to achieve my love for sanity.
Carry my linguistic child.
Bear it and raise it strong ánd mild.
Marry my being. Rarely a feeling.
Numb is my rule of thumb.
Floors reflect my...
#love
#inspirational
#gratitude
308 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
30th Jan 2022 1:52am
30th Jan 2022 1:52am
Spiral
Down the spiral.
The moves I make appear to go viral.
Lemme shimmy on the high-low.
Packing highland rocks like Biffy Clyro.
High road.
My vote is to those who end life on a high note.
Fight mode.
Let it sink to the core of the match. I’m a pyro.
Maniac on crack. Fried from the hair-line down to the sack.
Lemme check.
Yeah, seems blacker than a color inverted cracker while preg.
My brain feels cloud-synced like a genius.
My plane sours route-hinged like a Prius.
Assigned to asylum, ranked...
The moves I make appear to go viral.
Lemme shimmy on the high-low.
Packing highland rocks like Biffy Clyro.
High road.
My vote is to those who end life on a high note.
Fight mode.
Let it sink to the core of the match. I’m a pyro.
Maniac on crack. Fried from the hair-line down to the sack.
Lemme check.
Yeah, seems blacker than a color inverted cracker while preg.
My brain feels cloud-synced like a genius.
My plane sours route-hinged like a Prius.
Assigned to asylum, ranked...
#drugs
#SelfDiscovery
340 reads
0 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
28th Jan 2022 11:46pm
28th Jan 2022 11:46pm
Sins
The mourns are incoherent to the ears of
newborn’s unicorn parents.
Blood stained feathers smeared across
cross wearing habits.
Cherish the tales of the salt and tears soaked sails.
Admire the sapphire look on drug filled pills.
Flee to the center of earth to seek happiness
and freedom since birth.
Resistance is futile, avoidance is key.
My sins are the cause of this blindness I see.
newborn’s unicorn parents.
Blood stained feathers smeared across
cross wearing habits.
Cherish the tales of the salt and tears soaked sails.
Admire the sapphire look on drug filled pills.
Flee to the center of earth to seek happiness
and freedom since birth.
Resistance is futile, avoidance is key.
My sins are the cause of this blindness I see.
#religion
#addiction
#surreal
428 reads
3 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
11th Jan 2022 10:32pm
11th Jan 2022 10:32pm
Veneno
#depression
#drugs
#addiction #support
#addiction #support
622 reads
7 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Dec 2021 3:52am
28th Dec 2021 3:52am
Vita
Fate will be settled in this final stage of battle.
Ravenous for change, stained enamel, no chance to realise, death never came by surprise.
Death was rather welcomed. Carried by smiles.
Set free of strains. Relief. Separated from reality.
Thief of your own sanity. Breathe.
Lungs filled with pure oxygen after exhaling vile anxiety.
——
What a terrible act to perform. What a display of weakness.
Derailed by crazed grey matter to even think about let alone seek this.
——
Sadly this is how many perceive...
Ravenous for change, stained enamel, no chance to realise, death never came by surprise.
Death was rather welcomed. Carried by smiles.
Set free of strains. Relief. Separated from reality.
Thief of your own sanity. Breathe.
Lungs filled with pure oxygen after exhaling vile anxiety.
——
What a terrible act to perform. What a display of weakness.
Derailed by crazed grey matter to even think about let alone seek this.
——
Sadly this is how many perceive...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#LifeStruggles
317 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
19th Dec 2021 2:49am
19th Dec 2021 2:49am
Cut off
Feathers express the weight I put in these letters.
Depress the rage I seem to have gathered.
Refresh the stage of pain and regret it.
Caress the craze of wealth without credit.
I wish I found the past to keep me from ‘had it’.
Phantom pains from your phantom parrot.
Voices ricochet of walls, thick as subreddits.
Plain in sight, still hidden, embedded.
These URLs are forward like meta.
Should’ve seen through it, shouldn’t have mattered.
The redder the heads, the fatter the cheddar.
Starvation...
Depress the rage I seem to have gathered.
Refresh the stage of pain and regret it.
Caress the craze of wealth without credit.
I wish I found the past to keep me from ‘had it’.
Phantom pains from your phantom parrot.
Voices ricochet of walls, thick as subreddits.
Plain in sight, still hidden, embedded.
These URLs are forward like meta.
Should’ve seen through it, shouldn’t have mattered.
The redder the heads, the fatter the cheddar.
Starvation...
#anxiety
#depression
473 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Nov 2021 3:46am
11th Nov 2021 3:46am
FREAK
Different.
Distinct.
Not the same as others.
Weird in many eyes I think…
A loner.
Yet so looked upon.
Eyes glued to my person.
Wanted.
Then quickly exchanged like a nearly expired food coupon.
What went wrong?
My heart skips beats like a 90s hiphop song.
My lies lay deep like a thickened vein on prom.
Where are these twisted thoughts coming from?
Mom, I’d like to be normal but I’m afraid even at this age
I’m still you “special” son.
I know you think it’s alright and I know that too...
Distinct.
Not the same as others.
Weird in many eyes I think…
A loner.
Yet so looked upon.
Eyes glued to my person.
Wanted.
Then quickly exchanged like a nearly expired food coupon.
What went wrong?
My heart skips beats like a 90s hiphop song.
My lies lay deep like a thickened vein on prom.
Where are these twisted thoughts coming from?
Mom, I’d like to be normal but I’m afraid even at this age
I’m still you “special” son.
I know you think it’s alright and I know that too...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#hurt
508 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Oct 2021 3:43pm
12th Oct 2021 3:43pm
Acid rain
Among the rain drops I walk.
Skin barely soaked while I talk
apparently to no one.
Alone yet so combined in my thoughts.
I choose to believe I’m being mocked
apparently by no one.
Acid rain for the people walking by.
Friendly faces warm the hearts we carry.
Cleaned spotless by tears on the inside.
Burning pains make our brains act wary.
Clouding our judgement, twisting our believes.
Amidst the reign we fell to our knees. ...
Skin barely soaked while I talk
apparently to no one.
Alone yet so combined in my thoughts.
I choose to believe I’m being mocked
apparently by no one.
Acid rain for the people walking by.
Friendly faces warm the hearts we carry.
Cleaned spotless by tears on the inside.
Burning pains make our brains act wary.
Clouding our judgement, twisting our believes.
Amidst the reign we fell to our knees. ...
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#politics
#MentalHealth
342 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2021 7:40am
23rd Sep 2021 7:40am
Snakes
I like to think I’m still awaiting the better fase.
My mind’s so clouded.
My brain’s completely shrouded.
Seems like I brought a hedge trimmer to a concrete maze.
I like crossing the road without looking both ways.
Might as well close my eyes.
Haven’t seen the sun for days.
I like to pretend I still care about the people
around me to witness their false hope.
It’s like being in a play with cheap actors
barely standing on wobbly chairs while I tighten the ropes.
Forced politeness is the greatest insult you’ll...
My mind’s so clouded.
My brain’s completely shrouded.
Seems like I brought a hedge trimmer to a concrete maze.
I like crossing the road without looking both ways.
Might as well close my eyes.
Haven’t seen the sun for days.
I like to pretend I still care about the people
around me to witness their false hope.
It’s like being in a play with cheap actors
barely standing on wobbly chairs while I tighten the ropes.
Forced politeness is the greatest insult you’ll...
#anger
#MentalHealth
#support
739 reads
12 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
29th Jul 2021 12:28pm
29th Jul 2021 12:28pm
The Girl in the Window - Part I
Hello?..
I see you appear and vanish ever so slow.
Can you see me?
Will you believe me?
-
Dad?
You have to believe me!
My mind is a mess but my eyes are perfectly fine!
-
I need to rest... he says...
One illness does not make me sick all over...
I feel fine.
These pills are dragging me down. Pulling me under.
I feel fine!!
One last peek before I attempt to sleep.
The girl is gone.
...
In her place stands a towering monster.
The next door...
I see you appear and vanish ever so slow.
Can you see me?
Will you believe me?
-
Dad?
You have to believe me!
My mind is a mess but my eyes are perfectly fine!
-
I need to rest... he says...
One illness does not make me sick all over...
I feel fine.
These pills are dragging me down. Pulling me under.
I feel fine!!
One last peek before I attempt to sleep.
The girl is gone.
...
In her place stands a towering monster.
The next door...
#children
#family
#abuse
#illness
#MentalHealth
347 reads
1 Comment
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