Submissions by ExercisingDemons
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction Most of my works that I'm proud of are long chorus focused poems, the vast majority of my fav's would be on the first page when my poems are filtered by LONGEST. Though I often write shorter ones written loosely on how I'm feeling that day, Fun, cathardic
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Nov 2020 7:25pm
25th Nov 2020 7:25pm
Where I Stand
How deep into space am I intimate with?
How far into time do I respect?
Which nations' pasts do I admire?
Whom do I love?
What kind of god am I?
How far into time do I respect?
Which nations' pasts do I admire?
Whom do I love?
What kind of god am I?
#universe
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DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Dec 2019 00:54am
24th Dec 2019 00:54am
Winter comes
When I pass, I will hardly be remembered at all,
besides by my parents, one sibling, a cat and four walls
and even they will remember me as
distant and dull.
In my wake lay a list of missed calls,
a bottle and some anonymous scrawls,
plus pictures from my past, that have all been
scrunched into balls. Death's shadow grows tall
as the light recedes.
My early twenties have sprung me into my fall,
Soon Deceased
I'm full throttle with everything I can haul
picking up speed and aimed straight for a wall.
I'm sick
and simply see...
besides by my parents, one sibling, a cat and four walls
and even they will remember me as
distant and dull.
In my wake lay a list of missed calls,
a bottle and some anonymous scrawls,
plus pictures from my past, that have all been
scrunched into balls. Death's shadow grows tall
as the light recedes.
My early twenties have sprung me into my fall,
Soon Deceased
I'm full throttle with everything I can haul
picking up speed and aimed straight for a wall.
I'm sick
and simply see...
#frustration
262 reads
7 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
11th Dec 2019 11:30pm
11th Dec 2019 11:30pm
Dazed today
Felt like writing earlier,
since then I've dispensed my inspiration
into a couple of tin cans
and abandoned the sensation.
Lost my train of thought, at
least the desire lingers,
so let me exercise my brain
through the dancing of fingers, the
confession of my triggers,
my obsession with the crippling
thought that the universe's time line
is so ultimately bigger
then them red and black figures
representing digits
that we all aim to reconfigure.
Rather than gain soul, love and knowledge,
that save...
since then I've dispensed my inspiration
into a couple of tin cans
and abandoned the sensation.
Lost my train of thought, at
least the desire lingers,
so let me exercise my brain
through the dancing of fingers, the
confession of my triggers,
my obsession with the crippling
thought that the universe's time line
is so ultimately bigger
then them red and black figures
representing digits
that we all aim to reconfigure.
Rather than gain soul, love and knowledge,
that save...
#spiritual
#money
237 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Oct 2019 10:39pm
2nd Oct 2019 10:39pm
true
I no longer long to look into the dark,
only follow my heart.
Had I only known from the start,
I wouldn't stand on a soul
torn so apart.
Now I only aim to sow these scars
amidst these flows that form these bars.
Stranded. I've worked so hard,
though now I'm looked upon as lazy,
but when life get's this hazy
it's the smallest things that bring the greatest pain,
I'm lost in daydream.
Goals to be the greatest,
fading,
so though
it
may seem,
I ain't trying my best,
I'm stressed and...
only follow my heart.
Had I only known from the start,
I wouldn't stand on a soul
torn so apart.
Now I only aim to sow these scars
amidst these flows that form these bars.
Stranded. I've worked so hard,
though now I'm looked upon as lazy,
but when life get's this hazy
it's the smallest things that bring the greatest pain,
I'm lost in daydream.
Goals to be the greatest,
fading,
so though
it
may seem,
I ain't trying my best,
I'm stressed and...
#despair
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1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Sep 2019 3:47pm
13th Sep 2019 3:47pm
Y O U
I've tried to pop in a couple times,
you’re never home.
You lent me a hand, your breath has been my wind.
For now, Ill just write this poem.
Even if I never see you again, forever a friend.
All the stories penned and verbally vented,
I wonder, do you still know em?
I shared my life with you
and now I can't even get a hold.
Still, I miss you and wish you luck,
but I pray you’re not trying to duck
and just happen to be out when I
pull up in the truck. Maybe Ill
walk next time,
cover up the peep hole
and steer clear of...
you’re never home.
You lent me a hand, your breath has been my wind.
For now, Ill just write this poem.
Even if I never see you again, forever a friend.
All the stories penned and verbally vented,
I wonder, do you still know em?
I shared my life with you
and now I can't even get a hold.
Still, I miss you and wish you luck,
but I pray you’re not trying to duck
and just happen to be out when I
pull up in the truck. Maybe Ill
walk next time,
cover up the peep hole
and steer clear of...
#confusion
219 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Aug 2019 3:58am
26th Aug 2019 3:58am
Feeling funny
I've been gone a couple minutes and I'm sorry for that.
Been hitting walls, smoking spliffs and rolling up in night caps.
A dangerous persona, as a matter of fact..
I don't wanna say it all but I've been pressed against my back,
feeling two feet tall, with no wheels for the track.
Demons long been appealing,
forever seizing any hope for the will that I lack.
I'm feeling twisted, torn up, and sprinkled over embers.
You wish me well, the hell inside me burns your wishes up
and sends them back to the sender.
I've so long been on this...
Been hitting walls, smoking spliffs and rolling up in night caps.
A dangerous persona, as a matter of fact..
I don't wanna say it all but I've been pressed against my back,
feeling two feet tall, with no wheels for the track.
Demons long been appealing,
forever seizing any hope for the will that I lack.
I'm feeling twisted, torn up, and sprinkled over embers.
You wish me well, the hell inside me burns your wishes up
and sends them back to the sender.
I've so long been on this...
#sadness
234 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2019 6:45pm
2nd Jul 2019 6:45pm
Petrified
I’m slowly learning that I’m not a poet just because I rhyme.
I didn’t even know it, what a shock to find out that
I couldn’t go toe to toe with you while you were sick
and I was in my prime.
I used to think this flow was sick,
now I see it flows as smooth as muck or grime.
Sand paper oozing from a twisted mind
into riffs and lines. Tales of tiffs, spliffs
and shit I did for dimes.
Poor and blind, trying to stumble on what I pine.
Not that there’s something that I seek,
It’s dreams the meek are pleased to find.
Right now I just need...
I didn’t even know it, what a shock to find out that
I couldn’t go toe to toe with you while you were sick
and I was in my prime.
I used to think this flow was sick,
now I see it flows as smooth as muck or grime.
Sand paper oozing from a twisted mind
into riffs and lines. Tales of tiffs, spliffs
and shit I did for dimes.
Poor and blind, trying to stumble on what I pine.
Not that there’s something that I seek,
It’s dreams the meek are pleased to find.
Right now I just need...
#shame
#confusion
254 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Jun 2019 10:27pm
20th Jun 2019 10:27pm
A gun
A gun
a rope
choked brain.
Rum
some coke
a sharp blade.
A bridge
a roof
a display.
A lie
a truth
explained.
A tie
used
old age.
The icy
snow
cold flame.
A man
explodes
road rage.
Lovers
hate
engaged.
Hope
withers
away.
a rope
choked brain.
Rum
some coke
a sharp blade.
A bridge
a roof
a display.
A lie
a truth
explained.
A tie
used
old age.
The icy
snow
cold flame.
A man
explodes
road rage.
Lovers
hate
engaged.
Hope
withers
away.
#dark
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2019 7:25pm
17th Jun 2019 7:25pm
Determined to fail
I have the means to mean well
but stay mean, in unseen stealth
to feed demons that hide beneath shell,
conceding my health
draining my wealth
Just because i don't see you
doesn't mean i don't wish you well
in wishing wells, I'm the star you
wished upon that silently fell.
I need help, but won't receive help.
Dodge calls, texts and emails
I cry for beached whales
as they wave goodbye to white sails.
A mer-male amongst mean waves
where wind gales, this is my tale.
Soul been...
but stay mean, in unseen stealth
to feed demons that hide beneath shell,
conceding my health
draining my wealth
Just because i don't see you
doesn't mean i don't wish you well
in wishing wells, I'm the star you
wished upon that silently fell.
I need help, but won't receive help.
Dodge calls, texts and emails
I cry for beached whales
as they wave goodbye to white sails.
A mer-male amongst mean waves
where wind gales, this is my tale.
Soul been...
#dark
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4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Jun 2019 8:47am
8th Jun 2019 8:47am
Talk to me
You told me you were ashamed of your pain
and didn't want to share or complain
because of how you were acutely aware that
you'd be another burden on my brain.
Let me be clear, if you are hurting as much as
I fear, I only wish to help you maintain.
Death is near us all and I would rather fall now
then play deaf to one I love as she
desperately calls out for help in the realm of the vane.
A sister to me, you've dragged me through
mud and out flames.
Spill your guts as you please, I came to appease
and help you squeeze out...
and didn't want to share or complain
because of how you were acutely aware that
you'd be another burden on my brain.
Let me be clear, if you are hurting as much as
I fear, I only wish to help you maintain.
Death is near us all and I would rather fall now
then play deaf to one I love as she
desperately calls out for help in the realm of the vane.
A sister to me, you've dragged me through
mud and out flames.
Spill your guts as you please, I came to appease
and help you squeeze out...
#love
#kindness
#friendship
#TimeHeals
#healing
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5 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
8th Jun 2019 3:06am
8th Jun 2019 3:06am
King
No boasts of strength,
just feats that defeat enemies
who cross this gate.
A beast of old, here to
dominate the modern age.
Big or small, trespass
and fall prey to fists of rage.
Unfit for cage,
you approach and I'll annihilate.
A massive monster,
that packs of savages
gather in mass to offer
human tribute to.
Be it triumph on the mind,
if I'm the one you find
you may just hum another tune
or fall victim to delirium and
die soon, I am strength imbued....
just feats that defeat enemies
who cross this gate.
A beast of old, here to
dominate the modern age.
Big or small, trespass
and fall prey to fists of rage.
Unfit for cage,
you approach and I'll annihilate.
A massive monster,
that packs of savages
gather in mass to offer
human tribute to.
Be it triumph on the mind,
if I'm the one you find
you may just hum another tune
or fall victim to delirium and
die soon, I am strength imbued....
#love
#beauty
#death #nature
#death #nature
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0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Jun 2019 10:55pm
7th Jun 2019 10:55pm
Caverns
Never really had a home.
Wandering confused in the catacombs,
worshipping the rocks and bones.
Hanging off stalactites
and the wisdom of rats,
birds and bats that back away
from cat fights to take in the
sights and write about their nights
in the most magnetic of poems.
I only hope that I can get to know them.
An odd one,
with a piss stained mattress.
Set fire with the bic
and retire to dreams producing pit stains,
dizzy thinking of some actress.
She is water and I'm a hollow
want to be cactus, I could ...
Wandering confused in the catacombs,
worshipping the rocks and bones.
Hanging off stalactites
and the wisdom of rats,
birds and bats that back away
from cat fights to take in the
sights and write about their nights
in the most magnetic of poems.
I only hope that I can get to know them.
An odd one,
with a piss stained mattress.
Set fire with the bic
and retire to dreams producing pit stains,
dizzy thinking of some actress.
She is water and I'm a hollow
want to be cactus, I could ...
#FeelingLost
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3 Comments
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