Submissions by Floydmattew (FloydMathew)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
10th Feb 2017 8:56am
10th Feb 2017 8:56am
I'll Always Be Yours
Tonight I lay awake reading old text messages. Text messages from the girl I still love till no end. This girl was so perfect so beautiful that i drove myself to be some one that I hated. I was so afraid of losing her that I became a controlling asshole of what some might call a "boyfriend". By not wanting to loser her I drove her away. By not wanting to lose her I cut the very last string that was not only holding "us" together but what was holding me together. This young lady will always have my heart. Not a day goes by that i dont contemplate the things I should have done. Im sorry that I...
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DARK POEM
Published
25th Oct 2016 4:40am
25th Oct 2016 4:40am
Pills
How many pills should i take? One or two? My brain screams "Fuck it lets see this one through" I down the whole bottle and sit and wait. Until my eyes become so heavy i can barely stay awake. I close my eyes and count to ten. Never to see the light of day again.
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2016 6:57pm
14th Sep 2016 6:57pm
The Bullets End
As i sit here staring at the wall. Thinking about how my life is such a lull.
Dont know really where to begin. But i know exactly where it will end. A gun pressed tightly against my chest. With one finger laying at rest. It begins to tighten up. And bang there goes the hammer speeding up. My lifes potential has reached zero. Because i will never be anyones hero. This life is coming to an end. Therefore another one can begin. My life was grand my life was great. But my lows always outway the greats. This will be the last message i send. Goodbye now i see the bullets end.
Dont know really where to begin. But i know exactly where it will end. A gun pressed tightly against my chest. With one finger laying at rest. It begins to tighten up. And bang there goes the hammer speeding up. My lifes potential has reached zero. Because i will never be anyones hero. This life is coming to an end. Therefore another one can begin. My life was grand my life was great. But my lows always outway the greats. This will be the last message i send. Goodbye now i see the bullets end.
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2016 10:16pm
23rd Feb 2016 10:16pm
Bumper cars
You and me we're bumper cars... The more I try to get to you the more we fall apart... Round and round we chase the Sparks... But all that seems to lead to is a pile of broken parts... We're bumper cars... Bumper cars...
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Feb 2016 4:43am
17th Feb 2016 4:43am
It's my life
Into the darkness so deep and hollow I travel. It feels like oblivion with no start or end. As I walk through this tomb I feel as if someone is watching me. The hair starts to rise on the back of my neck. I feel like a caged animal with no where to run. As I'm spinning frantically I touch something. It yells. I thought I was alone in this torture. But to my own thoughts this creature arises and swallows me whole and sucks me into an even worse hell. A hell so imaginable Dantes depiction seems like a paradise. This hell is burning the heavens and the earth. Soon there wil be nothing but...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Feb 2016 9:20pm
16th Feb 2016 9:20pm
Bending but not braking
As I lay awake fighting with myself. Of what to do to make this thing work. To compromise but not to be walked on. To bend but not brake. To meet the limit but not to exceed it. This is the struggle of relationships. Bending but not braking is the hardest thing you will ever try to overcome but once you get there you will forever be happy. I hope soon I can reach this point because my significant other has already reached it. I love you Cira.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Feb 2016 4:32am
16th Feb 2016 4:32am
My maker at last
As I sit and watch the rain collect on the pain.
I wonder how much it will take before it falls down like the tears running down my face. For I am in pain. My heart feels swollen. Only 3 more days to live. That is what the doctor told me. The tumor is swelling and there is nothing they can do. This mass that is feeding off my life is slowly killing its host. That is all I am anymore nothing but a host of which this parasite live off of. My life is coming to an end. I hope I gave you all memories in which you will cherish throughout the years. For one more day has reached its last and now...
I wonder how much it will take before it falls down like the tears running down my face. For I am in pain. My heart feels swollen. Only 3 more days to live. That is what the doctor told me. The tumor is swelling and there is nothing they can do. This mass that is feeding off my life is slowly killing its host. That is all I am anymore nothing but a host of which this parasite live off of. My life is coming to an end. I hope I gave you all memories in which you will cherish throughout the years. For one more day has reached its last and now...
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Feb 2016 9:05pm
15th Feb 2016 9:05pm
My life...
Has anyone else found themself waiting?
Waiting on that one moment where you feel you belong.
If this moment never comes then where do you belong?
In Heaven?
In Hell?
Who is to say?
This life is full of questions that have no answer.
It is up to you to find that answer.
And make it your life.
Waiting on that one moment where you feel you belong.
If this moment never comes then where do you belong?
In Heaven?
In Hell?
Who is to say?
This life is full of questions that have no answer.
It is up to you to find that answer.
And make it your life.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th Feb 2016 7:39pm
15th Feb 2016 7:39pm
The suicide letter that became my life.
This life means nothing It's what comes after that means everything. This life is useless. The only purpose for this life is to spread the word of Jesus through the world. I think I can do that through suicide. My life was meant to end to save the lives of others. This is the way to live up to my purpose on this earth. Is suicide a sin? I don't believe it is. Especially not the way I am doing it. I love the lord he is my savior. I hope you all can see that. My life is nearing its end. I hope that I get to see my makers face when I get where I'm going.
Love FloydMattew
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