Submissions by GorgeousKiller
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 3:49am
3rd Nov 2013 3:49am
insane
the nightmares kick in.
my world starts to spin.
are they just in my head.
i never thought id be insane.
days pass by still no word from sin.
the little voices in my head.
tell me to be dead.
the drugs start to kick in.
while the knife slit my skin.
the blood flew down like a river.
then i shiver.
the nightmares were real.
i actily killed them.
now im dead. bang.
my world starts to spin.
are they just in my head.
i never thought id be insane.
days pass by still no word from sin.
the little voices in my head.
tell me to be dead.
the drugs start to kick in.
while the knife slit my skin.
the blood flew down like a river.
then i shiver.
the nightmares were real.
i actily killed them.
now im dead. bang.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
14th Sep 2013 8:18am
14th Sep 2013 8:18am
as long as i have my weed
when im high i don't feel pain.
my emotions go blank.
i feel happy but its not true.
its the chronic that makes me feel okay.
how every day i wake up wanting to be high.
i want to feel numb i hate all this pain.
school is hell when i don't smoke weed.
weed is my everything don't take it away from me.
its my way to feel free.
my brain is fried but thats okay.
all i wanna do is get high i just love the feel of the herb.
my friends think im addicted.
i dont care as long as i have my weed i dont care one bit.
my emotions go blank.
i feel happy but its not true.
its the chronic that makes me feel okay.
how every day i wake up wanting to be high.
i want to feel numb i hate all this pain.
school is hell when i don't smoke weed.
weed is my everything don't take it away from me.
its my way to feel free.
my brain is fried but thats okay.
all i wanna do is get high i just love the feel of the herb.
my friends think im addicted.
i dont care as long as i have my weed i dont care one bit.
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Jul 2013 7:00am
19th Jul 2013 7:00am
freak
summer heat.
sunny skies.
while a girl dies inside.
drinking away her emotions.
and smokeing up too feel some emotions.
lifes a nightmare when your alone.
that happy little girl turned into a emotionless freak
sunny skies.
while a girl dies inside.
drinking away her emotions.
and smokeing up too feel some emotions.
lifes a nightmare when your alone.
that happy little girl turned into a emotionless freak
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Jul 2013 5:39am
3rd Jul 2013 5:39am
Saitons hell pit
too forces got ripped apart.
bleed black die young.
thats how life is going to become
i feel rage and anger sadness i feel like my soul was ripped apart.
black blood is all that remains.
sharp claws stabbing into you.
although the emotionless darkness still hides in my shadow.
nothing remains inside but a little girl broken inside full of built up rage.
i never knew what death felt like till now
black dark clouds surrounds me.
death is calling calling calling....
down to hell being dragged by the feet by saiton himself.
down evil...
bleed black die young.
thats how life is going to become
i feel rage and anger sadness i feel like my soul was ripped apart.
black blood is all that remains.
sharp claws stabbing into you.
although the emotionless darkness still hides in my shadow.
nothing remains inside but a little girl broken inside full of built up rage.
i never knew what death felt like till now
black dark clouds surrounds me.
death is calling calling calling....
down to hell being dragged by the feet by saiton himself.
down evil...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Jun 2013 10:55pm
29th Jun 2013 10:55pm
BOOZE XD
the memories have faded
while time passed by.
what we have loved
is what we hate.
the thing we use to survive
will kill us.
the opportunitys
will pass us.
our hopes
will become dreams.
death
will become life.
the addiction
of you will destroy me.
so come on take a sip
get on the life full of booze
and insanity..
while time passed by.
what we have loved
is what we hate.
the thing we use to survive
will kill us.
the opportunitys
will pass us.
our hopes
will become dreams.
death
will become life.
the addiction
of you will destroy me.
so come on take a sip
get on the life full of booze
and insanity..
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Jun 2013 7:06am
24th Jun 2013 7:06am
certainly not me
gorgeous you are.
perfict in every way.
but cutting is your middle name.
its been forever since the blade touched your skin.
scars will never go away.
your perfict skin is now a war zone.
it used to be clean and free.
but nows it s cover with cuts and bruises you see.
you became that girl no one would ever cared for.
that anoyying little bitch thats ashamed of herself.
she wishes that she could just shut the fuck up for once thier is no point in talking no one really cares what you have to say.
push me down one more fucking time you will see this...
perfict in every way.
but cutting is your middle name.
its been forever since the blade touched your skin.
scars will never go away.
your perfict skin is now a war zone.
it used to be clean and free.
but nows it s cover with cuts and bruises you see.
you became that girl no one would ever cared for.
that anoyying little bitch thats ashamed of herself.
she wishes that she could just shut the fuck up for once thier is no point in talking no one really cares what you have to say.
push me down one more fucking time you will see this...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jun 2013 5:59am
18th Jun 2013 5:59am
i want to die. i want to die
gorgeous eyes cry so many times.
crying yourself to sleep whispering "i want to die" "i want to die" over and over again.
lies is all i hear.
lies.
lies.
lies.
trust is what i fear.
hope is never here.
red like roses flows down your wrist you promised never ever again.
you hit the vain now your in pain.
but your saved.
please listen for once.
im screaming silently i want to die. i want to die
the river is flowing. flowing. flowing.
but the river is red.surrounded by death.
your cold dead body lays on your bedroom...
crying yourself to sleep whispering "i want to die" "i want to die" over and over again.
lies is all i hear.
lies.
lies.
lies.
trust is what i fear.
hope is never here.
red like roses flows down your wrist you promised never ever again.
you hit the vain now your in pain.
but your saved.
please listen for once.
im screaming silently i want to die. i want to die
the river is flowing. flowing. flowing.
but the river is red.surrounded by death.
your cold dead body lays on your bedroom...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 5:32am
13th Jun 2013 5:32am
someone i never thought i would be
i turned into someone i never thought i would be.
i don't know what happened but this is not me.
booze and weed and pop-pen plls to get thrills.
but down inside im not alive.
iv became someone i never thought i would be.
i cry nd cry.
but somehow i love this lifestyle.
never thought i would say this but im a druggie.
i used to get good marks and never skipped.
now i don't even give a shit.
all i care about is getting high or drunk.
im turning into a slut.
i used to ware cloths that looked good.
now i ware skimpy trasy cloths to show my tits...
i don't know what happened but this is not me.
booze and weed and pop-pen plls to get thrills.
but down inside im not alive.
iv became someone i never thought i would be.
i cry nd cry.
but somehow i love this lifestyle.
never thought i would say this but im a druggie.
i used to get good marks and never skipped.
now i don't even give a shit.
all i care about is getting high or drunk.
im turning into a slut.
i used to ware cloths that looked good.
now i ware skimpy trasy cloths to show my tits...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
26th May 2013 9:12am
26th May 2013 9:12am
judge mental place
laying in bed just like every night.
as i reach for my pipe.
open my jewelry box and grab some weed.
going out side to feel free.
go to my smoking spot in the trees.
inhale hold it in... exhale.
i feel a buzz ahh i feel right.
do the same thing again and again till the bowl is done.
no one understands why i do this.
its because sometimes i need to escape.
from this judge mental place
as i reach for my pipe.
open my jewelry box and grab some weed.
going out side to feel free.
go to my smoking spot in the trees.
inhale hold it in... exhale.
i feel a buzz ahh i feel right.
do the same thing again and again till the bowl is done.
no one understands why i do this.
its because sometimes i need to escape.
from this judge mental place
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SELF POEM
Published
25th May 2013 00:22am
25th May 2013 00:22am
daddy im sorry :(
i keep quiet when days like this happen.
siting in a corner shaking.
i can still feel my jaw in pain.
my head is throbbing.
daddy im sorry.
im sorry im sorry.
but you never listen to me.
im just your punching bag.
you wish i was dead.
you tell me im not the daughter you never wanted.
you tell me you dont love me anymore.
but i guess its true who would want to love me?
im just full of issues im just a no good druggie.
i wish i was normal but im not
im sorry for everything i put you through.
im just as worthless as a penny ... to you
siting in a corner shaking.
i can still feel my jaw in pain.
my head is throbbing.
daddy im sorry.
im sorry im sorry.
but you never listen to me.
im just your punching bag.
you wish i was dead.
you tell me im not the daughter you never wanted.
you tell me you dont love me anymore.
but i guess its true who would want to love me?
im just full of issues im just a no good druggie.
i wish i was normal but im not
im sorry for everything i put you through.
im just as worthless as a penny ... to you
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DRUGS POEM
Published
20th May 2013 11:52pm
20th May 2013 11:52pm
waiting to die
the memories fade the time passes by.
i sit in my room all alone taking hit after hit pill after pill shot after shot.
the only thing i remember was sitting in the dark waiting to die.
the room gets blurry while time passes by.
my mother walks in then she starts to fade.
i wake up in the bathroom again just waiting to die
i wonder what happened to the good old times.
when i was happy not wanting to die
i sit in my room all alone taking hit after hit pill after pill shot after shot.
the only thing i remember was sitting in the dark waiting to die.
the room gets blurry while time passes by.
my mother walks in then she starts to fade.
i wake up in the bathroom again just waiting to die
i wonder what happened to the good old times.
when i was happy not wanting to die
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STORY POEM
Published
14th May 2013 4:15am
14th May 2013 4:15am
stripper stripper on the pole
stripper stripper on the pole.
why do you live this way?
dancing half nude in front of old gross men.
you could of been more than that.
you could of been a doctor ? or even a vet ?
but instead you live in a shitty apartment.
all alone no one to love.
but you your drugs??
stripper stripper on the pole.
im gonna be that stripper on that pole.
im headed no ware in life.
but at least i have my drugs :)
to keep me safe at night.
im dumb ass stupid girl.
whos brain is fried.
and is gonna end up on a pole .. :(
why do you live this way?
dancing half nude in front of old gross men.
you could of been more than that.
you could of been a doctor ? or even a vet ?
but instead you live in a shitty apartment.
all alone no one to love.
but you your drugs??
stripper stripper on the pole.
im gonna be that stripper on that pole.
im headed no ware in life.
but at least i have my drugs :)
to keep me safe at night.
im dumb ass stupid girl.
whos brain is fried.
and is gonna end up on a pole .. :(
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