Submissions by IHate_BlackEye (Chuymonster)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I’ve lived through a few suicide attempts and I’m starting to think maybe I’m immortal, as a punishment for all I’ve done...and to all I’ve hurt.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Oct 2016 2:37pm
18th Oct 2016 2:37pm
Hedonistic drug, war draft
The further I push, the harder it gets
Obsessive depression ahead I'll repress
Double pump fist my head with some lead
Blowing my brains with a pencil and page
Pressure the finger tips firm to my Temples
Tempted to "push" as we struggle and fend
Never learned to swim let alone measure depth
I consider myself blind I lack perception of debt
Mariana my guide, the bitch etched it in sand
I'm digging a trench, drowning doggy paddle in hand
But nothing I do keeps me from reverting back
Speachless and sleepless becoming a...
Obsessive depression ahead I'll repress
Double pump fist my head with some lead
Blowing my brains with a pencil and page
Pressure the finger tips firm to my Temples
Tempted to "push" as we struggle and fend
Never learned to swim let alone measure depth
I consider myself blind I lack perception of debt
Mariana my guide, the bitch etched it in sand
I'm digging a trench, drowning doggy paddle in hand
But nothing I do keeps me from reverting back
Speachless and sleepless becoming a...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2016 10:42am
10th Oct 2016 10:42am
Hustled to hustle
You never really know what you got until it's long gone
Some even find themselves singing the same damn song
There's a dark time in my life I repeatedly ride
It's nothing I'm proud of so I conceal it and hide
I wish this was a metaphor with field of flowers, bitches and riches
But I stride with a wife through meadows of sugar rocks and snow covered beaches
I would creep and crawl sneaking through the shadows while she's at home sleeping
Swimming in an ocean soaked in honey dew peaches
It's a shame when the games end in the seasons by treason
The...
Some even find themselves singing the same damn song
There's a dark time in my life I repeatedly ride
It's nothing I'm proud of so I conceal it and hide
I wish this was a metaphor with field of flowers, bitches and riches
But I stride with a wife through meadows of sugar rocks and snow covered beaches
I would creep and crawl sneaking through the shadows while she's at home sleeping
Swimming in an ocean soaked in honey dew peaches
It's a shame when the games end in the seasons by treason
The...
758 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Sep 2016 9:34am
9th Sep 2016 9:34am
Trip on Grace
Life is constantly changing
One day it's amazing
Next it's overwhelming
Only to wonder off aimlessly
Crawling, waddling, and walking
Every life changing moment pushing forward and catching momentum that's perpetual like waves that motion the ocean.
Racing to each place quickening your pace but once you finish it's all a waste.
Everyone makes mistakes and some repeat them like retracing a palm to face.
I see self awareness consume people by hair, they see wind or rain and get scared.
But I understand how image sells, it's how your noticed everywhere. ...
One day it's amazing
Next it's overwhelming
Only to wonder off aimlessly
Crawling, waddling, and walking
Every life changing moment pushing forward and catching momentum that's perpetual like waves that motion the ocean.
Racing to each place quickening your pace but once you finish it's all a waste.
Everyone makes mistakes and some repeat them like retracing a palm to face.
I see self awareness consume people by hair, they see wind or rain and get scared.
But I understand how image sells, it's how your noticed everywhere. ...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
31st Jul 2016 4:11am
31st Jul 2016 4:11am
iDos! (Revise)
Hello there, laying so seductive.
Get inside me, your self destructive.
Your love alone has killed the pain.
Giving me hope and numb the strain.
The way I feel with you can heal.
Honestly I never want it to be real.
Punching holes the size of dimes inside my mind for every time I crossed the line
The tick tock from the clock won't stop
Melodic knock that swings and rocks.
You never showed me love at all.
But when your around I trip and fall.
My face is numb from all the pain.
I hate the way you never stay.
Mirage that's...
Get inside me, your self destructive.
Your love alone has killed the pain.
Giving me hope and numb the strain.
The way I feel with you can heal.
Honestly I never want it to be real.
Punching holes the size of dimes inside my mind for every time I crossed the line
The tick tock from the clock won't stop
Melodic knock that swings and rocks.
You never showed me love at all.
But when your around I trip and fall.
My face is numb from all the pain.
I hate the way you never stay.
Mirage that's...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jul 2016 00:51am
21st Jul 2016 00:51am
Rest, less...rain
I don't sleep, therefore I don't dream
Rem less realm of relentless rain
You'd think they'd make a drain for such a day
Sounds hypnotic from time to time i can't complain...
Soothing patter of running thoughts
Overthinking what you need, don't mind if you get lost in thought
Distraction washes outlined carcasses attempting rest only to toss
unfortunate for us because the carvings permanent inside your thoughts
Hopes turn to failure, and some failures lose hope
The less hope a failure has, damn shame if they fail the hopeless path
Sure the problems...
Rem less realm of relentless rain
You'd think they'd make a drain for such a day
Sounds hypnotic from time to time i can't complain...
Soothing patter of running thoughts
Overthinking what you need, don't mind if you get lost in thought
Distraction washes outlined carcasses attempting rest only to toss
unfortunate for us because the carvings permanent inside your thoughts
Hopes turn to failure, and some failures lose hope
The less hope a failure has, damn shame if they fail the hopeless path
Sure the problems...
593 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Nov 2015 00:04am
28th Nov 2015 00:04am
Forever caramelized
I love you and your caramel eyes
I love you, like feline to a ball of twine
I love you, like fine wine and white lines
I love you, like to pass the time and watch sunrise, like rising tides make people blind, wash away the stumbling steps and hands that set, when only what I knew I would regret, to drink so drunk just to forget, yet you have made me spill my chest. Treasure every moment when, I spent it with you there and then.
I love you, like forever never came or went.
Forever sweet, my love is caramelized.
I love you, like feline to a ball of twine
I love you, like fine wine and white lines
I love you, like to pass the time and watch sunrise, like rising tides make people blind, wash away the stumbling steps and hands that set, when only what I knew I would regret, to drink so drunk just to forget, yet you have made me spill my chest. Treasure every moment when, I spent it with you there and then.
I love you, like forever never came or went.
Forever sweet, my love is caramelized.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 11:32pm
16th Aug 2015 11:32pm
Blade tactics
In the bathroom again for a confession
Yelling at mirrors with aggression
Your just obsessing over your projection
Feelings neglected for your protection
Making love with no connection
No one to call your possession
We argue alone it's so pathetic
Does that make you schizophrenic
Symptoms attack us as we panic
Heavy breathing like asthmatic
These thoughts might be erratic
But here you are again back at it
No restraint because we lack it
Covered in blood and dramatic
Picking scabs like a crack addict
Then tomorrow blending into...
Yelling at mirrors with aggression
Your just obsessing over your projection
Feelings neglected for your protection
Making love with no connection
No one to call your possession
We argue alone it's so pathetic
Does that make you schizophrenic
Symptoms attack us as we panic
Heavy breathing like asthmatic
These thoughts might be erratic
But here you are again back at it
No restraint because we lack it
Covered in blood and dramatic
Picking scabs like a crack addict
Then tomorrow blending into...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2015 11:16pm
16th Aug 2015 11:16pm
Weak for weeks and repeat
I'm a man with many weaknesses
I become weak at the knees
I fall for 2 weeks or more
I become weak hearted
I'll love you for weeks
But love isn't for the weak
I'll subconsciously push you away by sharing my weaknesses
I'll sit there and listen to your weaknesses without judgment
I'll share my most private poetry explaining my weaknesses
Building something for weeks
And like I said before
I'm too weak to commit myself for weeks
So I guess I'm just a weak boy
Or maybe a week boy
I become weak at the knees
I fall for 2 weeks or more
I become weak hearted
I'll love you for weeks
But love isn't for the weak
I'll subconsciously push you away by sharing my weaknesses
I'll sit there and listen to your weaknesses without judgment
I'll share my most private poetry explaining my weaknesses
Building something for weeks
And like I said before
I'm too weak to commit myself for weeks
So I guess I'm just a weak boy
Or maybe a week boy
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DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2015 1:38am
2nd Aug 2015 1:38am
E-static
Feel the shake and quake of all the bass up in your face that makes you feel like Michael J.
Everywhere you gaze amazed by the array of lazer lights that go for days pointing every single way, leaves you speechless at these raves, then you'll leave and speak about it everyday.
I lack a lot of etiquette, knowledge seemed irrelevant, instead injested elements, speak of drugs so eloquent, from when or where to how and when's, which ones mix or end at death
If there's a lesson to be learned then I want to fucking know it
I might hate it I might love it but I'll...
Everywhere you gaze amazed by the array of lazer lights that go for days pointing every single way, leaves you speechless at these raves, then you'll leave and speak about it everyday.
I lack a lot of etiquette, knowledge seemed irrelevant, instead injested elements, speak of drugs so eloquent, from when or where to how and when's, which ones mix or end at death
If there's a lesson to be learned then I want to fucking know it
I might hate it I might love it but I'll...
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