Submissions by IllMonk
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm still very new to all of this, but hi my name is Derek :p I'm just putting my life onto paper for others to open themselves to.
SELF POEM
Published
14th Jan 2018 11:24am
14th Jan 2018 11:24am
Warmth
Gliding through the surreal scape of my heart surrounded by stone walls thirty feet tall that may never fall to the empty husks of thoughts.
Feelings of regret for a closed off nature plague me still.
Falling, as I am.
It's been awhile since I've had another join me behind these walls I've built.
Wait.. What is that?
Warmth.
Feelings of regret for a closed off nature plague me still.
Falling, as I am.
It's been awhile since I've had another join me behind these walls I've built.
Wait.. What is that?
Warmth.
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jan 2018 2:41am
13th Jan 2018 2:41am
Thorns
I should be happy with your hand in mine.
Yet the feeling I have isnt hapiness.
It isn't the unexplanable feeling that nothing could go wrong in this imaginary room built on the foundation of our relationship.
Because this room may look nice on the outside but that can't fix the rotted supports or the broken floorboards on the inside.
The foundation of the room itself which has filled with not concrete but cracked emotions and hollow bones can't continue to hold so long as these feelings of distance dont let go.
Or at least thats what...
Yet the feeling I have isnt hapiness.
It isn't the unexplanable feeling that nothing could go wrong in this imaginary room built on the foundation of our relationship.
Because this room may look nice on the outside but that can't fix the rotted supports or the broken floorboards on the inside.
The foundation of the room itself which has filled with not concrete but cracked emotions and hollow bones can't continue to hold so long as these feelings of distance dont let go.
Or at least thats what...
417 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 4:04pm
12th Jan 2018 4:04pm
What Do I Want?
The more time goes by I open my eyes to the possibility that I'm more of the problem than I thought.
Through selfish acts of so called kindness and caring lies Ive fooled not only you but myself as well.
Between the sarcasm and backhanded insults lie insecurities.
Behind the standoffish appearance and nervous attitude is the desire to be needed.
Because darling it's been some time since I've felt the truth from the touch of another..
And this is not a cry for attention, or affection.
It's a lesson that what we feel from depression...
Through selfish acts of so called kindness and caring lies Ive fooled not only you but myself as well.
Between the sarcasm and backhanded insults lie insecurities.
Behind the standoffish appearance and nervous attitude is the desire to be needed.
Because darling it's been some time since I've felt the truth from the touch of another..
And this is not a cry for attention, or affection.
It's a lesson that what we feel from depression...
459 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 3:53pm
12th Jan 2018 3:53pm
A Choice
Was the choice I made correct?
Even the voice of time cant make it's mind
With the gentle clock ticks
I chose to dismiss her from my mind
A list of reasons why flooded my psyche
But to assess their validity is trying to assess my reality
The reality of the situation is most people would rather not think about it
So I shove it down
Further
Further
Further
Till I can no longer hear myself
Even the voice of time cant make it's mind
With the gentle clock ticks
I chose to dismiss her from my mind
A list of reasons why flooded my psyche
But to assess their validity is trying to assess my reality
The reality of the situation is most people would rather not think about it
So I shove it down
Further
Further
Further
Till I can no longer hear myself
473 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 7:55am
12th Jan 2018 7:55am
I'll be there for you
You always said you'd be there for me
But you have a funny way to show it..
Granted I haven't always been the best
But at least my promise wasnt ever put to the test
To lay to rest the negative stress Invested
In keeping you down.
And when nobody was there for you, or so you thought,
I was there.
And when you cried out saying you'd die alone from this curse of sadness that everybody doesnt get because they don't suffer it like you do..
I was there..
I was there to take on your burdens along with my own,...
But you have a funny way to show it..
Granted I haven't always been the best
But at least my promise wasnt ever put to the test
To lay to rest the negative stress Invested
In keeping you down.
And when nobody was there for you, or so you thought,
I was there.
And when you cried out saying you'd die alone from this curse of sadness that everybody doesnt get because they don't suffer it like you do..
I was there..
I was there to take on your burdens along with my own,...
520 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jan 2018 7:47am
12th Jan 2018 7:47am
Catch Myself
I like you more than I know I should.
Maybe it comes from my deep longing to be desired, as if I've never aquired that sort of feeling or inquired why I feel this feeling at all.
But its something
And we all fall every now and then but this pattern is becoming evident.
How every third step I trip again and how every time I fall in love I'm also falling out of love.
When I take that fact and do the math, I cancel out love to see past it and notice all I ever do is fall..
And call me crazy but in this mindset when I start to get lonely the only...
Maybe it comes from my deep longing to be desired, as if I've never aquired that sort of feeling or inquired why I feel this feeling at all.
But its something
And we all fall every now and then but this pattern is becoming evident.
How every third step I trip again and how every time I fall in love I'm also falling out of love.
When I take that fact and do the math, I cancel out love to see past it and notice all I ever do is fall..
And call me crazy but in this mindset when I start to get lonely the only...
565 reads
5 Comments
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