Submissions by Leaton (Half Cab Heel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
More of a song writer, just experimenting.
SONG LYRICS
Published
2nd Apr 2013 8:14pm
2nd Apr 2013 8:14pm
Very Bad Things
I like to steal
I want to kill
Sometimes I do very bad things
But
I've got my fears
And
You've got yours too
I just take pride in not knowing mine
Hey
What was your name?
Nevermind
I dont give a good goddamn
All
I wanna know
Is
Where you're gonna go
When it comes down to last call
I want to kill
Sometimes I do very bad things
But
I've got my fears
And
You've got yours too
I just take pride in not knowing mine
Hey
What was your name?
Nevermind
I dont give a good goddamn
All
I wanna know
Is
Where you're gonna go
When it comes down to last call
747 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Mar 2013 9:55pm
8th Mar 2013 9:55pm
Spin Spun
Drink me down, I'll soothe your sorrow
Pour me out, and now you're hollow
Spin
Spin
Spin
And now you're spun
Isn't liver murder fun!?
Shots and bombs and waves of ale
Puke
Puke
Puke
And now you're pale
Sleep a sleep without a dream
Wake up
Wake up
It's half past three
Pour me out, and now you're hollow
Spin
Spin
Spin
And now you're spun
Isn't liver murder fun!?
Shots and bombs and waves of ale
Puke
Puke
Puke
And now you're pale
Sleep a sleep without a dream
Wake up
Wake up
It's half past three
753 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Feb 2013 7:20pm
15th Feb 2013 7:20pm
Concussed
Are you haunted?
How’s your head?
A fall like that should’ve left you dead
Are you rigid?
Are you cold?
Be more careful, you’re getting old
Snip, stitch here
Snip, stitch there
86 stitches, they had to cut your hair
Cat scan time in X-rayville
Diagnosis: a thousand pills
Pop, pop here
Pop, vomit there
All part of the wear and tear
How’s your head?
A fall like that should’ve left you dead
Are you rigid?
Are you cold?
Be more careful, you’re getting old
Snip, stitch here
Snip, stitch there
86 stitches, they had to cut your hair
Cat scan time in X-rayville
Diagnosis: a thousand pills
Pop, pop here
Pop, vomit there
All part of the wear and tear
726 reads
2 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
12th Feb 2013 6:10pm
12th Feb 2013 6:10pm
Rogue (acoustic)
894 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 8:51pm
4th Feb 2013 8:51pm
Heroin
Stoic
Sullen
Statuesque
The blood runs cold through her clay-like flesh
But the magic in her veins
Will keep her warm and sane
Until it runs out
Time to fiend again
Its a never ending cycle
Cant stop
But she'd like to
You know that poison has its way
Of keeping thoughts at bay
So as she sinks into that fold-out heaven
Her mind's too clouded have learned a lesson
Sullen
Statuesque
The blood runs cold through her clay-like flesh
But the magic in her veins
Will keep her warm and sane
Until it runs out
Time to fiend again
Its a never ending cycle
Cant stop
But she'd like to
You know that poison has its way
Of keeping thoughts at bay
So as she sinks into that fold-out heaven
Her mind's too clouded have learned a lesson
874 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 8:43pm
4th Feb 2013 8:43pm
Puppet
I'm cozy in this cave
chained to my chair
shadows are good company
they dance and sway
I stare
chained to my chair
shadows are good company
they dance and sway
I stare
687 reads
3 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
4th Feb 2013 5:15am
4th Feb 2013 5:15am
Rogue
948 reads
3 Comments
SONG LYRICS
Published
3rd Feb 2013 4:54pm
3rd Feb 2013 4:54pm
Late
On Tuesday the rent was due
But I didnt have money so I sold my shoes
Now I'm hungry and barefoot
Yet somehow in a good mood
I sold my pancreas too
Now I've really got nothing to lose
Except my liver
So lets do another shot or two
But I didnt have money so I sold my shoes
Now I'm hungry and barefoot
Yet somehow in a good mood
I sold my pancreas too
Now I've really got nothing to lose
Except my liver
So lets do another shot or two
729 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Feb 2013 4:48pm
3rd Feb 2013 4:48pm
Siren
Caustic and course
Putrid yet pretty
Her indigo hair
Her tattooed body
Velvet skin
Awful smile
I wish we'd never met
Putrid yet pretty
Her indigo hair
Her tattooed body
Velvet skin
Awful smile
I wish we'd never met
660 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2013 2:44am
30th Jan 2013 2:44am
Static
There's static in my brain
but it keeps me warm and semi-sane
why is my mind polluted?
because I wash it in acid rain
it doesnt make sense to change
not when everything else seems to stay the same
when I die I hope they make me a ghost so I can dance on my own grave
but it keeps me warm and semi-sane
why is my mind polluted?
because I wash it in acid rain
it doesnt make sense to change
not when everything else seems to stay the same
when I die I hope they make me a ghost so I can dance on my own grave
679 reads
1 Comment
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