Submissions by LongTubiFree (JustinSizemore)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Twisted and unusual, frequently called weird and awkward.
Get a knife
Get a better knife,
cut a throat, get a wetter life.
Get a butter knife
cut a soul and get a gutter life.
Get broken knife,
cut a tongue, get an unspoken life.
Get a dull knife
cut a heart and get a full life.
cut a throat, get a wetter life.
Get a butter knife
cut a soul and get a gutter life.
Get broken knife,
cut a tongue, get an unspoken life.
Get a dull knife
cut a heart and get a full life.
#dark
#funny
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Maybe
Maybe he was right
maybe I shouldn't fight,
just give in and let it all wash away,
give in and live to see another day
after all, even if I fight what does it change?
Maybe he was right, maybe it doesn't change
but maybe, if I die, it will mean something
but how can I push the boundaries
and escape the human foundry?
One versus many, frail and alone
skin versus bone,
one will break
and one will escape
Maybe, just maybe, he was wrong...
maybe I shouldn't fight,
just give in and let it all wash away,
give in and live to see another day
after all, even if I fight what does it change?
Maybe he was right, maybe it doesn't change
but maybe, if I die, it will mean something
but how can I push the boundaries
and escape the human foundry?
One versus many, frail and alone
skin versus bone,
one will break
and one will escape
Maybe, just maybe, he was wrong...
#dark
#abuse
#humankind
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Moon dust
In God we trust', famous words for common man,
Giving the stars to the sun in exchange for moon dust,
never forgiving but always trying to trust.
Maybe one day the astronaut
will leave his lofty, heavenly abode
and find his place amongst the stars on
the boulevard, where our dreams
we do so casually discard.
Moon dust in your eye
trust in God and swallow the lie,
you'll go far kid
the bottom does have no end after all,
Trust God and embrace your fall.
Giving the stars to the sun in exchange for moon dust,
never forgiving but always trying to trust.
Maybe one day the astronaut
will leave his lofty, heavenly abode
and find his place amongst the stars on
the boulevard, where our dreams
we do so casually discard.
Moon dust in your eye
trust in God and swallow the lie,
you'll go far kid
the bottom does have no end after all,
Trust God and embrace your fall.
#politics
#LifeStruggles
#universe #rhyming
#universe #rhyming
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Memories of a person who never existed
Ever get the itch in the back of your mind?
Looking for a person you know you'll never find?
Maybe it's our heart trying to create our ideal loves,
or maybe it's the universe trying on ideas like gloves.
So far as you know, you never cease to be
or increase in commodity.
So don't be afraid to be you,
because ultimately, no one will remember to
celebrate the ones who never were.
Looking for a person you know you'll never find?
Maybe it's our heart trying to create our ideal loves,
or maybe it's the universe trying on ideas like gloves.
So far as you know, you never cease to be
or increase in commodity.
So don't be afraid to be you,
because ultimately, no one will remember to
celebrate the ones who never were.
#dark
#universe
#funny
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Monsters
Our monsters no longer wear a uniform,
no, they rarely look out of norm
our monsters are no longer a certain race
now, our monsters share a common face
our monsters no longer live amongst sand and caves
now our monsters are ones we once saved
our monsters are we
and our monsters now long to be free.
no, they rarely look out of norm
our monsters are no longer a certain race
now, our monsters share a common face
our monsters no longer live amongst sand and caves
now our monsters are ones we once saved
our monsters are we
and our monsters now long to be free.
#LifeStruggles
#historical
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