Submissions by MaKayla_Grace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
31st Mar 2017 2:36pm
31st Mar 2017 2:36pm
Goodbye
My blade no longer
numbs the pain
and neither does
the Mary-Jane
I cut deeper
than ever before
call up my dealer
and try to score
For all my loved ones
this is a harsh goodbye
I can't live this life
I must die..
-M.G.J-
numbs the pain
and neither does
the Mary-Jane
I cut deeper
than ever before
call up my dealer
and try to score
For all my loved ones
this is a harsh goodbye
I can't live this life
I must die..
-M.G.J-
675 reads
7 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2017 2:33pm
28th Mar 2017 2:33pm
One Night Stand
They left the party early
going back to his house,
thinking he was getting lucky
with his hands up her blouse.
The front seat of his car
sitting at a red light,
she was kissing his neck
then everything went white.
They were hit head on
by a big red truck,
he was at the bar with them
and he was pretty drunk.
All three people
dead on scene,
to bad it wasn't
just a fucked up dream.
What they had in mind
didn't go as planned,
that was the end
of their one night...
going back to his house,
thinking he was getting lucky
with his hands up her blouse.
The front seat of his car
sitting at a red light,
she was kissing his neck
then everything went white.
They were hit head on
by a big red truck,
he was at the bar with them
and he was pretty drunk.
All three people
dead on scene,
to bad it wasn't
just a fucked up dream.
What they had in mind
didn't go as planned,
that was the end
of their one night...
629 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Mar 2017 2:16pm
27th Mar 2017 2:16pm
Little Pink Lighter
All good things
must come to and end,
especially after
a seven day binge.
All the hits
you helped me take,
you sacrificed yourself
for my sake.
You were strong
you were a fighter,
then your flame burned out
goodbye little pink lighter.
-M.G.J-
must come to and end,
especially after
a seven day binge.
All the hits
you helped me take,
you sacrificed yourself
for my sake.
You were strong
you were a fighter,
then your flame burned out
goodbye little pink lighter.
-M.G.J-
816 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Mar 2017 3:21pm
24th Mar 2017 3:21pm
Scars
Scars on the outside
are nothing to those within,
just simple red lines
left on the skin.
So color it scarlet
and paint it white,
something to remind you
of what wasn't right.
-M.G.J-
are nothing to those within,
just simple red lines
left on the skin.
So color it scarlet
and paint it white,
something to remind you
of what wasn't right.
-M.G.J-
646 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Mar 2017 2:10pm
24th Mar 2017 2:10pm
Nobody
You always say nobody
listens to you
but in reality
people do.
You always say
nobody misses you
but I know
that isn't true
You always say
nobody loves you
but you can't answer
when I ask who.
When you think you have nobody
wait and see
and you will realize
that nobody is me.
-M.G.J.-
(Inspired by Destiny Keplinger)
listens to you
but in reality
people do.
You always say
nobody misses you
but I know
that isn't true
You always say
nobody loves you
but you can't answer
when I ask who.
When you think you have nobody
wait and see
and you will realize
that nobody is me.
-M.G.J.-
(Inspired by Destiny Keplinger)
624 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2017 11:58pm
23rd Mar 2017 11:58pm
An Empty Girl
An empty room
an empty girl,
sitting silently
on the floor
Sleeves rolled up
exposing skin,
she drags the blade
and presses in
The pain it brings
cannot compare,
the joy she feels
will soon be there
It's worth the scars
that will never heal,
for just a moment
not to feel.
-M.G.J-
an empty girl,
sitting silently
on the floor
Sleeves rolled up
exposing skin,
she drags the blade
and presses in
The pain it brings
cannot compare,
the joy she feels
will soon be there
It's worth the scars
that will never heal,
for just a moment
not to feel.
-M.G.J-
818 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2017 1:54pm
23rd Mar 2017 1:54pm
One True Love
Smoke, smoke, smoke
to get high.
Hit the pipe
it's time to fly.
Eyes wide open
it's the middle of the night.
Come morning time
the sun shines bright.
Pupils big
as the sky above.
Dope became her
one true love.
She yells and screams
I'm tired of this shit.
Lights the flame
takes one more hit.
She gets paranoid
and starts to pace.
While she picks at
bugs on her face.
Things are getting weird
and she's starting to tweak.
Then she realizes ...
to get high.
Hit the pipe
it's time to fly.
Eyes wide open
it's the middle of the night.
Come morning time
the sun shines bright.
Pupils big
as the sky above.
Dope became her
one true love.
She yells and screams
I'm tired of this shit.
Lights the flame
takes one more hit.
She gets paranoid
and starts to pace.
While she picks at
bugs on her face.
Things are getting weird
and she's starting to tweak.
Then she realizes ...
875 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2017 1:17pm
23rd Mar 2017 1:17pm
My Brother
The day was to bright
so he hid from the sun,
in his dark mansion
he had a loaded gun.
Waiting for death
it was his next mission,
his fingers were placed
in perfect position.
He raised the gun
up to his head,
he was scared of life
so he chose death instead.
He pulled the trigger
and fired the shot,
dropping the gun
the barrel still hot.
And in that split second
before he died
I swear I saw it
my brother cried.
-M.G.J-
so he hid from the sun,
in his dark mansion
he had a loaded gun.
Waiting for death
it was his next mission,
his fingers were placed
in perfect position.
He raised the gun
up to his head,
he was scared of life
so he chose death instead.
He pulled the trigger
and fired the shot,
dropping the gun
the barrel still hot.
And in that split second
before he died
I swear I saw it
my brother cried.
-M.G.J-
572 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2017 1:14pm
22nd Mar 2017 1:14pm
My Pipe
Sleepless nights
laying in bed
horrible nightmares
replay in my head
All the things
I shouldn't of done
but all I wanted
was to have
some fun
I got high
so I could feel
I don't think
it was a big deal
But I lost my
family and my friends
I just want
this all to end
I am broken
I'm a mess
all because
I smoked some meth
I thought crystal
was my best friend
but in reality
it was the beginning of the end
I hit rock...
laying in bed
horrible nightmares
replay in my head
All the things
I shouldn't of done
but all I wanted
was to have
some fun
I got high
so I could feel
I don't think
it was a big deal
But I lost my
family and my friends
I just want
this all to end
I am broken
I'm a mess
all because
I smoked some meth
I thought crystal
was my best friend
but in reality
it was the beginning of the end
I hit rock...
952 reads
6 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2017 1:08pm
22nd Mar 2017 1:08pm
Tweakin' (Based On A True Story)
It's 3am and
he hasn't gone to bed
he chose to stay up
and get high instead
He's tweakin' out his window
through the crack in this curtain
he thought he heard something
but he isn't certain
It's like somebody's out there
sneaking around
he swears he hears them..
there! what's that sound?
He thinks it's the feds
they're out there again
they're watching him close
to see where he's been
He thinks there's one
no there's three!
there's two on the ground
and one...
he hasn't gone to bed
he chose to stay up
and get high instead
He's tweakin' out his window
through the crack in this curtain
he thought he heard something
but he isn't certain
It's like somebody's out there
sneaking around
he swears he hears them..
there! what's that sound?
He thinks it's the feds
they're out there again
they're watching him close
to see where he's been
He thinks there's one
no there's three!
there's two on the ground
and one...
756 reads
2 Comments
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