Submissions by Miasmic-Asylum
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My name's Miasmic Asylum I write more than just poetry but I'm just trying to get myself out there. I love writing and I like to receive criticism on my writing.
Phonetic
Phonetic
Forgive the false pretenses of flags flown faking.
Friday fatigue forever existing.
Framed fates read fatal fables.
Fears freeze after feasts.
Faith fades breaking faults.
Fax fond fangs for feeding.
Forgive the false pretenses of flags flown faking.
Friday fatigue forever existing.
Framed fates read fatal fables.
Fears freeze after feasts.
Faith fades breaking faults.
Fax fond fangs for feeding.
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Feverish
Feverish
Feverish and Frozen
let me be not of the norm
please speak to me
make me smile like before
do not leave me sweating up a storm
tears are one of my latest fears
for the pain is easy to stop when I listen to the rain
fall on me I beg
like a drunk to a keg
the sweetest of the light
shines bright to show me the path of right
paladins kill but in the name of truth
but what about the dead man Booth
if I can justify what is a lie
then you can tell a spell to make me sleep
just promise me one thing
make my dreams...
Feverish and Frozen
let me be not of the norm
please speak to me
make me smile like before
do not leave me sweating up a storm
tears are one of my latest fears
for the pain is easy to stop when I listen to the rain
fall on me I beg
like a drunk to a keg
the sweetest of the light
shines bright to show me the path of right
paladins kill but in the name of truth
but what about the dead man Booth
if I can justify what is a lie
then you can tell a spell to make me sleep
just promise me one thing
make my dreams...
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No Service
No Service
Where are you?
Please I need you.
I miss you, come back.
I’m begging you.
I don’t want you to go.
I need you here.
I need your help.
I’m unhappy, I’m crying.
I can’t even hear you anymore.
I’m in so much pain.
I need you to fix me.
I don’t want to need you.
You make me feel wanted, special.
I smile when you smile.
I cry when you cry.
You make me feel amazing.
You yourself are amazing.
Damn I think I’m drooling.
I’m waiting for you.
Where are you?
Where are you?
Please I need you.
I miss you, come back.
I’m begging you.
I don’t want you to go.
I need you here.
I need your help.
I’m unhappy, I’m crying.
I can’t even hear you anymore.
I’m in so much pain.
I need you to fix me.
I don’t want to need you.
You make me feel wanted, special.
I smile when you smile.
I cry when you cry.
You make me feel amazing.
You yourself are amazing.
Damn I think I’m drooling.
I’m waiting for you.
Where are you?
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Forever Embraced
Forever Embraced
Don’t you Ever let go
I’m counting the seconds
for me to see I love you.
Oh I love you!
Do you love me too?
God knows I’m selfish
Fuck it shit happens
I can’t change the way I think
I feel like I mean something now.
You’re the most amazing thing
better than any scene
I don’t need fantasy when I got you.
You can be my daydream come to life
every waking minute you’re on my mind.
All my dreams are filled to the brim
I can’t stand to be away from you
Life isn’t so grim when I see your grin.
The...
Don’t you Ever let go
I’m counting the seconds
for me to see I love you.
Oh I love you!
Do you love me too?
God knows I’m selfish
Fuck it shit happens
I can’t change the way I think
I feel like I mean something now.
You’re the most amazing thing
better than any scene
I don’t need fantasy when I got you.
You can be my daydream come to life
every waking minute you’re on my mind.
All my dreams are filled to the brim
I can’t stand to be away from you
Life isn’t so grim when I see your grin.
The...
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Infidel
Infidel
Second giving, second coming
don’t need the rapture anymore.
My thoughts don’t think,
of the Antichrist.
I've found my savior,
who cleans my heart,
it’s no god but an angel all the same.
Blasphemy and heresy,
suit me best.
Tailor made for when I think of you,
they fit me well,
no bunching of the sleeves.
I feel naked though,
you've seen me with no clothes.
You and I,
we’re so open.
I trust in you,
so take me with you,
back to your home.
And hold me till I’m dry,
when I’m with you I no...
Second giving, second coming
don’t need the rapture anymore.
My thoughts don’t think,
of the Antichrist.
I've found my savior,
who cleans my heart,
it’s no god but an angel all the same.
Blasphemy and heresy,
suit me best.
Tailor made for when I think of you,
they fit me well,
no bunching of the sleeves.
I feel naked though,
you've seen me with no clothes.
You and I,
we’re so open.
I trust in you,
so take me with you,
back to your home.
And hold me till I’m dry,
when I’m with you I no...
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Prayer: The First in Forever
Prayer: The First in Forever
God give me the strength
to look ahead, to move
to no longer hurt
to filter myself
keeping clean yet covered in sewage.
Look I know I've faltered
but if you really loved
be divine and forgive
is it blasphemous
for an agnostic to pray.
Selfishness overwhelms me
I just want the pain to end
I want to get up and not fall
when picnicking in spring
I want my smile to be real.
God give me strength
if you actually are there
answer this one
for me please
don’t hurt me...
God give me the strength
to look ahead, to move
to no longer hurt
to filter myself
keeping clean yet covered in sewage.
Look I know I've faltered
but if you really loved
be divine and forgive
is it blasphemous
for an agnostic to pray.
Selfishness overwhelms me
I just want the pain to end
I want to get up and not fall
when picnicking in spring
I want my smile to be real.
God give me strength
if you actually are there
answer this one
for me please
don’t hurt me...
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Actress
Actress
All that remains is the fact
that all you did was just a filthy act.
The one thing to change
is something a little strange.
I never once hit you
but what I’m saying is true.
If I had known
my secrets I would not have shown.
If you were smart
you would’ve seen me and my art.
Maybe you wouldn’t have been so empty
but you were the one who left me.
I used to try
but I’d still cry.
Now you aren’t even worth it
and for you I couldn’t give a shit.
All that remains is the fact
that all you did was just a filthy act.
The one thing to change
is something a little strange.
I never once hit you
but what I’m saying is true.
If I had known
my secrets I would not have shown.
If you were smart
you would’ve seen me and my art.
Maybe you wouldn’t have been so empty
but you were the one who left me.
I used to try
but I’d still cry.
Now you aren’t even worth it
and for you I couldn’t give a shit.
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There's You
There’s You
Why is it that it hurts to be away?
There’s a pain that rips out my stomach.
There are tears that sting my eyes.
There are blisters that I walk on.
Why is it that I’m so amazed?
There’s wonder in my eyes.
There are butterflies inside me.
There are shakes that say I’m nervous.
Why is it that I’m so in love?
There’s a personality that glows.
There’s a humor that tickles me.
There’s a beauty unlike any other.
Why is it that it hurts to be away?
There’s a pain that rips out my stomach.
There are tears that sting my eyes.
There are blisters that I walk on.
Why is it that I’m so amazed?
There’s wonder in my eyes.
There are butterflies inside me.
There are shakes that say I’m nervous.
Why is it that I’m so in love?
There’s a personality that glows.
There’s a humor that tickles me.
There’s a beauty unlike any other.
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Triggering
Triggering
Now that I know the pain exists within me,
I dig in to “scratch” away the lies I know you tell,
and the tears I know you never shed.
“They” say I’m not the only one but when I’m alone “They” say go ahead I dare you,
when I can’t I slap myself for the coward in the corner crying,
“fearless and without conscience.”
Stain my shirt blue, red, and black,
puzzle the pieces around the clock,
if the boy who shoots is barely heard
will the tree in the forest make a sound,
all alone and petrified.
You...you were there but...
Now that I know the pain exists within me,
I dig in to “scratch” away the lies I know you tell,
and the tears I know you never shed.
“They” say I’m not the only one but when I’m alone “They” say go ahead I dare you,
when I can’t I slap myself for the coward in the corner crying,
“fearless and without conscience.”
Stain my shirt blue, red, and black,
puzzle the pieces around the clock,
if the boy who shoots is barely heard
will the tree in the forest make a sound,
all alone and petrified.
You...you were there but...
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Feeling Blue
Feeling Blue
Unknown why I’m feeling blue
floods drown
hypoxia noticeable
asphyxiate bliss
breathing none, no perfume
dizzy circles float
organ pipes blow and flail
salty chlorine stings
leather belt noose tightening
manicured nails scratch
lovely softness pets
blacking consciousness
heavy lockets worn with posture
face gleams azure
fainting fulfilled
sleep now
fishes and father roaches
Unknown why I’m feeling blue
floods drown
hypoxia noticeable
asphyxiate bliss
breathing none, no perfume
dizzy circles float
organ pipes blow and flail
salty chlorine stings
leather belt noose tightening
manicured nails scratch
lovely softness pets
blacking consciousness
heavy lockets worn with posture
face gleams azure
fainting fulfilled
sleep now
fishes and father roaches
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When She's Left Alone
When She’s Left Alone
Every time she cries,
I die a little more inside.
It’s as if,
she’s given the cyanide.
All it would take is,
for just one person to say those words.
If I was still around,
we’d smell roses and watch birds.
The pain she’s feeling,
could easily be fixed with a hug.
If only I hadn’t
grabbed a shovel and dug.
I’m haunted,
because I haunt.
Look at her,
she’s so very gaunt.
I didn’t know,
it would hurt her so bad.
And now I’m,
so unbelievably mad.
I’m so close,
and yet I can not touch....
Every time she cries,
I die a little more inside.
It’s as if,
she’s given the cyanide.
All it would take is,
for just one person to say those words.
If I was still around,
we’d smell roses and watch birds.
The pain she’s feeling,
could easily be fixed with a hug.
If only I hadn’t
grabbed a shovel and dug.
I’m haunted,
because I haunt.
Look at her,
she’s so very gaunt.
I didn’t know,
it would hurt her so bad.
And now I’m,
so unbelievably mad.
I’m so close,
and yet I can not touch....
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Tant
Tantō
Razored shaking will
dice my tears to pieces
worthwhile words forgotten
rejection evident
destined to fail, fail to try
foolish traveler the worlds open
read it from cover to end
good things are lost in the Swamp of Sadness
July’s winter succeeds in burying
dig your way to China
can’t find what’s dead and gone
hope has no Heaven
but requires a coffin none the less
I’ll retain my posture
ritual proceeds
even after so much reaching
none gripped the hand of need
dehydrated tantō...
Razored shaking will
dice my tears to pieces
worthwhile words forgotten
rejection evident
destined to fail, fail to try
foolish traveler the worlds open
read it from cover to end
good things are lost in the Swamp of Sadness
July’s winter succeeds in burying
dig your way to China
can’t find what’s dead and gone
hope has no Heaven
but requires a coffin none the less
I’ll retain my posture
ritual proceeds
even after so much reaching
none gripped the hand of need
dehydrated tantō...
462 reads
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