Submissions by Michaelpoet
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Broken Fixture
As I stare at the photograph on my dresser I am resolved to the undeniable truth that is staring directly at me. My insatiable hunger for a needle filled with artificial happiness have left me in a constant state of loneliness. Dreams of spiritual contempt fill my nights with a promise of fresh suffering that can only be described as bittersweet. Do dreams turn to nightmares as the hard drive reaches maximum capacity? I can only hope the sight of my own reflection does not steer me closer to the abyss.
#grief
#loneliness
#dark #emptiness
#dark #emptiness
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Mournful Peace
It took an nervous breakdown to get a much needed break.
Boss gave me an additional report to type which only added to my burden of paperwork. I thought I heard a car siren while shopping for shoes on Pluto five minutes ago. Ever since I took that promotion I get less and less sleep. My laptop has become an electronic version of a landlord. How I despise my neighbors in this workspace that serves as an apartment so filled with irony. My only reward in this undeserving prison sentence is the knowledge that the undertaker looks on me as a friend.
Boss gave me an additional report to type which only added to my burden of paperwork. I thought I heard a car siren while shopping for shoes on Pluto five minutes ago. Ever since I took that promotion I get less and less sleep. My laptop has become an electronic version of a landlord. How I despise my neighbors in this workspace that serves as an apartment so filled with irony. My only reward in this undeserving prison sentence is the knowledge that the undertaker looks on me as a friend.
#hate
#grief
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Come what may
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#sadness
#anger
#anxiety #loneliness
#anxiety #loneliness
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A means to an end
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#grief
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
#emotional
#hurt
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Cold Sun
Preparing the students for the life I was never prepared for.
My philosophy born out of anguish.
Marriage is a tax credit for the undeserving.
Art has been betrayed by technology without due process.
Would my grandfather want to see his memory soiled by the appointment of children without any war scars?
My philosophy born out of anguish.
Marriage is a tax credit for the undeserving.
Art has been betrayed by technology without due process.
Would my grandfather want to see his memory soiled by the appointment of children without any war scars?
#sadness
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Sense of truth
Why does a dream have no beginning nor end?
Could it be a method of living in the moment?
Why do we care for a television character as much as a real person?
You don't own your possessions - they own you.
Does a drug feel used after it's purpose has been fulfilled?
My doctor told me to count sheep as a means to fall asleep.
My doctor also told me I am insane for counting the amount of steps from my home to his office.
I am convinced you cannot prepare for life.
Could it be a method of living in the moment?
Why do we care for a television character as much as a real person?
You don't own your possessions - they own you.
Does a drug feel used after it's purpose has been fulfilled?
My doctor told me to count sheep as a means to fall asleep.
My doctor also told me I am insane for counting the amount of steps from my home to his office.
I am convinced you cannot prepare for life.
#nightmares
201 reads
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Waiting
You told your man you would call. You told your man to stand tall. So here I stand with the phone in my hand while the cup over flows with the mediocrity of a life less lived.
#anger
#rejection
#heartbroken
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Thoughts of August
Looking out the window and staring at my thoughts as the teacher mumbles something about Mitochondria. Why can't I find a desk that does not have gum attached to the bottom of it?
As I try to concentrate on the teacher it hits me like a ton of bricks - we need milk at home. My teacher is now talking about the nucleus of the cell and it is not lost on me that this class feels like a different kind of cell.I think the board of education should introduce my xbox as part of the curriculum. i could probably pass that class with a solid B+.
As I try to concentrate on the teacher it hits me like a ton of bricks - we need milk at home. My teacher is now talking about the nucleus of the cell and it is not lost on me that this class feels like a different kind of cell.I think the board of education should introduce my xbox as part of the curriculum. i could probably pass that class with a solid B+.
#MentalHealth
#disability
#Autism #vulnerability
#Autism #vulnerability
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Uncertainty
One day is all is needed for a dream to become rancid with dreary eyes uplifted. If love is what you need why seek lust and not pestilence? Love is all too much forgotten at the expense of irony
#anxiety
#depression
#addiction
#MentalHealth
#vulnerability
224 reads
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Conviction Of Self
My inner turmoil fails to rest. I'm convinced guilt weighs more than any other emotion known to man. Does reality compliment fantasy? Is free will a subjective narrative for the narrow minded? I can only hope my future finds a better way though unlikely as a leopard cannot change it's color.
#anxiety
#despair
#disappointment
#denial
#emptiness
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Loneliness
A sunset born out of winter charity. Two hearts sweating at the thought of monotony. Was it a betrayal too close to home? Roses divorced of thorns in a sea built on the tears of a bride with no filter.
#sadness
#anxiety
#emptiness
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Where was I
Time is a measure of mortality in an unforgiving world.
Memories are essential in the preservation of a lifetime spent among the species.
As I grow older my solitude eclipses my age.
What would you call a life without recall of events so close you can still hear there echoes in the hallway?
As my reasoning expires so too does my will to fight an unending battle to which I cannot win.
Memories are essential in the preservation of a lifetime spent among the species.
As I grow older my solitude eclipses my age.
What would you call a life without recall of events so close you can still hear there echoes in the hallway?
As my reasoning expires so too does my will to fight an unending battle to which I cannot win.
#sadness
#anxiety
#loneliness
#emptiness
#fear
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Michaelpoet