Submissions by PandaAdventures
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Battle with Reality
It begins to sting, as i start again to feel the pain.
I like the feeling, its so foreign to me.
Any feeling is foreign to me.
Under the canopy of numbness, i feel nothing but safe.
Safe is what i need, so i prepare for my day.
Pills to forget, weed to soothe, and gin to wash it all down.
Just when i think i can handle the fucked up world around me,
I loose consciousness, I loose hours, days, and finally i awaken weeks later.
Barreling into sobriety, fists ready to swing.
Battling an unbeatable evil. I was a sucker from...
I like the feeling, its so foreign to me.
Any feeling is foreign to me.
Under the canopy of numbness, i feel nothing but safe.
Safe is what i need, so i prepare for my day.
Pills to forget, weed to soothe, and gin to wash it all down.
Just when i think i can handle the fucked up world around me,
I loose consciousness, I loose hours, days, and finally i awaken weeks later.
Barreling into sobriety, fists ready to swing.
Battling an unbeatable evil. I was a sucker from...
847 reads
2 Comments
Karma, bitch?
Go ahead and turn the tables of my life,
Im always going to be smiling on my end of the knife.
Its the only way to control my own fate,
Push me a little further and you'll find me too late.
Over the edge and into the dark abyss,
oh, how ill miss your sweet kiss.
You'll regret the wrong you've done to me,
but ill be dancing with the angels you'll never see.
To live inside your soul for a day,
would be a nightmare, where noone should stay.
There is a special place created for people like you,
where demons will invite you to join their crew....
Im always going to be smiling on my end of the knife.
Its the only way to control my own fate,
Push me a little further and you'll find me too late.
Over the edge and into the dark abyss,
oh, how ill miss your sweet kiss.
You'll regret the wrong you've done to me,
but ill be dancing with the angels you'll never see.
To live inside your soul for a day,
would be a nightmare, where noone should stay.
There is a special place created for people like you,
where demons will invite you to join their crew....
1570 reads
4 Comments
I Keep Trying.
Pulling at the very being of my soul
your words, they strike like daggers to the flesh.
Crimson runs the blood
spilling the very secrets that i long to rid
myself of - the pain, deciete, and suffering.
Trying to hide it like the elephant in the elevador.
Impossible.
I keep trying to give in to the silence,
but the thoughts are crawling beneath my skin
-spiders on the inside
noone will ever understand the pain,
behind these blue eyes.
<3
your words, they strike like daggers to the flesh.
Crimson runs the blood
spilling the very secrets that i long to rid
myself of - the pain, deciete, and suffering.
Trying to hide it like the elephant in the elevador.
Impossible.
I keep trying to give in to the silence,
but the thoughts are crawling beneath my skin
-spiders on the inside
noone will ever understand the pain,
behind these blue eyes.
<3
629 reads
0 Comments
My little black book
My little black book
contains secrets.
Secrets i could never tell anyone,
Some I dont even want to know myself.
My little black book
curseswithme when im angry,
cries withme when im sad,
and laughs with me in the humor.
My little black book
will tell my story after im gone.
Someday, people will know,
who i really am.
contains secrets.
Secrets i could never tell anyone,
Some I dont even want to know myself.
My little black book
curseswithme when im angry,
cries withme when im sad,
and laughs with me in the humor.
My little black book
will tell my story after im gone.
Someday, people will know,
who i really am.
608 reads
0 Comments
Silence is Golden
When i try to bring it up, i shut down.
I cant hurt you for the fact of your past.
If you lose me...im afraid of you losing yourself.
I would never
forgive myself
if you went back
to the needle.
I cant hurt you for the fact of your past.
If you lose me...im afraid of you losing yourself.
I would never
forgive myself
if you went back
to the needle.
842 reads
2 Comments
Innocent Enough, right?
The flame illuminates,
like a smile from the innocent.
So pure. So inviting.
Desperate to reach the euphoria of youth,
you cling to the needle, and vow to never let go.
Heroin Heaven.
Safe beneath the blanket of ignorance,
you believe you've found all the pieces of the puzzle.
When you wedge together the disoriented scraps,
You succumb to the notion that this particular puzzle
has left you missing, longing, for the missing element:
Reality.
You stumble.
You fall.
Pure extacy.
6 feet underground.
You have found the...
like a smile from the innocent.
So pure. So inviting.
Desperate to reach the euphoria of youth,
you cling to the needle, and vow to never let go.
Heroin Heaven.
Safe beneath the blanket of ignorance,
you believe you've found all the pieces of the puzzle.
When you wedge together the disoriented scraps,
You succumb to the notion that this particular puzzle
has left you missing, longing, for the missing element:
Reality.
You stumble.
You fall.
Pure extacy.
6 feet underground.
You have found the...
933 reads
2 Comments
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