Submissions by ParadoxZero
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An imprisoned soul longing to be free I stumbled upon this place while searching for a place to be. I started asking questions and breaking traditional rules. I am a poet and I am a fool. Trapped, I want not be. As a poet, I be me.
SELF POEM
Published
12th Nov 2017 5:47am
12th Nov 2017 5:47am
I’ll make it, I think
I won’t leave this journey alive, in fact, none of us will, but I’ll be damned if I go down without a fight. I’ve been lied to, spat on, stepped on, used, abused, scarred, scraped, and wear it all in tattoos. Life is only what I can make it; in essence, I have the power to choose. I don’t know why I’m afraid because I’ve really got nothing to lose. If anything, iv got something to prove, but it’s hard to move with a tightening noose. Don’t be sad when I’m gone; I’m just another dude with more than a few screws loose.
#rejection
#dark
#abuse
#suffering
#hurt
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LOVE POEM
Published
11th Nov 2017 9:19pm
11th Nov 2017 9:19pm
You and I
I hate myself for wanting a chance that I’ll never get. I know that I have prior damages that I’m not over yet. Depression is a killer, and I’m a time bomb. When you talk to me, I wonder what you’re wasting your words on. You can make me smile with just one word, but still, I feel stuck in a cage like a song bird. When you first met me, I was strung out. I seemed to have had my life together, just to be heading south. I’m trying to get better, and I’m trying to show it. I think I’m better gone, I feel like no one would notice. For a good span there, I was just a drunk, and I’m sorry that I...
#anxiety
#greed
#disappointment
#denial
#boredom
569 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Oct 2017 2:57am
20th Oct 2017 2:57am
Beneath the Surface
Scratching, clawing, digging on out
I keep getting the taste of dirt in my mouth
Coughing, choking, holding my breath
The weight on my shoulders; now on my chest
Every scent I take in smells like a casket
Buried alive, losing my mind, I belong in a straight jacket
For every line on the table, every burnt tin, every hollowed bottle, every point in a bin
I'm crawling out of my grave; this place I know I'll see again
I'll see it in the eyes of every fucking junkie, I'll see it in every burn out, every damned drunk
I'll see it in the cats and the...
I keep getting the taste of dirt in my mouth
Coughing, choking, holding my breath
The weight on my shoulders; now on my chest
Every scent I take in smells like a casket
Buried alive, losing my mind, I belong in a straight jacket
For every line on the table, every burnt tin, every hollowed bottle, every point in a bin
I'm crawling out of my grave; this place I know I'll see again
I'll see it in the eyes of every fucking junkie, I'll see it in every burn out, every damned drunk
I'll see it in the cats and the...
#dark
#death
#drugs #addiction
#drugs #addiction
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Oct 2017 1:00pm
17th Oct 2017 1:00pm
Blind
In the land of the blind, the one eyed man takes lead," and if that much is true, that means that I can't see. I have a way of fucking up a good thing, that's why I'll always be a suicide king. I can think for myself, I need time to breathe. This is only deterring, lying through my rotten teeth. Staring down the sights, the barrel tastes like iron. In my mind, everything is panic, setting a siren. I need some help, I need a guide, and like Johnny Cash, I walk the line.
#anger
#dark
#shadows
#music
#frustration
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2017 2:19pm
7th Oct 2017 2:19pm
Mess of Me
Look at the awful mess that I've made
Like that of an exploding hand grenade
Shattered pieces, still flying like shrapnel
Empty spaces, filled with force
And fire at the core
I've always screwed up
I don't mean harm
I tell them that I'm crazy
Nobody listens
I push them away
I burn bridges before they have a chance to be built
And cry a river so swift to keep the people out
Projects unfinished, a desire for attention, becoming too close
It stresses me out
I get paranoid
I freak myself out
I start saying goodbye ...
Like that of an exploding hand grenade
Shattered pieces, still flying like shrapnel
Empty spaces, filled with force
And fire at the core
I've always screwed up
I don't mean harm
I tell them that I'm crazy
Nobody listens
I push them away
I burn bridges before they have a chance to be built
And cry a river so swift to keep the people out
Projects unfinished, a desire for attention, becoming too close
It stresses me out
I get paranoid
I freak myself out
I start saying goodbye ...
#confessional
#confusion
543 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2017 1:38am
1st Oct 2017 1:38am
Damn
Drugs on the table, on my mind... Goddamn I'm unstable, I'm wasting my time. I'm being watched like cable, something good is harder to find. Strung out and unable, I'm falling off the grind. I'm tired of the labels, I wish I stayed blind.
#LifeStruggles
#drugs
#addiction
#SelfDiscovery
#StreamOfConsciousness
772 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Sep 2017 3:38am
30th Sep 2017 3:38am
Lost
Stay strong,"
That's what they tell me when my head is filled with shit.
"Keep your head up,"
That's what they say when I'm drowning.
Do they ever think that the bricks they've tied around my ankles aren't so light?
Do they ever think that the shackles tying me to them are just too short for how deep they sent me out?
"Man up,"
That's what they shout when I begin to break.
Will they ever realize that I am not of stone?
Will I ever be shown that I'm not all alone?
I've got my face buried in palms, I don't believe, but I'm reading the Psalms, I...
That's what they tell me when my head is filled with shit.
"Keep your head up,"
That's what they say when I'm drowning.
Do they ever think that the bricks they've tied around my ankles aren't so light?
Do they ever think that the shackles tying me to them are just too short for how deep they sent me out?
"Man up,"
That's what they shout when I begin to break.
Will they ever realize that I am not of stone?
Will I ever be shown that I'm not all alone?
I've got my face buried in palms, I don't believe, but I'm reading the Psalms, I...
#PopCulture
488 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
24th Sep 2017 3:05am
24th Sep 2017 3:05am
Hollow glass
My eyes burn of sleepless nights
My body aches of restless days
I've spent too much time thinking
I'm sure I ruin everything by drinking
I always hollow the bottle
I got to run full throttle
Pedal to the fucking ground
Drunk again losing my crown
I'm losing her
I'm losing her
Fuck my life
Losing my sight
My body aches of restless days
I've spent too much time thinking
I'm sure I ruin everything by drinking
I always hollow the bottle
I got to run full throttle
Pedal to the fucking ground
Drunk again losing my crown
I'm losing her
I'm losing her
Fuck my life
Losing my sight
#sadness
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken
#alcohol
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Aug 2017 8:33am
29th Aug 2017 8:33am
Summer Sun
Her face was rosey red
When the sun came down
And it kissed her head
She was so beautiful
"Breath takingly so," I said
She makes my knees weak
She makes my hands tremble
She leaves me speechless
As my thoughts assemble
She's got those blue eyes
And her soft taupe skin
Kissed by the warm summer skies
I've got to thank God
And all these stars above
For leading me to her
Through trial, errors of "love"
I wonder if she knows
That she's all that I think of
I...
When the sun came down
And it kissed her head
She was so beautiful
"Breath takingly so," I said
She makes my knees weak
She makes my hands tremble
She leaves me speechless
As my thoughts assemble
She's got those blue eyes
And her soft taupe skin
Kissed by the warm summer skies
I've got to thank God
And all these stars above
For leading me to her
Through trial, errors of "love"
I wonder if she knows
That she's all that I think of
I...
#love
#kindness
#hope
#beauty
#inspirational
529 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2017 00:46am
22nd Aug 2017 00:46am
I want out
It burns like no other
yet there's no loving another
I was told to stay away by mother
it had me beat by my brother
all the picking and scratching
drawings strung from window to window
my mistake was the drinking
the cocaine
the amphetamines
the ecstacy
the dope
I wanted to change
because I had found my hope
but from my demons beckoning
and doing my bidding
I was still sitting
On all the dope I was quitting
so I busted into the bags
and used everything I had
just to leave it behind
I am still...
yet there's no loving another
I was told to stay away by mother
it had me beat by my brother
all the picking and scratching
drawings strung from window to window
my mistake was the drinking
the cocaine
the amphetamines
the ecstacy
the dope
I wanted to change
because I had found my hope
but from my demons beckoning
and doing my bidding
I was still sitting
On all the dope I was quitting
so I busted into the bags
and used everything I had
just to leave it behind
I am still...
#regret
#ImSorry
#drugs
#disappointment
#SelfWorth
852 reads
10 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
13th Aug 2017 9:10am
13th Aug 2017 9:10am
Wicked
Restless be the wicked
And damned be the saints
They'd rather laugh with sinners
Until their breath falls faint
When the trumpets sound
Off to the promised land; they ain't
When hell fire rises
And these souls are tamed
Restlessly crying for forgiveness
While they're engulfed in flames
The saints will be praying
And all of man is to blame
No peace umong mortals
And of titans, the very same
Waging war in Valhalla
No end to this game
And damned be the saints
They'd rather laugh with sinners
Until their breath falls faint
When the trumpets sound
Off to the promised land; they ain't
When hell fire rises
And these souls are tamed
Restlessly crying for forgiveness
While they're engulfed in flames
The saints will be praying
And all of man is to blame
No peace umong mortals
And of titans, the very same
Waging war in Valhalla
No end to this game
#religion
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Aug 2017 1:02am
12th Aug 2017 1:02am
Suicide Note
I'm cutting my wrists and closing my eyes. My smile and laugh were just a disguise. I'm tired of living through broken lies. I'm pushing for distance and cutting our ties. I'm choosing a quicker way to my demise, and this time I won't give myself a chance to rise. I'm writing you this because it'll be a surprise. Unfortunately, I don't know why, so you wont know my cries. Some of these people; it's me they despise. I'm sure they'll be happy when im belly up, eyes to the skies. I guess what I'm saying is that I don't even know why I try. It's trial and error, but this time I'll die. With this...
#depression
#dark
#death
#suicide
#graveyard
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