Submissions by PeaceFlpw (Peace Flow)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"broken" "poet"
sleep walking
if life were a book; I struggle for words;
I question potential in this mind that's disturbed;
I lose myself often; as if life were a dream;
feel asleep yet awake, like a sheep in a herd
I question potential in this mind that's disturbed;
I lose myself often; as if life were a dream;
feel asleep yet awake, like a sheep in a herd
#books
#ShortStory
#prose
#confessional
#reading
627 reads
2 Comments
Suicide
I see a long list with my name;
one of many blood dropped rain;
beyond deep seeded shame;
blank minded; always drained;
how the hell do I maintain;
need a transplant for my brain;
wished a gun I could obtain;
in my life, there's little gain
all I see are twisted games;
more or less there is disdain;
driven egos all the same; ...
one of many blood dropped rain;
beyond deep seeded shame;
blank minded; always drained;
how the hell do I maintain;
need a transplant for my brain;
wished a gun I could obtain;
in my life, there's little gain
all I see are twisted games;
more or less there is disdain;
driven egos all the same; ...
#grief
#LifeStruggles
#despair
#suffering
#emptiness
1160 reads
8 Comments
Self Destruction
all the love in the universe;
and yet it's truly never enough;
there's a tick that never ends;
24 hours a day; it never goes away;
my heart; a meal to be devoured;
my brain; an out dated sponge;
heaven and hell indeed exist, on earth;
pitch forks pierce my brain for torment;
my imperfections; short comings;
the foundation of the dead weight;
as time and I kill each other;
though time never dies....
and yet it's truly never enough;
there's a tick that never ends;
24 hours a day; it never goes away;
my heart; a meal to be devoured;
my brain; an out dated sponge;
heaven and hell indeed exist, on earth;
pitch forks pierce my brain for torment;
my imperfections; short comings;
the foundation of the dead weight;
as time and I kill each other;
though time never dies....
#grief
#dark
#heartbroken
#murder
#death
726 reads
3 Comments
everything and nothing
home is where the heart is;
one's heart is a heavy place;
thin lines, and free minds;
between "someone's business" and homelessness;
through the heart of a misfit;
one's heart has always known escape;
fast forwards, and rewinds;
between flicks like, in and out of focus trips
suicidals aren't determined by who "made the cut"
though the line is always there;
each artist to eachs'...
one's heart is a heavy place;
thin lines, and free minds;
between "someone's business" and homelessness;
through the heart of a misfit;
one's heart has always known escape;
fast forwards, and rewinds;
between flicks like, in and out of focus trips
suicidals aren't determined by who "made the cut"
though the line is always there;
each artist to eachs'...
#love
630 reads
3 Comments
Nature Man
when nothing else makes sense;
he'd like to get away from it all;
the noise, the competition, the everything;
nature man; wearing a pure smile;
making peace with oneself; the inevitable;
things are as they are;
nothing lasts forever....
he'd like to get away from it all;
the noise, the competition, the everything;
nature man; wearing a pure smile;
making peace with oneself; the inevitable;
things are as they are;
nothing lasts forever....
#nature
617 reads
1 Comment
Drifter
In one's own head as long as one could remember;
one's locked away vomiting what's been internalized;
almost everyday seems like winter;
questioning one's own being
one's locked away vomiting what's been internalized;
almost everyday seems like winter;
questioning one's own being
#winter
#nature
#myself
#LifeCycle
#SelfReflection
558 reads
1 Comment
4 Sides
Four sides to every story, one questions how some sleep;
the top floor; master intellects; the bottom something deep;
like dwarfs vs giants; the "wolves" and the "sheep"
I get it more each day I see, the thin line, side defeat;
unlock your gifts to earn your keep, is purpose on repeat;
though basements are where strength comes from, for something to unleash;
each story has it's own plot; great heights aren't always reached;
some want to put the book down, like the shelves are...
the top floor; master intellects; the bottom something deep;
like dwarfs vs giants; the "wolves" and the "sheep"
I get it more each day I see, the thin line, side defeat;
unlock your gifts to earn your keep, is purpose on repeat;
though basements are where strength comes from, for something to unleash;
each story has it's own plot; great heights aren't always reached;
some want to put the book down, like the shelves are...
#courage
#inspirational
#humankind
#LifeCycle
#StreamOfConsciousness
619 reads
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Journey
never will forget those bus rides;
thinking perhaps something,
could of happened at the right time;
perhaps some angel would have,
came along and sat next by,
this wandering soul of mine;
ear buds in both ears;
tired body; closed eyes,
listening to favorite throwbacks;
thinking how the night shift was finally over with;
the quiet, the noise; all shared the same vibe
could everyday have to be like this;
though...
thinking perhaps something,
could of happened at the right time;
perhaps some angel would have,
came along and sat next by,
this wandering soul of mine;
ear buds in both ears;
tired body; closed eyes,
listening to favorite throwbacks;
thinking how the night shift was finally over with;
the quiet, the noise; all shared the same vibe
could everyday have to be like this;
though...
#angels
#music
#travel #SelfDiscovery
#travel #SelfDiscovery
620 reads
2 Comments
Sensitivity
Sensitivity....has been like an under garment;
seems to have been worn deep within my bones;
I've came to despise it, as if it were a virus;
as though it would kill me slow in days to come;
knowing the look of distaste;
buried in my skull as I dream up unhealthy subconscious;
life seeming more and more like a "gift" with a bow;
along with a silent arrow to follow me,
throughout my nights and well into my tomorrow
I am not an...
seems to have been worn deep within my bones;
I've came to despise it, as if it were a virus;
as though it would kill me slow in days to come;
knowing the look of distaste;
buried in my skull as I dream up unhealthy subconscious;
life seeming more and more like a "gift" with a bow;
along with a silent arrow to follow me,
throughout my nights and well into my tomorrow
I am not an...
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
#SelfDiscovery #SelfWorth
848 reads
4 Comments
Paint brushes and walls
a game of sports with souls;
the core of the game remains the same;
kick offs, crossovers, strike outs;
bench warmers, bases, field goals,
tickets, and televison sets for higher stages;
soul searching taking place from within;
substance abuse shaping up,
like clean cuts at barbershops
" do the right thing" echoes in ones mind;
"talking heads" directed by spikes
yet detachment is a mutual understanding;
mustard seed gardens, and nectar filled flowers
fallen pedals...
the core of the game remains the same;
kick offs, crossovers, strike outs;
bench warmers, bases, field goals,
tickets, and televison sets for higher stages;
soul searching taking place from within;
substance abuse shaping up,
like clean cuts at barbershops
" do the right thing" echoes in ones mind;
"talking heads" directed by spikes
yet detachment is a mutual understanding;
mustard seed gardens, and nectar filled flowers
fallen pedals...
#hope
#dark
#shadows
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
622 reads
0 Comments
Deep down
Deep down; there's so much pain;
deep down; this life doesn't seem meant for me
deep down; I see a cycle that will never end;
deep down; I feel controlled, invaded, and rejected
deep down; love and attachment, mean earily gray hairs;
deep down; my whole life has been in despair;
deep down; exhaustion owns my mind body, and spirit;
deep down; I'm tired of seeing disappointed faces
deep down; I have no hope
deep down; I think of...
deep down; this life doesn't seem meant for me
deep down; I see a cycle that will never end;
deep down; I feel controlled, invaded, and rejected
deep down; love and attachment, mean earily gray hairs;
deep down; my whole life has been in despair;
deep down; exhaustion owns my mind body, and spirit;
deep down; I'm tired of seeing disappointed faces
deep down; I have no hope
deep down; I think of...
#despair
984 reads
2 Comments
Numb
In sync with the hours of the moon light;
growing more numb with each night;
these screws have never been wrapped tight;
searching for where I belong;
searching for a place to barcode this soul;
a reasonable prison; where currency rules one's life;
as one remains numb and silent through the hype;
just to afford breathing room....
growing more numb with each night;
these screws have never been wrapped tight;
searching for where I belong;
searching for a place to barcode this soul;
a reasonable prison; where currency rules one's life;
as one remains numb and silent through the hype;
just to afford breathing room....
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
765 reads
2 Comments
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