Submissions by PureSkillz23
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My name is Mark James, but I go by PureSkillz. It was name given to me by fellow friends when they read a few of my poems. I use to just stay up all hours of the night writing my emotions on paper. It was the only way I felt some sort of peace in life.
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2011 8:48pm
22nd Sep 2011 8:48pm
Poetry Is My Life
When I Started I Wasn't Heavily Involved..
But When I Turn To Poetry My Problems Were Solved..
I Felt A Hugh Boulder Lifted From My Chest..
I Found It Easier For Food To Digest..
I Found Myself Free Of The Stress..
So I Started To Write..
Night After Night...
Hours After Hours..
Writing Poetry In My Mind In The Showers..
Once Everything Started Piecing Together Like Jigsaw...
I Finally Truly Saw...
What I Was Stressing About..
So I Wrote Poetry To Let It Out..
Then People...
But When I Turn To Poetry My Problems Were Solved..
I Felt A Hugh Boulder Lifted From My Chest..
I Found It Easier For Food To Digest..
I Found Myself Free Of The Stress..
So I Started To Write..
Night After Night...
Hours After Hours..
Writing Poetry In My Mind In The Showers..
Once Everything Started Piecing Together Like Jigsaw...
I Finally Truly Saw...
What I Was Stressing About..
So I Wrote Poetry To Let It Out..
Then People...
1222 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 12:46pm
20th Sep 2011 12:46pm
No Longer Myself
No Longer Myself..
But I Look Fine To Everyone Else..
They Don't See The Pain..
They Don't See The Tears Mixing With Rain..
They Don't See That I Have Nothing To Gain..
They Don't See That Inside I'm No Longer Sane..
They Don't See The Things That Run Through My Brain..
But I See Everything That Has Began To Change..
I See Everything Start To Fall Out Of Range...
I See The Things That Use To Be Ordinary Become Strange..
I See Everything That Is Beginning To Turn..
I Feel My Insides Being To Burn..
I Just Want To Know When Will Everyone Learn.....
But I Look Fine To Everyone Else..
They Don't See The Pain..
They Don't See The Tears Mixing With Rain..
They Don't See That I Have Nothing To Gain..
They Don't See That Inside I'm No Longer Sane..
They Don't See The Things That Run Through My Brain..
But I See Everything That Has Began To Change..
I See Everything Start To Fall Out Of Range...
I See The Things That Use To Be Ordinary Become Strange..
I See Everything That Is Beginning To Turn..
I Feel My Insides Being To Burn..
I Just Want To Know When Will Everyone Learn.....
795 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 12:42pm
20th Sep 2011 12:42pm
Last Day
See Things Become Unclear...
Eye Sight Becomes Blurry Dont Know Whats Near...
Dont Even Know How I Got Here..
So I Try And Feel My Way Around..
Open My Ears Maybe Hear A Familiar Sound..
But Everything Is Quiet...
Its Like Everyone Has Become Silent..
My Sight Is Blinded...
But Im Still Open Minded..
So As I Still Feel To Find My Way Home...
Why Do I Have To Be Alone...
I Need Someone To Help Me Find My Way...
I Need To Hear Someone Say...
Come This Way...
Or Turn Left...
Eye Sight Becomes Blurry Dont Know Whats Near...
Dont Even Know How I Got Here..
So I Try And Feel My Way Around..
Open My Ears Maybe Hear A Familiar Sound..
But Everything Is Quiet...
Its Like Everyone Has Become Silent..
My Sight Is Blinded...
But Im Still Open Minded..
So As I Still Feel To Find My Way Home...
Why Do I Have To Be Alone...
I Need Someone To Help Me Find My Way...
I Need To Hear Someone Say...
Come This Way...
Or Turn Left...
769 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 1:24am
20th Sep 2011 1:24am
One Day
One Day This Will All End...
One Day I'll No Longer Have To Defend...
One Day I'll No Longer Have To Pretend...
One Day I'll No Longer Have These Thoughts In My Head...
One Day I'll Be Gone And Dead...
One Day My World Will Come Crashing Down...
Fall From Above And Shatter Against The Ground...
One Day It Will Be The Last Day My World Revolved...
On That Day All My Problems Will Be Solved ...
One Day My Heart Will No Longer Pump Blood...
Forcing My Insides To Flood...
From Left Over Blood...
One Day I'll No Longer Be Able To Breathe...
One...
One Day I'll No Longer Have To Defend...
One Day I'll No Longer Have To Pretend...
One Day I'll No Longer Have These Thoughts In My Head...
One Day I'll Be Gone And Dead...
One Day My World Will Come Crashing Down...
Fall From Above And Shatter Against The Ground...
One Day It Will Be The Last Day My World Revolved...
On That Day All My Problems Will Be Solved ...
One Day My Heart Will No Longer Pump Blood...
Forcing My Insides To Flood...
From Left Over Blood...
One Day I'll No Longer Be Able To Breathe...
One...
983 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 1:22am
20th Sep 2011 1:22am
My Feelings
As I Sit Here Contemplating..
Wondering If Anyone Is Relating..
My Mind And Heart Debating..
Over Just The Past..
How It Left Me In A Cast..
But Nothing To Serious...
It Just Leaves Things Mysterious..
Like Do I Deserve All The Pain..
Obviously Cause Its All The Same..
Game After Game..
Name After Name..
Tears Mixing With Rain..
Nothing To Gain..
Driving Down The Express Lane..
To Pain And Stress..
Leaving Me Like A Mess..
I Shouldve Known I Guess....
Wondering If Anyone Is Relating..
My Mind And Heart Debating..
Over Just The Past..
How It Left Me In A Cast..
But Nothing To Serious...
It Just Leaves Things Mysterious..
Like Do I Deserve All The Pain..
Obviously Cause Its All The Same..
Game After Game..
Name After Name..
Tears Mixing With Rain..
Nothing To Gain..
Driving Down The Express Lane..
To Pain And Stress..
Leaving Me Like A Mess..
I Shouldve Known I Guess....
1006 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Sep 2011 5:44pm
18th Sep 2011 5:44pm
R.I.P Grandpa ( July 6th, 1927 - January 19th, 2011 )
On January 19th My World Began To Vanish...
Left Me All Alone To Manage...
But On That Day My Biggest Inspiration Was Taken Away..
And I Have Not Been Myself After That Day...
Nothing Or Nobody Could Change The Emotions I'm Feeling..
The Feelings I Try So Hard To Keep Concealing..
But It's Time To Show Exactly How I Feel..
It's Time To Remove The Seal..
It's Time To Show What My Emotions Are About..
It's Time To Just Get Them Out...
It Was January On The 19th Day...
My Life Changed In A Drastic Way...
I Lost My Idol My Hero..
I'm Still...
Left Me All Alone To Manage...
But On That Day My Biggest Inspiration Was Taken Away..
And I Have Not Been Myself After That Day...
Nothing Or Nobody Could Change The Emotions I'm Feeling..
The Feelings I Try So Hard To Keep Concealing..
But It's Time To Show Exactly How I Feel..
It's Time To Remove The Seal..
It's Time To Show What My Emotions Are About..
It's Time To Just Get Them Out...
It Was January On The 19th Day...
My Life Changed In A Drastic Way...
I Lost My Idol My Hero..
I'm Still...
862 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Sep 2011 1:36am
18th Sep 2011 1:36am
I'm Here To Help
I Wrote You Poetry To Make You Smile..
It Been Quite A While...
See You Stressin..
Second Guessin..
But Listen..
You Got Eyes That Glisten..
A Smile That Gleams..
But To You Thats Not How It Seems..
I Dont Like Seeing You In This Condition..
So I Sit And Listen..
Trying To Help You...
Get Through..
The Pain And Tears..
I Helped You These Past Years..
And Im Still Going To Help...
I Rather Hear You Scream And Yelp..
Then Keep It Inside..
YOu Like To Run And Hide..
But I Need You To Let It Out..
Tell Me What It Is...
It Been Quite A While...
See You Stressin..
Second Guessin..
But Listen..
You Got Eyes That Glisten..
A Smile That Gleams..
But To You Thats Not How It Seems..
I Dont Like Seeing You In This Condition..
So I Sit And Listen..
Trying To Help You...
Get Through..
The Pain And Tears..
I Helped You These Past Years..
And Im Still Going To Help...
I Rather Hear You Scream And Yelp..
Then Keep It Inside..
YOu Like To Run And Hide..
But I Need You To Let It Out..
Tell Me What It Is...
961 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Sep 2011 4:18pm
17th Sep 2011 4:18pm
My Addiction
I Was On A Binge..
Craving Poetry Like A Syringe..
Craving For Those Rhymes...
Like Coke Heads Craving For Lines...
Yea Poetry Is My Drug To Relieve Stress..
Poetry Helps Get Things In Perspective I Guess.
See When I First Decided To Start..
It Just Wasn't In My Heart..
It Was Not Really There..
So I Started Pulling Out My Hair..
But After Awhile It Pieced Itself Together..
It Help Me Get Through Stress And Bad Weather..
Its Me And Poetry Till The End..
I Don't Need Haters Ill...
Craving Poetry Like A Syringe..
Craving For Those Rhymes...
Like Coke Heads Craving For Lines...
Yea Poetry Is My Drug To Relieve Stress..
Poetry Helps Get Things In Perspective I Guess.
See When I First Decided To Start..
It Just Wasn't In My Heart..
It Was Not Really There..
So I Started Pulling Out My Hair..
But After Awhile It Pieced Itself Together..
It Help Me Get Through Stress And Bad Weather..
Its Me And Poetry Till The End..
I Don't Need Haters Ill...
820 reads
0 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2011 6:25am
15th Aug 2011 6:25am
September 11th, 2011
See Everyone Remembers That Day..
America Was Broken In So Many Ways...
It Was The Morning Of That Tuesday..
It Made The Front Page Of Newsday..
Even The Daily News And The Times..
The Thoughts Running Through Their Minds..
Why Did They Get To Choose Who Lives And Dies..
The Jet Fuel And Smoke Filled The Skies..
Had People Running For Their Lives..
People Lost Their Moms Their Wives..
People Lost Their Husbands Their Pops..
We Lost Firemen And Cops..
People Lost Their Sister Or...
America Was Broken In So Many Ways...
It Was The Morning Of That Tuesday..
It Made The Front Page Of Newsday..
Even The Daily News And The Times..
The Thoughts Running Through Their Minds..
Why Did They Get To Choose Who Lives And Dies..
The Jet Fuel And Smoke Filled The Skies..
Had People Running For Their Lives..
People Lost Their Moms Their Wives..
People Lost Their Husbands Their Pops..
We Lost Firemen And Cops..
People Lost Their Sister Or...
874 reads
3 Comments
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