Submissions by Relentlesssmile628
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
EROTIC POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 8:17pm
4th Jan 2015 8:17pm
Open Fire
The city is my soundtrack.
It's the only creature that doesn't ask for my name,
I am finished with what I have lost to gain.
You were a liar.
Just fuck off and die, you left me burning on this pyre.
Just take me somewhere nice and quiet where I can moan and cry,
I'll curl up in your front seat and smile as I let you drive.
This thing between us, is as insane as you are.
But, I forget that,
As you lick my cherry, tongue sour from your drink at the bar.
You are the closet thing to home,
There is chlorine in my lungs,
Dig deep in my skin, ...
It's the only creature that doesn't ask for my name,
I am finished with what I have lost to gain.
You were a liar.
Just fuck off and die, you left me burning on this pyre.
Just take me somewhere nice and quiet where I can moan and cry,
I'll curl up in your front seat and smile as I let you drive.
This thing between us, is as insane as you are.
But, I forget that,
As you lick my cherry, tongue sour from your drink at the bar.
You are the closet thing to home,
There is chlorine in my lungs,
Dig deep in my skin, ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
4th Jan 2015 7:53pm
4th Jan 2015 7:53pm
A bath isn't enough
Rape is not stuck in one definition,
It's the shattering of a jar that gets the attention,
Ensembles cannot rescue you,
Gimme your greatest regret, grimy in the brew,
Switch the car radio to a more comfortable station,
Dammit this is the motherfucker of situations,
Winter is the paint on your empty bedroom wall,
How in the hell can you breathe at all,
Red, kiss it sweetly honey,
Pretend the street isn't where you make your money.
It's the shattering of a jar that gets the attention,
Ensembles cannot rescue you,
Gimme your greatest regret, grimy in the brew,
Switch the car radio to a more comfortable station,
Dammit this is the motherfucker of situations,
Winter is the paint on your empty bedroom wall,
How in the hell can you breathe at all,
Red, kiss it sweetly honey,
Pretend the street isn't where you make your money.
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Jan 2014 6:56am
20th Jan 2014 6:56am
Gone
They all ask, "What happened to the girl we used to know?"
I reply, "I killed her a long time ago."
Yes, I became a heartless bitch.
But only because it's what I had to do to survive, though I don't know what I thought I was going to miss.
I remember the day she died.
She was screaming on a bathroom floor, couldn't tell the difference between blood and lies.
I looked down at her, feeling nothing.
She looked at me in wild desperation, eyes in suffering, throat whimpering, hands reaching out for something.
There was only one thing...
I reply, "I killed her a long time ago."
Yes, I became a heartless bitch.
But only because it's what I had to do to survive, though I don't know what I thought I was going to miss.
I remember the day she died.
She was screaming on a bathroom floor, couldn't tell the difference between blood and lies.
I looked down at her, feeling nothing.
She looked at me in wild desperation, eyes in suffering, throat whimpering, hands reaching out for something.
There was only one thing...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Dec 2013 9:16am
25th Dec 2013 9:16am
Prologue
What's at the beginning will fade at the end.
Hatred is your only friend.
Fear and lust mix in your eyes,
Trembling as his hand slips between your thighs.
Pleasure ruptures, dancing with moans.
For a moment you forget what it's like to be alone.
He looks at you with want and need,
Perfect lips part to beg you "Please."
Clothes start to fall like ashes from fire,
Always willing to please the liar.
Exotic pulling straight to the shivering core,
With a gasping breath whisper..."Baby...more."
Hatred is your only friend.
Fear and lust mix in your eyes,
Trembling as his hand slips between your thighs.
Pleasure ruptures, dancing with moans.
For a moment you forget what it's like to be alone.
He looks at you with want and need,
Perfect lips part to beg you "Please."
Clothes start to fall like ashes from fire,
Always willing to please the liar.
Exotic pulling straight to the shivering core,
With a gasping breath whisper..."Baby...more."
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Dec 2013 9:58am
16th Dec 2013 9:58am
Lines
You showed me the scars.
Four perfectly straight pale lines leaving your perfect body slightly marred.
The sight sent battery acid to my stomach.
Not because of disgust or shame, it was because it made my heart plummet.
Oddly enough, I loved you more in that moment.
Because I have one too, back from when my mind was less of a friend and more of an Opponent.
I couldn't touch the blade you see, I wanted to make it personal.
I'd scratch with my nails until I'd scab and bleed, this act of self doubt just rehearsal.
I pulled you into my warmth, feeling...
Four perfectly straight pale lines leaving your perfect body slightly marred.
The sight sent battery acid to my stomach.
Not because of disgust or shame, it was because it made my heart plummet.
Oddly enough, I loved you more in that moment.
Because I have one too, back from when my mind was less of a friend and more of an Opponent.
I couldn't touch the blade you see, I wanted to make it personal.
I'd scratch with my nails until I'd scab and bleed, this act of self doubt just rehearsal.
I pulled you into my warmth, feeling...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 8:34am
30th Nov 2013 8:34am
1 A.M.
Violent, staring down a .45
The story far from ending, amazing to think it's only at the starting line.
I wonder what they would do to a girl like me in prison.
21 bullet holes from 21 guns sounds like a mighty fine preposition.
The impression that I'm getting is that we were all born to fail.
Some of us in the right way, avoiding life's guillotine sharpened and ready to impale.
Everything around us falls apart.
Whispering "You're a liar" is the only truthful thing that touches our hearts.
In this mad world we live in it's a wonder that...
The story far from ending, amazing to think it's only at the starting line.
I wonder what they would do to a girl like me in prison.
21 bullet holes from 21 guns sounds like a mighty fine preposition.
The impression that I'm getting is that we were all born to fail.
Some of us in the right way, avoiding life's guillotine sharpened and ready to impale.
Everything around us falls apart.
Whispering "You're a liar" is the only truthful thing that touches our hearts.
In this mad world we live in it's a wonder that...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
30th Nov 2013 8:14am
30th Nov 2013 8:14am
Rambles of Myself
Hitchin' a ride down the roads of nowhere,
My bullet proof heart unflinching to the sound.
The sound of your curses as starlight was the only thing to guide us.
Stripped down to the basics, we stopped caring about the drive and more about the journey.
This is my life story.
Rays of sun dripped in acid left to burn everything it touches.
This was a story about a girl.
Pushed so hard back against the wall all she knew how to do was hate the world.
I don't care about your sympathy.
When I hit the floor I get back up so I don't know what the fuck...
My bullet proof heart unflinching to the sound.
The sound of your curses as starlight was the only thing to guide us.
Stripped down to the basics, we stopped caring about the drive and more about the journey.
This is my life story.
Rays of sun dripped in acid left to burn everything it touches.
This was a story about a girl.
Pushed so hard back against the wall all she knew how to do was hate the world.
I don't care about your sympathy.
When I hit the floor I get back up so I don't know what the fuck...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Nov 2013 7:53am
26th Nov 2013 7:53am
Need
I need to hear your voice.
It's fading from my memory, becoming dull and void.
I scramble for the sound.
In desperation I tear apart my brain neuron by neuron until it's found.
You're becoming flashes to me.
Not even a solid person anymore, a drifting figure I can barely see.
I'm so scared.
I'm losing you so I can't have you when I need you there.
It's been so long now.
I'm trying to keep you in my life but I don't know how.
I hate this suspension.
Sucking away my blood, crushing me under tension.
Where the hell are you?
It's fading from my memory, becoming dull and void.
I scramble for the sound.
In desperation I tear apart my brain neuron by neuron until it's found.
You're becoming flashes to me.
Not even a solid person anymore, a drifting figure I can barely see.
I'm so scared.
I'm losing you so I can't have you when I need you there.
It's been so long now.
I'm trying to keep you in my life but I don't know how.
I hate this suspension.
Sucking away my blood, crushing me under tension.
Where the hell are you?
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2013 8:54pm
3rd Nov 2013 8:54pm
Poof. Gone.
I miss him like the empty puzzle piece in the picture.
Most of it's still there.
But it's the holes that people stare at, whatever it was supposed to be damned.
I've finally figured out my holes.
They're there because of the incredible instability that rips through a person when you lose someone who changed you.
He didn't die. But it felt like everything he gave me did.
To me, death means no longer able. no longer able to exist the same.
Wasn't this just another form of death?
Or just the shell shock of change.
He changed me.
He pulled me out...
Most of it's still there.
But it's the holes that people stare at, whatever it was supposed to be damned.
I've finally figured out my holes.
They're there because of the incredible instability that rips through a person when you lose someone who changed you.
He didn't die. But it felt like everything he gave me did.
To me, death means no longer able. no longer able to exist the same.
Wasn't this just another form of death?
Or just the shell shock of change.
He changed me.
He pulled me out...
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2013 2:01am
2nd Nov 2013 2:01am
Twins
We share the same soul her and I.
I'm the one who tells the truth, she's the one who tells lies.
She was conceived from my hate, born into instability, and grew on my anger.
No wonder she hates me, strove on turning me into a stranger.
She is the crazy bursting through my flesh, she is the destroyer, she is the sin.
She opened the door to my heart and let herself in.
Turned it black, ripped it up, made me hate the world.
Want to say fuck it and burn it all, letting the flames unfurl.
All I can do I put my head in my hands and scream
"Oh god she's...
I'm the one who tells the truth, she's the one who tells lies.
She was conceived from my hate, born into instability, and grew on my anger.
No wonder she hates me, strove on turning me into a stranger.
She is the crazy bursting through my flesh, she is the destroyer, she is the sin.
She opened the door to my heart and let herself in.
Turned it black, ripped it up, made me hate the world.
Want to say fuck it and burn it all, letting the flames unfurl.
All I can do I put my head in my hands and scream
"Oh god she's...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Oct 2013 8:11am
17th Oct 2013 8:11am
Wordless
I would write you all a poem.
I would twist the letters across the page until they sparked with life into freedom, breathing through the paper into existence.
But you know what?
They refuse to even take a tentative leap from the pen that I found (God knows where).
They don't even wanna try.
So I'll let the pen lie, let them sleep in my consciousness.
Shows over anyway. So why are you still here?
I would twist the letters across the page until they sparked with life into freedom, breathing through the paper into existence.
But you know what?
They refuse to even take a tentative leap from the pen that I found (God knows where).
They don't even wanna try.
So I'll let the pen lie, let them sleep in my consciousness.
Shows over anyway. So why are you still here?
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Oct 2013 9:01am
14th Oct 2013 9:01am
Way Out
08/22/2013 1:23 AM
My arms don't know how to hold you.
My legs can't run fast enough to you.
My lips can't kiss the right spot, and my love couldn't be enough.
I have no idea where you are tonight.
But I know where I want you to be.
But I'm coming to terms with the fact that you're not coming.
Babe, I didn't want to do this.
Still don't.
I keep waiting for the words I'll never hear to fall on my ears that you're here and it's alright and I can finally be at peace.
But I can't wait for a dream that's only based on useless hopes and...
My arms don't know how to hold you.
My legs can't run fast enough to you.
My lips can't kiss the right spot, and my love couldn't be enough.
I have no idea where you are tonight.
But I know where I want you to be.
But I'm coming to terms with the fact that you're not coming.
Babe, I didn't want to do this.
Still don't.
I keep waiting for the words I'll never hear to fall on my ears that you're here and it's alright and I can finally be at peace.
But I can't wait for a dream that's only based on useless hopes and...
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