Submissions by Resistance
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
This is my character and this is me. I suppose, this is who I'm supposed to be. Perhaps, in me, you'll see yourself but... Wouldn't that be such a tragedy?
DARK POEM
Published
22nd May 2016 8:37pm
22nd May 2016 8:37pm
I Am A Waste
I am a waste,
I speak for me as I speak for you,
We are a waste.
I agree with you.
There is no happiness presently,
We are a waste.
Not even your own parents could love you,
No.
Why would they beat us if they loved us?
You are a waste.
You are a mistake.
You should die.
I know,
I want to,
But I'm scared.
You would do everyone a favour if you did,
No one would miss you.
Your death would make everyone happy.
So do not be selfish,
Being afraid is selfish.
Make it quick if you are that pathetic,
Jump off of the...
I speak for me as I speak for you,
We are a waste.
I agree with you.
There is no happiness presently,
We are a waste.
Not even your own parents could love you,
No.
Why would they beat us if they loved us?
You are a waste.
You are a mistake.
You should die.
I know,
I want to,
But I'm scared.
You would do everyone a favour if you did,
No one would miss you.
Your death would make everyone happy.
So do not be selfish,
Being afraid is selfish.
Make it quick if you are that pathetic,
Jump off of the...
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4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Apr 2016 2:10pm
19th Apr 2016 2:10pm
Photography
Click.
Click.
That is what goes through your mind.
Click.
Click.
That is what goes through mine.
Click.
Click.
The noise makes you sick,
But I adore the noise.
It is what makes your life tick.
Look at all of this poetry I am writing,
For once we actually rhymed.
Ha.
Haha.
Hahaha.
Such a trivial thing to care about.
We do not write to please you,
My poetry is not created to make you feel.
I do not care about you,
Or myself,
I only care for me.
Confusing, right?
Click.
Click.
Oh.
We are off...
Click.
That is what goes through your mind.
Click.
Click.
That is what goes through mine.
Click.
Click.
The noise makes you sick,
But I adore the noise.
It is what makes your life tick.
Look at all of this poetry I am writing,
For once we actually rhymed.
Ha.
Haha.
Hahaha.
Such a trivial thing to care about.
We do not write to please you,
My poetry is not created to make you feel.
I do not care about you,
Or myself,
I only care for me.
Confusing, right?
Click.
Click.
Oh.
We are off...
708 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
17th Apr 2016 8:22pm
17th Apr 2016 8:22pm
Needs
I want someone to want me.
I'm not pretty enough for that.
I hate the way I look.
I loathe the way I think.
I wish I didn't depend on looks.
I wish I saw mentality.
I wish I was more than sexuality.
Oh my.
Shut up.
Please?
Me,
Myself and I.
That is all I am hearing from you.
Why are you so whiny?
Do you really think anyone cares?
Pathetic.
Why are you so disgusting?
You want a man inside of you,
You want to be dominated,
Held down.
You want to be taken so brutally it could...
I'm not pretty enough for that.
I hate the way I look.
I loathe the way I think.
I wish I didn't depend on looks.
I wish I saw mentality.
I wish I was more than sexuality.
Oh my.
Shut up.
Please?
Me,
Myself and I.
That is all I am hearing from you.
Why are you so whiny?
Do you really think anyone cares?
Pathetic.
Why are you so disgusting?
You want a man inside of you,
You want to be dominated,
Held down.
You want to be taken so brutally it could...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Apr 2016 12:52pm
14th Apr 2016 12:52pm
Won
I think you've won,
That's it.
That's all.
I think you've won.
That's it.
That's all.
I think you've won.
625 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
13th Apr 2016 9:16pm
13th Apr 2016 9:16pm
Stress
I'm stressed,
Everything I do is making me anxious,
There's work to be done and yet here I am,
Writing poetry for people that don't like it.
I am stressed.
Every breath I take is another second I use
Contemplating my reason to live this life.
Where work is everything and peace is none,
Pieces of me have begun to unwrap as though
I were a piece of cloth.
A piece of cloth signifying defeat.
For I give up.
I give in.
Waving my flag over my head,
Let the enemy see before I die.
I'm stressed.
Everything I do is making me anxious,
There's work to be done and yet here I am,
Writing poetry for people that don't like it.
I am stressed.
Every breath I take is another second I use
Contemplating my reason to live this life.
Where work is everything and peace is none,
Pieces of me have begun to unwrap as though
I were a piece of cloth.
A piece of cloth signifying defeat.
For I give up.
I give in.
Waving my flag over my head,
Let the enemy see before I die.
I'm stressed.
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Apr 2016 10:19pm
11th Apr 2016 10:19pm
Claim Me
Sometimes I wish you would claim me.
Instead of the talking we do,
I wish you would just reach over and grasp me.
But that is no fun,
If I were to do that you would not suffer,
And I would not laugh.
You don't laugh anyway.
Ah.
Perhaps not.
But I feel a twisting inside of my gut.
My gut.
Our gut.
The sensation makes me warm,
It is the feeling of when you are sad.
I like that feeling.
I enjoy your pain.
Why?
You must be in pain too,
And that's no fun.
Are you stupid?
I told you.
It makes me warm.
I have not...
Instead of the talking we do,
I wish you would just reach over and grasp me.
But that is no fun,
If I were to do that you would not suffer,
And I would not laugh.
You don't laugh anyway.
Ah.
Perhaps not.
But I feel a twisting inside of my gut.
My gut.
Our gut.
The sensation makes me warm,
It is the feeling of when you are sad.
I like that feeling.
I enjoy your pain.
Why?
You must be in pain too,
And that's no fun.
Are you stupid?
I told you.
It makes me warm.
I have not...
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2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Apr 2016 10:30pm
9th Apr 2016 10:30pm
The Words I'll Never Say
I hate you so fucking much you stuck up, self-centered little cunt.
Nothing is ever your fault.
You're always the victim and everyone else is to blame
Because you can never accept that maybe,
Just maybe,
It's your fault.
You're worse than my fucking father.
But you know what?
I'm not going to scope to your level.
I'm not going to send this,
I'm not going to add fuel to the blazing fire,
I'm going to keep neutral,
And forgive you again and again and again because that's all I'm good at.
And obviously if I did...
Nothing is ever your fault.
You're always the victim and everyone else is to blame
Because you can never accept that maybe,
Just maybe,
It's your fault.
You're worse than my fucking father.
But you know what?
I'm not going to scope to your level.
I'm not going to send this,
I'm not going to add fuel to the blazing fire,
I'm going to keep neutral,
And forgive you again and again and again because that's all I'm good at.
And obviously if I did...
636 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2016 9:59pm
3rd Apr 2016 9:59pm
Jealousy
I am jealous of you.
No.
This isn't something I'm ashamed to admit.
I am jealous of you.
I am not attracted to men but I am attracted to him.
And you are in my way.
No.
I am not ashamed of this feeling!
You might be happy but I am not,
So I do not care if you cry when I take him,
Because I will take him.
I am better than you.
You lack that touch like all the other virgins do.
I am not pure and therefore
My sexuality is fiercer than yours.
But.
I am jealous of you.
You are nothing to envy.
You are a repulsive child that...
No.
This isn't something I'm ashamed to admit.
I am jealous of you.
I am not attracted to men but I am attracted to him.
And you are in my way.
No.
I am not ashamed of this feeling!
You might be happy but I am not,
So I do not care if you cry when I take him,
Because I will take him.
I am better than you.
You lack that touch like all the other virgins do.
I am not pure and therefore
My sexuality is fiercer than yours.
But.
I am jealous of you.
You are nothing to envy.
You are a repulsive child that...
650 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
1st Apr 2016 9:32pm
1st Apr 2016 9:32pm
Ugly
I hate being ugly.
No, there won't be another voice.
My depression is not here with me
As a separate being as for right now,
We are one.
I hate being ugly.
Such a typical thing to say BUT I MEAN IT.
I see girls pulls at their faces and mutter the
Same words that I do but they're not like me.
They're not ugly.
People will approach my words with sympathy
BUT YOU KNOW THAT THE FACE YOU SEE IS UGLY.
YOU KNOW.
WHY ARE YOU LYING TO ME?
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?
DON'T DISAGREE WITH ME.
I'M UGLY.
I have circles under my eyes.
I...
No, there won't be another voice.
My depression is not here with me
As a separate being as for right now,
We are one.
I hate being ugly.
Such a typical thing to say BUT I MEAN IT.
I see girls pulls at their faces and mutter the
Same words that I do but they're not like me.
They're not ugly.
People will approach my words with sympathy
BUT YOU KNOW THAT THE FACE YOU SEE IS UGLY.
YOU KNOW.
WHY ARE YOU LYING TO ME?
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?
DON'T DISAGREE WITH ME.
I'M UGLY.
I have circles under my eyes.
I...
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
13th Mar 2016 7:41pm
13th Mar 2016 7:41pm
Coffee
I can't take this,
I think I'm going to vomit.
Fuck.
I don't usually swear but fuck.
This is difficult.
I don't know if I can handle it anymore,
My sister fell down the stairs and now,
Now there are spiders in her hair.
She isn't even two yet,
Her smiling face is lighting up my screen
And I could battle with angels that her smile
Is the best thing that I have ever seen and yet,
She isn't doing it anymore.
Why has she stopped?
Why is she dreaming?
She went to the same place as that Godforsaken daemon,
But she is a galaxy of wonder...
I think I'm going to vomit.
Fuck.
I don't usually swear but fuck.
This is difficult.
I don't know if I can handle it anymore,
My sister fell down the stairs and now,
Now there are spiders in her hair.
She isn't even two yet,
Her smiling face is lighting up my screen
And I could battle with angels that her smile
Is the best thing that I have ever seen and yet,
She isn't doing it anymore.
Why has she stopped?
Why is she dreaming?
She went to the same place as that Godforsaken daemon,
But she is a galaxy of wonder...
688 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Mar 2016 5:04pm
12th Mar 2016 5:04pm
Eradication
Eradication (noun):
The complete destruction of something
To remove a civilsation of disease,
Is to bestow power upon nations.
We need to burn everything that goes against nature.
I do not care about nurture or love,
I praise fertility,
Everything else is futile.
I have never seen a species of love survive,
Only the powerful thrive for never once have I
Ever seen a scarlet sky and wished for a rainbow.
There is no sense in it all.
Oh?
You disagree?
Your father before my word spoke the same words
As I spoke but never did he speak to...
The complete destruction of something
To remove a civilsation of disease,
Is to bestow power upon nations.
We need to burn everything that goes against nature.
I do not care about nurture or love,
I praise fertility,
Everything else is futile.
I have never seen a species of love survive,
Only the powerful thrive for never once have I
Ever seen a scarlet sky and wished for a rainbow.
There is no sense in it all.
Oh?
You disagree?
Your father before my word spoke the same words
As I spoke but never did he speak to...
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2016 7:52pm
10th Mar 2016 7:52pm
Help Me
Help me,
Please.
I want to die so badly.
Even as I laugh with my friends,
I want to die.
Please.
Please.
Please.
The prozac doesn't help,
You're winning.
I just want it to end,
But I'm too afraid to go there.
I need help.
Help me.
Please.
This isn't just poetry,
This is me.
I want to die so badly.
It's sad,
Really.
I've gone silent on the other end,
But even so,
They don't know,
That I want to die so badly.
Please,
Help me.
I want to die so badly.
Please.
I want to die so badly.
Even as I laugh with my friends,
I want to die.
Please.
Please.
Please.
The prozac doesn't help,
You're winning.
I just want it to end,
But I'm too afraid to go there.
I need help.
Help me.
Please.
This isn't just poetry,
This is me.
I want to die so badly.
It's sad,
Really.
I've gone silent on the other end,
But even so,
They don't know,
That I want to die so badly.
Please,
Help me.
I want to die so badly.
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