Submissions by Sandman68
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I live in and out of Dreams, careful to heed their warnings and interpret their symbolisms. I write from ideas uncovered there, people and beasts met there and situations never meant to be real in our sad reality.
SELF POEM
Published
24th Mar 2018 4:45am
24th Mar 2018 4:45am
Tired Insight
Sometimes our brains hide from us
the very memories we need to confront
in order to learn and grow from them
Worst still than the injustices against us
are the lies we tell ourselves to hide
and absolve our true participation in
Real truth often leaves me feeling like
the useless pulp remaining after grapes
are raped of their juices to make wine
My whole life has led to this point
where I am reduced to the mess left over
after the party and everyone's gone home
the very memories we need to confront
in order to learn and grow from them
Worst still than the injustices against us
are the lies we tell ourselves to hide
and absolve our true participation in
Real truth often leaves me feeling like
the useless pulp remaining after grapes
are raped of their juices to make wine
My whole life has led to this point
where I am reduced to the mess left over
after the party and everyone's gone home
#sadness
#rejection
#dark
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Mar 2018 4:42am
24th Mar 2018 4:42am
Lost World
In the world where my life is better
I live without daily anxiety
I live without the constant understanding
that my life was made for a higher purpose
In that world I am not so alone
Just one of the many past relationships
lasted into something better
My hollow heart had a companion
Maybe it was you on that lost world
A peaceful and loving life we shared
bereft of my stubborn preference
of uncompromising existence
Perhaps we truly get what we deserve
Rewarded of the heart's stingy needs
It's short sighted...
I live without daily anxiety
I live without the constant understanding
that my life was made for a higher purpose
In that world I am not so alone
Just one of the many past relationships
lasted into something better
My hollow heart had a companion
Maybe it was you on that lost world
A peaceful and loving life we shared
bereft of my stubborn preference
of uncompromising existence
Perhaps we truly get what we deserve
Rewarded of the heart's stingy needs
It's short sighted...
#dark
#frustration
446 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2018 5:32am
23rd Mar 2018 5:32am
Who I Am
I am the absolute darkness
profound in it's utter certainty
I am the onset of growing pain
An itch in your skull impending demise
I am the spitting platitudes
in the face of overwhelming adversity
I am eternal sorrow
unrefined in a world with no time to care
I am also the invisible specter
Witness to your unforgivable indiscretions
I never promised you absolution
Salvation isn't guaranteed. Suffer on.
profound in it's utter certainty
I am the onset of growing pain
An itch in your skull impending demise
I am the spitting platitudes
in the face of overwhelming adversity
I am eternal sorrow
unrefined in a world with no time to care
I am also the invisible specter
Witness to your unforgivable indiscretions
I never promised you absolution
Salvation isn't guaranteed. Suffer on.
#dark
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2018 5:21am
23rd Mar 2018 5:21am
Open
In one of many moments
I am not proud to admit
I went back later and
poisoned the dog
I was too young to realize
it was merely enacting
it's nature to protect
and it wasn't personal
I later realized, with horror,
I had no safe place in my mind
to retreat to when beset upon
either real or imagined
Forevermore I would stand
to face my Fears and Truths
rarely successfully
My third eye weeps insight
I am not proud to admit
I went back later and
poisoned the dog
I was too young to realize
it was merely enacting
it's nature to protect
and it wasn't personal
I later realized, with horror,
I had no safe place in my mind
to retreat to when beset upon
either real or imagined
Forevermore I would stand
to face my Fears and Truths
rarely successfully
My third eye weeps insight
#sadness
#regret
#shame
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2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2018 2:48am
22nd Mar 2018 2:48am
The River
There is a river of pain
that washes over the world,
there, just beyond our perception
The happy, the content, the comfortable
have no reason to feel it's undertow
The poor, the sick, the maladjusted
feel it's icy waters and either become
tolerant of it's constant discomfort
or eventually succumb to the flow
Pulled along down deep
with open lifeless eyes
that washes over the world,
there, just beyond our perception
The happy, the content, the comfortable
have no reason to feel it's undertow
The poor, the sick, the maladjusted
feel it's icy waters and either become
tolerant of it's constant discomfort
or eventually succumb to the flow
Pulled along down deep
with open lifeless eyes
#sadness
#dark
536 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2018 2:15am
22nd Mar 2018 2:15am
Good-bye
I dream of more than visual meaning
in the wide world around us
I reach to live, even vicariously,
through arcane rituals & taboo practices
of the sacred and the profane
I whisper blasphemy and sing the songs
of an outcast heretic, desires quenched
I satiate my furious mind on all levels
of involvement, active and passive
I observe silently man's carnal crimes,
secret under-societies and murderous
misadventures
I accept your reluctance to join me.
From where I intend to eventually be, ...
in the wide world around us
I reach to live, even vicariously,
through arcane rituals & taboo practices
of the sacred and the profane
I whisper blasphemy and sing the songs
of an outcast heretic, desires quenched
I satiate my furious mind on all levels
of involvement, active and passive
I observe silently man's carnal crimes,
secret under-societies and murderous
misadventures
I accept your reluctance to join me.
From where I intend to eventually be, ...
#LifeGoals
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DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 10:23pm
18th Mar 2018 10:23pm
Away From Pills
And so you run, seeking that chaste field
so far removed from claustrophobic nightmares
of tall buildings and cacophonous menace
You only trade the hopeful dream of escape
from one place for another as the solitude
offers you no better solace
Your screams unheard and unanswered
by uncaring nature, prescriptive chemistry
no longer fixing what biology has forfeited
Postpone your eventuality by accepting
what you are already aware of...
the broken science project that is your life.
so far removed from claustrophobic nightmares
of tall buildings and cacophonous menace
You only trade the hopeful dream of escape
from one place for another as the solitude
offers you no better solace
Your screams unheard and unanswered
by uncaring nature, prescriptive chemistry
no longer fixing what biology has forfeited
Postpone your eventuality by accepting
what you are already aware of...
the broken science project that is your life.
#sadness
#anxiety
595 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 10:07pm
18th Mar 2018 10:07pm
Life Questions
Is there somewhere yet to fly to in this world
beyond the pain and depression?
Do like minded people reside there, ready to provide
absolution, forgiveness and redemption?
Can I walk around there without my armor?
Can I not second-guess other's intentions?
I seek these fair fields nightly in my dreams
Is it within our self-therapies
to leave some things unexplored?
Do all of our secrets need to be pulled,
kicking and screaming, out of the dark for examination?
Does freeing all thoughts from our minds ...
beyond the pain and depression?
Do like minded people reside there, ready to provide
absolution, forgiveness and redemption?
Can I walk around there without my armor?
Can I not second-guess other's intentions?
I seek these fair fields nightly in my dreams
Is it within our self-therapies
to leave some things unexplored?
Do all of our secrets need to be pulled,
kicking and screaming, out of the dark for examination?
Does freeing all thoughts from our minds ...
#learning
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ANGER POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 2:47am
18th Mar 2018 2:47am
Discordant Obliqueness
Never is the distance between us
greater than when we are close together
The memories of us in the past
are far better than the realities
of us in the present
We mark the passing of our time
with the little successions
of victories and defeats
Searing narcotic insights
force my understandings
Were you or any of this real
or has my life been one long sad dream?
greater than when we are close together
The memories of us in the past
are far better than the realities
of us in the present
We mark the passing of our time
with the little successions
of victories and defeats
Searing narcotic insights
force my understandings
Were you or any of this real
or has my life been one long sad dream?
#sadness
#anger
#frustration
593 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
18th Mar 2018 2:19am
18th Mar 2018 2:19am
Love Fear
Does the heart grow stronger
for all it's increased exercise
during an infatuation or
does it beat faster towards
it's own eventual doom?
Love is deadly.
for all it's increased exercise
during an infatuation or
does it beat faster towards
it's own eventual doom?
Love is deadly.
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Jan 2017 8:58am
3rd Jan 2017 8:58am
Waiting
I am the Jigsaw Man
held together by pills
of my missing chemistry
Full of holes
leaking weakness
stumbling into the next day
Eyes watering, ears ringing,
my mouth is dry and nose bleeding
the smell of the end ever near
I still take on all challengers
on shaky legs
with clenched fists
My aura is a bruised purple
seeping from my pores
pools under foot
my exhausted body urged on
by the hungry chainsaw
that is my mind
All nerves on edge
burning and stinging
random pulses of pain
...
held together by pills
of my missing chemistry
Full of holes
leaking weakness
stumbling into the next day
Eyes watering, ears ringing,
my mouth is dry and nose bleeding
the smell of the end ever near
I still take on all challengers
on shaky legs
with clenched fists
My aura is a bruised purple
seeping from my pores
pools under foot
my exhausted body urged on
by the hungry chainsaw
that is my mind
All nerves on edge
burning and stinging
random pulses of pain
...
531 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
14th Dec 2015 7:28am
14th Dec 2015 7:28am
Alone and Dreaming
I try not to look in the mirror any more
I barely recognize the person trapped in it
wasting no opportunity to mock me
I am resigned to all the things I will never have
No matter how much or what I acquire
there will always be a hole
quietly laughing at my attempts to fill it
I'm going back to sleep now
The last and only place I can be free
Entering a relaxed and dreaming state
A journey to find a way to stay there forever
At times I feel frozen in time, standing still
But nature abhors resistance and
time pushes into you,...
I barely recognize the person trapped in it
wasting no opportunity to mock me
I am resigned to all the things I will never have
No matter how much or what I acquire
there will always be a hole
quietly laughing at my attempts to fill it
I'm going back to sleep now
The last and only place I can be free
Entering a relaxed and dreaming state
A journey to find a way to stay there forever
At times I feel frozen in time, standing still
But nature abhors resistance and
time pushes into you,...
646 reads
1 Comment
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