Submissions by Scenario (MC)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
One more junkie in the fast lane to hell. I'll write you when I get there.
SELF POEM
Published
9th Oct 2019 3:45pm
9th Oct 2019 3:45pm
Full Circle
I left and my worst nights were there to greet me.
Rock bottom before was nothing compared to half of the stuff that was about to hit the fan.
Nothingness.
I force myself back onto my feet.
In spite of you and everyone that tried to tear me down.
I'm still standing strong, motherfucker.
Healthy, thriving.
You cannot take this from me.
You cannot take anything from me anymore.
I am free.
Rock bottom before was nothing compared to half of the stuff that was about to hit the fan.
Nothingness.
I force myself back onto my feet.
In spite of you and everyone that tried to tear me down.
I'm still standing strong, motherfucker.
Healthy, thriving.
You cannot take this from me.
You cannot take anything from me anymore.
I am free.
#strength
#MovingOn
#determination
445 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
6th Sep 2018 3:55am
6th Sep 2018 3:55am
So Tired
My heart immediately sinks as I open my eyes each morning
Each day is just a new horror
Much worse than any nightmare
I have ever known
Each day is just a new horror
Much worse than any nightmare
I have ever known
#depression
419 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2018 2:36am
3rd Sep 2018 2:36am
Done With It
There's not much to it
I'm a depressed piece of shit
And I can't get no job, no
'Cause I drink too much SoCo
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
I'm about to put the "F U" in FUN
And blow my fucking brains out
Because I'm just a damn disappointment
To my family and friends
Oh, I don't know why
I wanna die
Just kidding, I hate my life
I wanna die
Just let me end it
I'm a depressed piece of shit
And I can't get no job, no
'Cause I drink too much SoCo
Staring down the barrel of a loaded gun
I'm about to put the "F U" in FUN
And blow my fucking brains out
Because I'm just a damn disappointment
To my family and friends
Oh, I don't know why
I wanna die
Just kidding, I hate my life
I wanna die
Just let me end it
#depression
#dark
#suicide
340 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Sep 2017 1:26am
21st Sep 2017 1:26am
Equivalent Exchange
At the core of all creation exists a horror unbeknownst to mankind;
an indomitable and notable violence.
In order to create something,
I must first sacrifice something of equal value.
Most of the time, I give up my peace of mind…
Only from suffering can a true artist grow and create.
an indomitable and notable violence.
In order to create something,
I must first sacrifice something of equal value.
Most of the time, I give up my peace of mind…
Only from suffering can a true artist grow and create.
500 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2017 4:52am
20th Sep 2017 4:52am
Mistakes
you know
no matter
how
hard i
try
reality
crashing
down on
my entire
body
you beat me so severely i was in the ICU
but when i lie awake i night i don't wish you'd burn
its only for your touch i yearn
learning to live without you physically hurts
and it hurts much more than your fists hitting my jaw
on most days
no matter
how
hard i
try
reality
crashing
down on
my entire
body
you beat me so severely i was in the ICU
but when i lie awake i night i don't wish you'd burn
its only for your touch i yearn
learning to live without you physically hurts
and it hurts much more than your fists hitting my jaw
on most days
552 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Sep 2017 3:06am
19th Sep 2017 3:06am
Unaware
I’m not sure how I never saw it coming.
My friends and family say they always felt something was off.
She told me that I was special
and I believed her.
There were a thousand red flags right in front of my eyes
but I thought that they were roses.
My friends and family say they always felt something was off.
She told me that I was special
and I believed her.
There were a thousand red flags right in front of my eyes
but I thought that they were roses.
485 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
18th Sep 2017 4:54am
18th Sep 2017 4:54am
Picture Perfect
i am well
i have no self destructive impulses
i eat 3 balanced meals a day
i always look before crossing the street
i carefully read and follow the directions on prescription pain killers
i would never take more than the recommended dose
i would never mix alcohol and prescription pain killers
i am comfortable with affection
i enjoy physical contact
i am a well adjusted and happy individual
i am healthy
i am a liar
i have no self destructive impulses
i eat 3 balanced meals a day
i always look before crossing the street
i carefully read and follow the directions on prescription pain killers
i would never take more than the recommended dose
i would never mix alcohol and prescription pain killers
i am comfortable with affection
i enjoy physical contact
i am a well adjusted and happy individual
i am healthy
i am a liar
502 reads
0 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
9th Sep 2017 2:08am
9th Sep 2017 2:08am
Charm
next thing you know
you're on roof of
a moving car
and your mouth
tastes like
fireball
mixed with
blood.
you're on roof of
a moving car
and your mouth
tastes like
fireball
mixed with
blood.
737 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
6th Sep 2017 11:37am
6th Sep 2017 11:37am
Split
It's been two years now
And I can't say that anything is any better.
I drink to forget
But I always remember.
I'd known her for 4 years, she was basically part of our family.
She was the first person I came out to.
She taught me how to write both poetry and prose
And in her footsteps, I followed.
To be fair, I should have seen it coming.
She had been acting strange and saying odd, out of place things.
I was wearing a dark green t-shirt and denim shorts with flip-flops.
I shouldn't have been so naive and trusting.
...
And I can't say that anything is any better.
I drink to forget
But I always remember.
I'd known her for 4 years, she was basically part of our family.
She was the first person I came out to.
She taught me how to write both poetry and prose
And in her footsteps, I followed.
To be fair, I should have seen it coming.
She had been acting strange and saying odd, out of place things.
I was wearing a dark green t-shirt and denim shorts with flip-flops.
I shouldn't have been so naive and trusting.
...
519 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2017 9:47am
6th Sep 2017 9:47am
Routine
There are two different people inside of my head
One thinks I'm crazy and one wants me dead
They fight for control, control of what's left
Barren wasteland, a valley of death
Railing some uppers with strangers at a party
Playing piano at the bar until 2 in the morning
Cheap gin and cigarettes
Four more spirits down and plenty of regret
I look good and I feel good
Untouchable, immortal
In control and out of my mind
Tomorrow I'll surely feel horrible
One thinks I'm crazy and one wants me dead
They fight for control, control of what's left
Barren wasteland, a valley of death
Railing some uppers with strangers at a party
Playing piano at the bar until 2 in the morning
Cheap gin and cigarettes
Four more spirits down and plenty of regret
I look good and I feel good
Untouchable, immortal
In control and out of my mind
Tomorrow I'll surely feel horrible
666 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
4th Sep 2017 6:46am
4th Sep 2017 6:46am
Kill Me
I don't
smoke cigarettes because
I like the taste
or how they make me feel.
I
smoke cigarettes because
I hate myself
and want to die.
smoke cigarettes because
I like the taste
or how they make me feel.
I
smoke cigarettes because
I hate myself
and want to die.
536 reads
0 Comments
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