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
28th Nov 2016 10:30am
28th Nov 2016 10:30am
Empty Stare
Sometimes you just have to stand back
and realize that
no one will ever make you feel like a human again.
You're doomed to walk this earth, going through the motions,
day in and day out,
as nothing more than an empty shell.
You'll never feel safe.
You'll never feel comforted and loved.
No one will ever understand you.
Everyone leaves.
There will always be a barrier, no matter how hard you try to tear it down,
between you and everyone else - even those who say they care.
Restless and alone,
walking until you can't anymore.
and realize that
no one will ever make you feel like a human again.
You're doomed to walk this earth, going through the motions,
day in and day out,
as nothing more than an empty shell.
You'll never feel safe.
You'll never feel comforted and loved.
No one will ever understand you.
Everyone leaves.
There will always be a barrier, no matter how hard you try to tear it down,
between you and everyone else - even those who say they care.
Restless and alone,
walking until you can't anymore.
644 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
5th Nov 2016 7:39am
5th Nov 2016 7:39am
Empty
I wish I could say that I was afraid of you...
but after staring into the nothingness of the void beyond this life,
fear is just a drop of water in the ocean.
No, honey,
I've seen the face of evil and welcomed it into my home
with open arms.
I gave up what makes me human
without hesitation
in exchange for
a gift which quickly became a curse.
I cannot turn it off.
I see things that no human should.
I literally /feel/ them, and they drain me.
but after staring into the nothingness of the void beyond this life,
fear is just a drop of water in the ocean.
No, honey,
I've seen the face of evil and welcomed it into my home
with open arms.
I gave up what makes me human
without hesitation
in exchange for
a gift which quickly became a curse.
I cannot turn it off.
I see things that no human should.
I literally /feel/ them, and they drain me.
475 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2016 6:37am
25th Oct 2016 6:37am
Crushed
Thrown to the wolves
Dragged through the system
Fought hard for years
Broke down in tears
Now I'm a blank slate
Empty canvas
Confused and afraid
Playing into their trap
Card game gone wrong
Dragged through the system
Fought hard for years
Broke down in tears
Now I'm a blank slate
Empty canvas
Confused and afraid
Playing into their trap
Card game gone wrong
523 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Oct 2016 6:22am
25th Oct 2016 6:22am
Too Much
At first it came in waves
I could feel it growing inside of me
An empty space in my heart
Never healed but just ignored
Devoured my soul overnight it seems
Had plenty of time to stitch it back together
Easily preventable
Now I am lost
Swept up in the chaos
I am but a shadow of who I used to be
Lost touch with what makes me human
Going through the motions to establish routine
I could feel it growing inside of me
An empty space in my heart
Never healed but just ignored
Devoured my soul overnight it seems
Had plenty of time to stitch it back together
Easily preventable
Now I am lost
Swept up in the chaos
I am but a shadow of who I used to be
Lost touch with what makes me human
Going through the motions to establish routine
492 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Oct 2016 8:24am
5th Oct 2016 8:24am
Yearning
And I scream
And I cry
And I lay awake all night
Trying to get to you
Just trying to get to you
And I cry
And I lay awake all night
Trying to get to you
Just trying to get to you
487 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Sep 2016 2:42am
27th Sep 2016 2:42am
Inside
Broken glass on the ground
My head is spinning as my heart pounds
And I can't help that when I see the moon
No, I can't help that I think of you
My knuckles bruised, bloodied and bare
Fighting for nothing
Just to see if you care
I've been beaten down one too many times
But now I think I'm going to finally let it die
Because when I was up at 2 a.m.
You were sleeping soundly in your bed
And when my heart was bleeding
You hardly noticed that I bled
All of this for you I gave
Self-sacrifice, day after day
But now I'm done,...
My head is spinning as my heart pounds
And I can't help that when I see the moon
No, I can't help that I think of you
My knuckles bruised, bloodied and bare
Fighting for nothing
Just to see if you care
I've been beaten down one too many times
But now I think I'm going to finally let it die
Because when I was up at 2 a.m.
You were sleeping soundly in your bed
And when my heart was bleeding
You hardly noticed that I bled
All of this for you I gave
Self-sacrifice, day after day
But now I'm done,...
492 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
30th Aug 2016 7:50pm
30th Aug 2016 7:50pm
Thread
going through the motions
lower than i thought possible
don't know how to fix it this time
just hanging on
lower than i thought possible
don't know how to fix it this time
just hanging on
506 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Aug 2016 11:43pm
28th Aug 2016 11:43pm
Crossroads
i've come to a point in my life
where i don't know whether i should
scream for help
or kill myself
where i don't know whether i should
scream for help
or kill myself
542 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
28th Aug 2016 11:36pm
28th Aug 2016 11:36pm
Autumn Blues
I made the decision to stop eating completely about three days ago
I don't have the energy or the will to do so anymore
I'd say exhaustion has set in but it's been here for longer than I can remember
I'm always in this twilight
This never ending, agonizing, nightmare
I don't have the energy or the will to do so anymore
I'd say exhaustion has set in but it's been here for longer than I can remember
I'm always in this twilight
This never ending, agonizing, nightmare
517 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Aug 2016 10:54am
12th Aug 2016 10:54am
The Best Type of Revenge
with shaking hands
and sweat pouring from my forehead
after a night full of anxiety
and no sleep
i think i've finally lost it
because for once instead of thinking of how escape my life
i found exactly how to prove you wrong
i want you to see how successful i become and i want to see you squirm
i've either got the spirit of a great warrior within me or i'm the dumbest son of a bitch alive
and sweat pouring from my forehead
after a night full of anxiety
and no sleep
i think i've finally lost it
because for once instead of thinking of how escape my life
i found exactly how to prove you wrong
i want you to see how successful i become and i want to see you squirm
i've either got the spirit of a great warrior within me or i'm the dumbest son of a bitch alive
487 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Aug 2016 11:44pm
8th Aug 2016 11:44pm
Sleep
It's really cold
and
I'm really tired
I'm restless at the same time,
though
I remain uninspired.
Hope draining from my eyes
like
the tide out to sea.
Placed on a bed of wilted flowers
with
a white sheet covering me.
and
I'm really tired
I'm restless at the same time,
though
I remain uninspired.
Hope draining from my eyes
like
the tide out to sea.
Placed on a bed of wilted flowers
with
a white sheet covering me.
586 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Aug 2016 2:58pm
8th Aug 2016 2:58pm
Final
I just want to be in love again.
To share my life with someone.
For time to pass quickly when we're together.
Showing them the deepest and darkest parts of my soul.
Being honest and vulnerable.
Connecting on so many different levels all at once.
I miss the closeness; the intimacy of it all.
Late night conversations about life and death.
Talks over tea about science and fashion.
Laughing at stupid things until we can barely breathe.
Holding each other while we cry.
Snuggling by the fireplace as it snows.
Oh, how I long to be in love...
To share my life with someone.
For time to pass quickly when we're together.
Showing them the deepest and darkest parts of my soul.
Being honest and vulnerable.
Connecting on so many different levels all at once.
I miss the closeness; the intimacy of it all.
Late night conversations about life and death.
Talks over tea about science and fashion.
Laughing at stupid things until we can barely breathe.
Holding each other while we cry.
Snuggling by the fireplace as it snows.
Oh, how I long to be in love...
493 reads
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