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.
Broken Iris
Don't you dare tell me you love me
That's impossible
That's just stupid
I don't even love me
and you have the nerve to say you do?
Get out of my sight
That's impossible
That's just stupid
I don't even love me
and you have the nerve to say you do?
Get out of my sight
582 reads
0 Comments
Burned
Don't leave me
Because you're all I have left
I don't want to go alone
Because you're all I have left
I don't want to go alone
603 reads
3 Comments
Hell
fading in and out
limbs heavy
speech slurred
unable to move
a long line of stitches on my wrists
painkillers, saline & sedatives flooding my system
perpetual drip
restrained for my own "safety"
limbs heavy
speech slurred
unable to move
a long line of stitches on my wrists
painkillers, saline & sedatives flooding my system
perpetual drip
restrained for my own "safety"
735 reads
1 Comment
Junkie
went from a successful artist
to a washed up drug addict
only living to get her next high
feeling alive only when i burn my wrists with cigarettes
only happy when i take opioids or shoot up
drinking morning afternoon and night to fight the urge to kill myself
i hate everyone
and i hope that i overdose
to a washed up drug addict
only living to get her next high
feeling alive only when i burn my wrists with cigarettes
only happy when i take opioids or shoot up
drinking morning afternoon and night to fight the urge to kill myself
i hate everyone
and i hope that i overdose
648 reads
4 Comments
I'm Sorry
I always knew it would end like this...
What you call love is nothing but a complex chemical reaction that compels animals to breed.
Fuck love.
My time here is over.
What you call love is nothing but a complex chemical reaction that compels animals to breed.
Fuck love.
My time here is over.
649 reads
2 Comments
A Summary of My Existence
the worst feeling is waking up
in the hospital with stitches in your wrists
and knowing you failed once more
in the hospital with stitches in your wrists
and knowing you failed once more
561 reads
1 Comment
Dear "Lover"
Take a hint
We are not a thing
We never were
And we never will be
I have my love
You need to find yours
And you need to realize
That your love is not me
Yes, this is harsh
But you need to wake up
And save the fantasy for when you dream
Because I am not your lover
I am not anything to you
And rightfully so
Just because we shared a cigarette
Doesn't mean we are married
We are not a thing
We never were
And we never will be
I have my love
You need to find yours
And you need to realize
That your love is not me
Yes, this is harsh
But you need to wake up
And save the fantasy for when you dream
Because I am not your lover
I am not anything to you
And rightfully so
Just because we shared a cigarette
Doesn't mean we are married
576 reads
1 Comment
Hermit
I am empty.
I feel nothing.
I think nothing.
Sleep-walking through life.
Existing.
Surviving.
I am but a shell of who I used to be.
Outside looking in.
I feel nothing.
I think nothing.
Sleep-walking through life.
Existing.
Surviving.
I am but a shell of who I used to be.
Outside looking in.
764 reads
2 Comments
Pill Popper
"How many suicidal thoughts do you have on average?"
More than I could ever count.
"If someone offered you a way out of this life, a painless way out, would you take it?"
Without hesitation.
"And when would you say all this started?"
The day she left.
More than I could ever count.
"If someone offered you a way out of this life, a painless way out, would you take it?"
Without hesitation.
"And when would you say all this started?"
The day she left.
598 reads
2 Comments
Later
I can feel it
The end is near
I now know exactly what to do
And when to do it
Why keep on living
if your dreams will be nothing but?
The end is near
I now know exactly what to do
And when to do it
Why keep on living
if your dreams will be nothing but?
555 reads
0 Comments
Done
Washed up opium addict on the streets
Gotta chug a can of amp to stay on my feet
Just dodged a bullet by the skin of my teeth
I'm gonna keep walking away 'til my knees get weak
Scrambled brain
Pills for days
Racked with pain
No end in sight
Blinding light
Loud echoing sound
My head is starting to pound
I just want to get out
Please let me end my life
Gotta chug a can of amp to stay on my feet
Just dodged a bullet by the skin of my teeth
I'm gonna keep walking away 'til my knees get weak
Scrambled brain
Pills for days
Racked with pain
No end in sight
Blinding light
Loud echoing sound
My head is starting to pound
I just want to get out
Please let me end my life
613 reads
2 Comments
Last Days
I have to lie to myself to get the motivation to survive.
But not even that works anymore.
Now, it is just a waiting game.
But not even that works anymore.
Now, it is just a waiting game.
705 reads
1 Comment
DU Poetry : Submissions by Scenario (MC)