Submissions by Skump_1 (Skump Davis)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My name is Skump. If your an uptight pussy, I'd still recommend reading my poetry and telling me how much it bothers you.
DARK POEM
Published
1st Jun 2017 1:58am
1st Jun 2017 1:58am
Mother. (Love/Hate)
Love
I respect you to no end deep down
After my father
That fucking dead beat loser
Left you with a child and an std
Cheated on you the day I was born
What a prick
But that's besides the point
You kept me around
Never gave up
Raised my stupid crazy ass on your own along with multiple other children
and I gave you a lot of hard times
Said a lot of terrible things
and for that I apologize
Sometimes I think your the only one in the world who truly has my back
Then again.....sometimes I think...
Hate
You...
I respect you to no end deep down
After my father
That fucking dead beat loser
Left you with a child and an std
Cheated on you the day I was born
What a prick
But that's besides the point
You kept me around
Never gave up
Raised my stupid crazy ass on your own along with multiple other children
and I gave you a lot of hard times
Said a lot of terrible things
and for that I apologize
Sometimes I think your the only one in the world who truly has my back
Then again.....sometimes I think...
Hate
You...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th May 2017 7:46am
30th May 2017 7:46am
The voices.(Schizo Part 2)
There's alot that goes on within my head
Most of it I don't understand
Scientists say we use only 10% of our brain
and the rest is just left to wander
I feel only part of that is true
For the other 90% of mine is occupied by another being
Who is the little girl who's voice echoes in my brain? Who's voice is it that tells me to do destructive and disgusting things?
Almost as a voice of reason.
Can justify even the worst of behavior.
But it's more. Terrible memories flow through my cerebral cortex like a river of shit.
I re live them,...
Most of it I don't understand
Scientists say we use only 10% of our brain
and the rest is just left to wander
I feel only part of that is true
For the other 90% of mine is occupied by another being
Who is the little girl who's voice echoes in my brain? Who's voice is it that tells me to do destructive and disgusting things?
Almost as a voice of reason.
Can justify even the worst of behavior.
But it's more. Terrible memories flow through my cerebral cortex like a river of shit.
I re live them,...
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1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
19th May 2017 10:59pm
19th May 2017 10:59pm
I am Skump
Half of me is a real catch
The other half is shit
That I'll admit
My personality is split
I was not born with the name of Skump
It's a funny sounding name, it's dumb
But skump is tough. He's just doesn't give a fuck
He comes out when I'm drunk.
I can't tell you my real name
Skumps mouth would be my claim to fame
Sometimes I wish he was the only one
He'd take all the blame
Duel personalities are hard
My psyche is scarred
Skump can refuse the liquor if he chooses
My original self never leaves the bar ...
The other half is shit
That I'll admit
My personality is split
I was not born with the name of Skump
It's a funny sounding name, it's dumb
But skump is tough. He's just doesn't give a fuck
He comes out when I'm drunk.
I can't tell you my real name
Skumps mouth would be my claim to fame
Sometimes I wish he was the only one
He'd take all the blame
Duel personalities are hard
My psyche is scarred
Skump can refuse the liquor if he chooses
My original self never leaves the bar ...
636 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd May 2017 9:28pm
3rd May 2017 9:28pm
Tears of insanity
I have accepted pain. That is my normality. I can't remember the last time I felt real happiness. Mabey as a child, a past life, under the influence of a substance, I don't know. I have learned to live with this pain. Every bad thing that happens to me, I harness and learn to love. It is my way of life. How bad would the reaction be when I discover true happiness as I no longer know what that is? Would a clown feel his world no longer make sense if his smile turned to a frown? If his constant happiness was interrupted by a moment of pain? How much longer do I have, before the unthinkable...
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd May 2017 9:11pm
2nd May 2017 9:11pm
The Christian way
The Christian way is a way of lies
The belief that you should follow a set of rules
placed in an order to make life boring
I refuse
Shun me as you walk by
Because I don't attend your church
That's fine
There's one way to describe you
Fake
Fake as fuck
Talking shit about someone you know
then greeting them in the grocery store
or on the street
as if your happy to see them
The Christian way is a path covered in bullshit
the belief that you're better than most
because you have a religion
Following a...
The belief that you should follow a set of rules
placed in an order to make life boring
I refuse
Shun me as you walk by
Because I don't attend your church
That's fine
There's one way to describe you
Fake
Fake as fuck
Talking shit about someone you know
then greeting them in the grocery store
or on the street
as if your happy to see them
The Christian way is a path covered in bullshit
the belief that you're better than most
because you have a religion
Following a...
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd May 2017 8:09pm
2nd May 2017 8:09pm
A pair of eyes
I'm being followed
By what, I do not know
I can feel a pair of eyes on me anywhere I go
I can't get used to this feeling
I'm hoping it will show
At least if it's a person, I'm terrified of ghosts
I wake up late in the night
Make sure all the doors are locked
Keep my phone right next to me in case I have to call the cops
I wonder if my stalker sees me
playing with my cock
I search my tablet for some porn
Until I hear something drop
My paranoia has returned
I won't sleep through the night
I feel the presence...
By what, I do not know
I can feel a pair of eyes on me anywhere I go
I can't get used to this feeling
I'm hoping it will show
At least if it's a person, I'm terrified of ghosts
I wake up late in the night
Make sure all the doors are locked
Keep my phone right next to me in case I have to call the cops
I wonder if my stalker sees me
playing with my cock
I search my tablet for some porn
Until I hear something drop
My paranoia has returned
I won't sleep through the night
I feel the presence...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st May 2017 8:31pm
1st May 2017 8:31pm
Dropped from the sky
I don't remember how I began
Where I came from
How I got here
I remember opening my eyes
to see the masses of land look like puzzle pieces
Continents, they are called
Squinting
so my eyes don't burn from the fires of the atmosphere
I landed somewhere in the Midwest
of the US
Wandering this God forsaken world
wondering what it is im supposed to do
I feel I should try to help the inhabitants
Tho they just refuse
Living a lie
Scared of the truth
I've been sucked into the vortex
that has consumed so many...
Where I came from
How I got here
I remember opening my eyes
to see the masses of land look like puzzle pieces
Continents, they are called
Squinting
so my eyes don't burn from the fires of the atmosphere
I landed somewhere in the Midwest
of the US
Wandering this God forsaken world
wondering what it is im supposed to do
I feel I should try to help the inhabitants
Tho they just refuse
Living a lie
Scared of the truth
I've been sucked into the vortex
that has consumed so many...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
25th Apr 2017 00:03am
25th Apr 2017 00:03am
Censorship
To censor is to degrade
It is false reality
freedom of speech
At least that's what I'm told
we should not be criticized
for speaking anything we desire
anti climactic
take away it's full potential
pieces from the puzzle
painting from a masterpiece
To censor is poinless
We all know what it means
The children will be fine
Take them someplace else
if you'd wish they not see
Rifling through pop culture
To find what it is you not approve of
To be a robot
A follower
Ahh, what a shallow way to be ...
It is false reality
freedom of speech
At least that's what I'm told
we should not be criticized
for speaking anything we desire
anti climactic
take away it's full potential
pieces from the puzzle
painting from a masterpiece
To censor is poinless
We all know what it means
The children will be fine
Take them someplace else
if you'd wish they not see
Rifling through pop culture
To find what it is you not approve of
To be a robot
A follower
Ahh, what a shallow way to be ...
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