Submissions by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
(An explanation of) Distractions
An unintentional push
a nudge
a distance
I somehow create
I'd like to think
that you wont budge
but how much can you take?
how cold at times
I must appear
as if I don't care
sometimes
I'm just deep in thought
and completely unaware
when the distance
strikes into my eyes
and it seems like I'm not here
I'm just looking
for safe place
where I can push my tears
in the distance
I try to find
a balance to it all
looking hard
and trying to see
past this built up wall
I'm...
a nudge
a distance
I somehow create
I'd like to think
that you wont budge
but how much can you take?
how cold at times
I must appear
as if I don't care
sometimes
I'm just deep in thought
and completely unaware
when the distance
strikes into my eyes
and it seems like I'm not here
I'm just looking
for safe place
where I can push my tears
in the distance
I try to find
a balance to it all
looking hard
and trying to see
past this built up wall
I'm...
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Journey Into The Dark
the world is
darkest in the light
as I raise my hands to shield
my eyes
the shadows present
a familiar guise
and I reflect back
upon my life
the days I've spent
within my shell
a sometimes
overwhelming hell
within myself
an endless well
of saddened tales that
I can tell
all of the pain that
I project
and all the hits I
must deflect
with slashing thoughts
I dissect
and try to repair
my cracked defect
as I dwell in this
darkened place
I fail to recognize
my own...
darkest in the light
as I raise my hands to shield
my eyes
the shadows present
a familiar guise
and I reflect back
upon my life
the days I've spent
within my shell
a sometimes
overwhelming hell
within myself
an endless well
of saddened tales that
I can tell
all of the pain that
I project
and all the hits I
must deflect
with slashing thoughts
I dissect
and try to repair
my cracked defect
as I dwell in this
darkened place
I fail to recognize
my own...
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The Depth Of
the depth of a soul
is measured by time
in a world of darkness
and shimmering light
how far must I delve
when I search in myself
for what determines how hard
I should fight
the depth of the mind
is measured through sight
optical memories
that can never die
how long 'til I see
what's meant to be seen
through the eye that
dwells in my mind
the depth of the heart is
measured by might
of conflict
struggle
and weight of the plight
how hard it can be
for my...
is measured by time
in a world of darkness
and shimmering light
how far must I delve
when I search in myself
for what determines how hard
I should fight
the depth of the mind
is measured through sight
optical memories
that can never die
how long 'til I see
what's meant to be seen
through the eye that
dwells in my mind
the depth of the heart is
measured by might
of conflict
struggle
and weight of the plight
how hard it can be
for my...
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Pieces of Light
pieces of light
pierce into my darkness
shattering upon impact
scattering and refracting
across an abyssic landscape
highlights of prismatic colors
rain down like an exploding rainbow
and fizzle into nothing
in a garish display of dominance
the darkness consumes and devours
the fragments as they fall
until no more remain
the darkness settles back in
pierce into my darkness
shattering upon impact
scattering and refracting
across an abyssic landscape
highlights of prismatic colors
rain down like an exploding rainbow
and fizzle into nothing
in a garish display of dominance
the darkness consumes and devours
the fragments as they fall
until no more remain
the darkness settles back in
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Entitlement
your sense of entitlement gives you the right
to treat everyone like shit in your life?
I am supposed to drop everything to do.
whatever it is you need for me to
a sense of entitlement gives me the right
to expect and demand things in this life
drop what you're doing and do it now
figure it out I dont care how
how high am I supposed to jump today
my guess is higher than yesterday
your lack of consideration kills me
along with your self centered way of thinking
...
to treat everyone like shit in your life?
I am supposed to drop everything to do.
whatever it is you need for me to
a sense of entitlement gives me the right
to expect and demand things in this life
drop what you're doing and do it now
figure it out I dont care how
how high am I supposed to jump today
my guess is higher than yesterday
your lack of consideration kills me
along with your self centered way of thinking
...
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The Reality of..
the reality of reality
sinks in quickly
as I wake from the night
the sun is the same
but not.
the air is heavy and
I can feel it on my skin
it fills my lungs and
I cough.
my head swims with memories
of the week that was.
and dreads the week to come
the overwhelming heaviness
of life that waited for my return
now right in my face
mocking me
time moves quickly
seeming almost in fast forward
it's already afternoon
and I have barely had my morning coffee
trying to transition back to a routine
thrown off balance...
sinks in quickly
as I wake from the night
the sun is the same
but not.
the air is heavy and
I can feel it on my skin
it fills my lungs and
I cough.
my head swims with memories
of the week that was.
and dreads the week to come
the overwhelming heaviness
of life that waited for my return
now right in my face
mocking me
time moves quickly
seeming almost in fast forward
it's already afternoon
and I have barely had my morning coffee
trying to transition back to a routine
thrown off balance...
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Behind Wrought Iron Bars
The whipping wind rips
through broken glass
set behind wrought iron bars
rust creeps along the surface with
ill effects
cast in black with ornate designs
gothic
victorian
art
decorations with the
purpose of protection
shadows dance in pale moonlight
behind wrought iron bars
upon creaking floors
covered in dust
ancient cobwebs remain
undisturbed
flexing in the
whipping wind
a jovial show of
flexibility and
strength
the dead are dead and
the damned are...
through broken glass
set behind wrought iron bars
rust creeps along the surface with
ill effects
cast in black with ornate designs
gothic
victorian
art
decorations with the
purpose of protection
shadows dance in pale moonlight
behind wrought iron bars
upon creaking floors
covered in dust
ancient cobwebs remain
undisturbed
flexing in the
whipping wind
a jovial show of
flexibility and
strength
the dead are dead and
the damned are...
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Nature
if the sky cries
and no one notices
is it still beautiful
or does it die
if the thunder screams
and no one heres
if it falls on deaf ears
is it still majestic
if the lightning flashes
and we close our eyes
and render ourselves blind
is it still amazing
if the trees bend
under the weight
of the wind and rain
and we listen closely
can we feel their pain
if the rain falls down
and floods the ground
and the flowers drown
would anyone care enough to save them
nature at work
but no one...
and no one notices
is it still beautiful
or does it die
if the thunder screams
and no one heres
if it falls on deaf ears
is it still majestic
if the lightning flashes
and we close our eyes
and render ourselves blind
is it still amazing
if the trees bend
under the weight
of the wind and rain
and we listen closely
can we feel their pain
if the rain falls down
and floods the ground
and the flowers drown
would anyone care enough to save them
nature at work
but no one...
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**Untitled**
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Caught A Glimpse of My Face Today
caught a glimpse of my face today
listened to see what the mirror would say
with my hair pulled back my reflection screamed
and pointed out things I haven't seen
exposed are the lines
in the corners of my eyes
cracked and broken is the skin
with layers of pain held within
behind the shades of green and brown
with stresses abound
the darker shades and tones beneath
reveal a dreadful lack of sleep
sagging and heavy my eyes tell a tale now
as they retreat from my furrowed brow
sad and broken and devoid of...
listened to see what the mirror would say
with my hair pulled back my reflection screamed
and pointed out things I haven't seen
exposed are the lines
in the corners of my eyes
cracked and broken is the skin
with layers of pain held within
behind the shades of green and brown
with stresses abound
the darker shades and tones beneath
reveal a dreadful lack of sleep
sagging and heavy my eyes tell a tale now
as they retreat from my furrowed brow
sad and broken and devoid of...
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Your Voice
as the wind whispered
through the trees
I could have sworn that
I heard your voice
soothing and calming to my
tortured soul
as I turned my ear to
listen more closely
the sounds of the wind
played tricks on my mind
I closed my eyes so I could hear
there within the rustling
of the leaves
I thought I heard your voice again
slowly I opened my eyes and tried to focus
but you were gone
a longing
an ancient pain
an emptiness
the void I've known for all this time
burned in my chest
...
through the trees
I could have sworn that
I heard your voice
soothing and calming to my
tortured soul
as I turned my ear to
listen more closely
the sounds of the wind
played tricks on my mind
I closed my eyes so I could hear
there within the rustling
of the leaves
I thought I heard your voice again
slowly I opened my eyes and tried to focus
but you were gone
a longing
an ancient pain
an emptiness
the void I've known for all this time
burned in my chest
...
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Drawing Strength From a Star
in a world so dark and full of pain
and every reason to be insane
within the darkness shining bright
without a reason to see the light
seeing the world as a better place
spreading love with a warm embrace
while fighting demons and kicking ghost
a vision that is lost on most
a simple thought for all to think
a simple vision for us to see
an inspiration for all of whom
fight the dark, the dread and doom
when the universe turns and the power shifts
and this life has taken all there is
with a hug to give and an ear to lend...
and every reason to be insane
within the darkness shining bright
without a reason to see the light
seeing the world as a better place
spreading love with a warm embrace
while fighting demons and kicking ghost
a vision that is lost on most
a simple thought for all to think
a simple vision for us to see
an inspiration for all of whom
fight the dark, the dread and doom
when the universe turns and the power shifts
and this life has taken all there is
with a hug to give and an ear to lend...
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