Submissions by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
30th Sep 2013 1:01pm
30th Sep 2013 1:01pm
Cerebral Meltdown
woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning
because my brain wont let me forget
a heavy weight rests on my chest
yes again, my day starts with a test
my vision blurs from rushing thoughts
bringing me to a fucking hault
demanding that I listen now
from silent whispers
to screaming shouts
caught up in this,
my weeping heart
once again sliced apart
thoughts digging into open wounds
grinding salt that's burning through
the blood that flows from gashes left
by my thoughts that never rest
pouring out inside of me...
because my brain wont let me forget
a heavy weight rests on my chest
yes again, my day starts with a test
my vision blurs from rushing thoughts
bringing me to a fucking hault
demanding that I listen now
from silent whispers
to screaming shouts
caught up in this,
my weeping heart
once again sliced apart
thoughts digging into open wounds
grinding salt that's burning through
the blood that flows from gashes left
by my thoughts that never rest
pouring out inside of me...
609 reads
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ANGER POEM
Published
30th Sep 2013 12:58pm
30th Sep 2013 12:58pm
Inside Of Me
look at my eyes
can you see the fire?
the glowing embers
that burn inside
a loss of control
that I cannot hide
or a rage that can't be denied
anger pushes me
to the brink
controls my thoughts
and what I think
changes everything...
inside of me
how many times
can I bite my tongue
before I slice through?
how much damage will I inflict
with thoughts I cant subdue?
how many words
must I choke back
gagging in my throat
how much vomit must I ingest
before I finally choke?
how many...
can you see the fire?
the glowing embers
that burn inside
a loss of control
that I cannot hide
or a rage that can't be denied
anger pushes me
to the brink
controls my thoughts
and what I think
changes everything...
inside of me
how many times
can I bite my tongue
before I slice through?
how much damage will I inflict
with thoughts I cant subdue?
how many words
must I choke back
gagging in my throat
how much vomit must I ingest
before I finally choke?
how many...
880 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Sep 2013 3:18am
30th Sep 2013 3:18am
Another Jagged Pill
do you know what I think?
I think I know was I feel
what goes on with me
bends and breaks my will
with shadows of doubt
I wonder of my strength
my words pouring out
sometimes a mistake
if I do not write the words that hurt
if I keep them locked away
would the feelings then revert
back to a different pain
to see the thoughts and pain inside
the sorrow that I feel
come across through words I write
another jagged pill
my thoughts that bleed upon the screen
flowing from the hands
the pain becomes a thing I...
I think I know was I feel
what goes on with me
bends and breaks my will
with shadows of doubt
I wonder of my strength
my words pouring out
sometimes a mistake
if I do not write the words that hurt
if I keep them locked away
would the feelings then revert
back to a different pain
to see the thoughts and pain inside
the sorrow that I feel
come across through words I write
another jagged pill
my thoughts that bleed upon the screen
flowing from the hands
the pain becomes a thing I...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Sep 2013 3:16am
30th Sep 2013 3:16am
Projected Pain
tears drawing from my eyes
thoughts expanding in my mind
a touch of sorrow in a room
will overflow very soon
a dreaded task to say good-bye
will draw more tears from our eyes
a pain I feel running through
for someone who i hardly knew
the loss I feel that others feel
projected pain still feels real
a hurt I might not feel as deep
is somehow still effecting me
a heavy day with more to come
as emotions start to come undone
the clock will tick and strike a chime
as the time draws close to say good bye
thoughts expanding in my mind
a touch of sorrow in a room
will overflow very soon
a dreaded task to say good-bye
will draw more tears from our eyes
a pain I feel running through
for someone who i hardly knew
the loss I feel that others feel
projected pain still feels real
a hurt I might not feel as deep
is somehow still effecting me
a heavy day with more to come
as emotions start to come undone
the clock will tick and strike a chime
as the time draws close to say good bye
631 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Sep 2013 12:50pm
27th Sep 2013 12:50pm
Panic
I look up
and I spin
I look down
and spin again
with any motion at all
I feel like
I am going to fall
I roll my eyes
at what I find
I get dizzy
when the light collides
a flash of strobes is what I see
shards of light
keep blinding me
a disorientation
in my head
rational thoughts
begin to shred
floating empty
within in my brain
as my sanity
begins to drain
words get stuck
and fall from my mouth
and never actually make any sound
as for the ones
that stick in my...
and I spin
I look down
and spin again
with any motion at all
I feel like
I am going to fall
I roll my eyes
at what I find
I get dizzy
when the light collides
a flash of strobes is what I see
shards of light
keep blinding me
a disorientation
in my head
rational thoughts
begin to shred
floating empty
within in my brain
as my sanity
begins to drain
words get stuck
and fall from my mouth
and never actually make any sound
as for the ones
that stick in my...
954 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Sep 2013 12:46pm
27th Sep 2013 12:46pm
When Fires Burn
I grind my teeth
and squint my eyes
and try to keep my rage inside
the trigger pulled
and I am off
across my face
the tell tale scoff
I clinch my fists
and lock my jaw
wondering if this
is the final straw
pushed again
and I must restrain
the little things
that make me insane
I chew my lip
and bite my tongue
the boiling over has begun
now I know I
must contain
the fire inside
and building rage
through my eyes
it all turns to red
as anger rips through my head
and in my chest...
and squint my eyes
and try to keep my rage inside
the trigger pulled
and I am off
across my face
the tell tale scoff
I clinch my fists
and lock my jaw
wondering if this
is the final straw
pushed again
and I must restrain
the little things
that make me insane
I chew my lip
and bite my tongue
the boiling over has begun
now I know I
must contain
the fire inside
and building rage
through my eyes
it all turns to red
as anger rips through my head
and in my chest...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Sep 2013 12:44pm
26th Sep 2013 12:44pm
What Did I Do?
Sitting on the floor
with a drawing pad
A young boy sketches with
a dull leaded pencil
the round edge making fat lines
on the paper
a trance fixated
within the eyes
a blank stare
upon his face
completely unaware
of the mess he’s made
a single tear
wells up in his eye
slowly it rises
and spills
over the rim
it creeps down his cheek
and rolls to his chin
unanimated
the boys pencil
scribes across the paper
silently the images
are cast without thought
and smeared by his hand ...
with a drawing pad
A young boy sketches with
a dull leaded pencil
the round edge making fat lines
on the paper
a trance fixated
within the eyes
a blank stare
upon his face
completely unaware
of the mess he’s made
a single tear
wells up in his eye
slowly it rises
and spills
over the rim
it creeps down his cheek
and rolls to his chin
unanimated
the boys pencil
scribes across the paper
silently the images
are cast without thought
and smeared by his hand ...
758 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2013 3:28am
25th Sep 2013 3:28am
The Weeping Jack-O-Lantern (The Transformation of The Sad Pumpkin)
On a brighter day
the sun shines down
it seems the day
has come around
the warming sun
has dried the mist
as the hazy fog
begins to lift
the time has come
for the leaves to turn
the wind will change
and the trees will burn
as the temperature falls
and the air turns crisp
the time of year
when pumpkins get picked
the crunching sounds
of dried dead leaves
trampled underneath
of peoples feet
within the patch the spirits rise
the pumpkins showing their best sides
one by one
they are...
the sun shines down
it seems the day
has come around
the warming sun
has dried the mist
as the hazy fog
begins to lift
the time has come
for the leaves to turn
the wind will change
and the trees will burn
as the temperature falls
and the air turns crisp
the time of year
when pumpkins get picked
the crunching sounds
of dried dead leaves
trampled underneath
of peoples feet
within the patch the spirits rise
the pumpkins showing their best sides
one by one
they are...
674 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Sep 2013 3:27am
25th Sep 2013 3:27am
The Sad Pumpkin
darkness falls upon the pumpkin patch
a light fog rolls in...
dropping a mist upon the ground
in the corner entangled in its own vines
the sad pumpkin sits alone
the leaves upon its stems droop...
from the weight of the mist
unable to break free from its own entanglement
it sits...
trapped
and covered up
the night passes by paying no attention
through the fog the dim shimmer of stars
the moon awash in a sea of grey
life moves forward paying no mind
as the sad pumpkin sits,
wallowing
in its own...
a light fog rolls in...
dropping a mist upon the ground
in the corner entangled in its own vines
the sad pumpkin sits alone
the leaves upon its stems droop...
from the weight of the mist
unable to break free from its own entanglement
it sits...
trapped
and covered up
the night passes by paying no attention
through the fog the dim shimmer of stars
the moon awash in a sea of grey
life moves forward paying no mind
as the sad pumpkin sits,
wallowing
in its own...
584 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
24th Sep 2013 4:51pm
24th Sep 2013 4:51pm
I Can't Protect Me
Why do you come to me in my sleep
when I can’t protect me
when my guard is down
why do you come around
why do you come to me in my dreams
when I am trying to sleep
when I am vulnerable and weak
and I can’t protect me
why do you come to me in the dark
when I cannot protect my heart
reopening wounds from which I bleed
when I can’t protect me
why do you come to me at the wrong time
when I am trying to live my life
when I am really trying to smile
and I can’t protect me all the while
why do you drag the tears from...
when I can’t protect me
when my guard is down
why do you come around
why do you come to me in my dreams
when I am trying to sleep
when I am vulnerable and weak
and I can’t protect me
why do you come to me in the dark
when I cannot protect my heart
reopening wounds from which I bleed
when I can’t protect me
why do you come to me at the wrong time
when I am trying to live my life
when I am really trying to smile
and I can’t protect me all the while
why do you drag the tears from...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Sep 2013 12:44pm
24th Sep 2013 12:44pm
The Complexities of Depression
Sorry I can’t be who
I’m supposed to be...
staring through pain
and misery...
maybe I should just shut myself down...
erase the pain from my face
to lessen the frown...
maybe I should just build
a new mask
forge it from steel
instead of from glass
then I won’t have to worry about cracks
or having it shatter when my emotions attack
maybe these will
be the last words I write
because of the pain
that they bring into everyone's lives
the hurt that it causes
when reading these lines
including the pain ...
I’m supposed to be...
staring through pain
and misery...
maybe I should just shut myself down...
erase the pain from my face
to lessen the frown...
maybe I should just build
a new mask
forge it from steel
instead of from glass
then I won’t have to worry about cracks
or having it shatter when my emotions attack
maybe these will
be the last words I write
because of the pain
that they bring into everyone's lives
the hurt that it causes
when reading these lines
including the pain ...
647 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2013 3:43pm
23rd Sep 2013 3:43pm
Life
life speaks to me...
in riddles
in questions
and circles...
for which I cannot
solve
answer
or untangle...
life talks to me...
in secret code
mumbled sounds
and whispers...
for which I cannot
decode
understand
or decipher...
life challenges me...
with pain
through loss
and sorrow
for which I cannot
deal with
accept
or swallow
life taunts me...
with ghosts
and demons
from the past
for which I cannot
erase
fight
or out last
life...
in riddles
in questions
and circles...
for which I cannot
solve
answer
or untangle...
life talks to me...
in secret code
mumbled sounds
and whispers...
for which I cannot
decode
understand
or decipher...
life challenges me...
with pain
through loss
and sorrow
for which I cannot
deal with
accept
or swallow
life taunts me...
with ghosts
and demons
from the past
for which I cannot
erase
fight
or out last
life...
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