Submissions by Smoogej1s (Taylor)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Through The Night
Fought the night to find the day
just to find I feel the same
in the dark I laid awake
attempts to sleep fell in vain
a million thoughts that eat at me
pick my brain and make me think
drag my eyes and make them bleed
and fill my head with piercing screams
through the night my thoughts evoke
tears of pain and crushing sorrow
washing away the bits of hope
the bits I need to try to cope
I struggle to try to find the light
in this ever darkening night
but as the dark spills into my eyes
it taints my vision and blurs my...
just to find I feel the same
in the dark I laid awake
attempts to sleep fell in vain
a million thoughts that eat at me
pick my brain and make me think
drag my eyes and make them bleed
and fill my head with piercing screams
through the night my thoughts evoke
tears of pain and crushing sorrow
washing away the bits of hope
the bits I need to try to cope
I struggle to try to find the light
in this ever darkening night
but as the dark spills into my eyes
it taints my vision and blurs my...
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The Past Is Alive
A dark cloud descends
bringing rains again
casting shadows in grey
with accents of pain
across my eyes I see the silhouettes
of the times that I cannot forget
in motion as if they don't know
they should have died long ago
as they dance and seem to taunt
driving thorns into my heart
deeper than they use to be
the fucking thorns that make me bleed
empowered now my demons stir
and pull me back to the way things were
ripping and tearing and clawing at me
picking and pulling and antagonizing
as if on cue my ghosts...
bringing rains again
casting shadows in grey
with accents of pain
across my eyes I see the silhouettes
of the times that I cannot forget
in motion as if they don't know
they should have died long ago
as they dance and seem to taunt
driving thorns into my heart
deeper than they use to be
the fucking thorns that make me bleed
empowered now my demons stir
and pull me back to the way things were
ripping and tearing and clawing at me
picking and pulling and antagonizing
as if on cue my ghosts...
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My Comfort Place
Across a field of golden wheat
I skipped through a dream
an unknown place
where the sun warmed my face
on my skin a warm crisp breeze
the kind of place that comforts me
a sapphire sky touched by golden rays
with no blemish of clouds today
through the air I hear a joyous song
the birds singing as if nothings wrong
the wind carries their echoed voice
as if has no other choice
I turn to embrace the sun again
to feel its warmth upon my skin
I close my eyes and let it wash over me
and feel a shift that I was not expecting...
I skipped through a dream
an unknown place
where the sun warmed my face
on my skin a warm crisp breeze
the kind of place that comforts me
a sapphire sky touched by golden rays
with no blemish of clouds today
through the air I hear a joyous song
the birds singing as if nothings wrong
the wind carries their echoed voice
as if has no other choice
I turn to embrace the sun again
to feel its warmth upon my skin
I close my eyes and let it wash over me
and feel a shift that I was not expecting...
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Another View
How can I act like nothings wrong
and put my fake mask on
hide my pain so no one see
what is really going on with me
to look past the clouds for the sun
and ignore the rain thats begun
to have hope that the sun will shine
and it hasn’t wandered off to die
my half full glass filled with barbs
poisoned thoughts and razor shards
arsenic laced with growing pain
topped with a twist of my own rage
I do not see the silver lining
I cannot see the sunshine shining
in these clouds it is dark and grey
overcast with a chance of rain...
and put my fake mask on
hide my pain so no one see
what is really going on with me
to look past the clouds for the sun
and ignore the rain thats begun
to have hope that the sun will shine
and it hasn’t wandered off to die
my half full glass filled with barbs
poisoned thoughts and razor shards
arsenic laced with growing pain
topped with a twist of my own rage
I do not see the silver lining
I cannot see the sunshine shining
in these clouds it is dark and grey
overcast with a chance of rain...
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The Me Inside of Me
I search my soul to find a way
to make through the day to day
what I find inside of me
are things that I don’t want to see
I wish that I could find a way
to make through the day today
without the flow of tears and pain
that transforms to fiery rage
I remember when I used be
more in control of me
the things I find as time goes by
is my other side gets lost inside
the person I want the world to see
gets suppressed by pain and misery
inside of me the me that's real
gets overwhelmed by what I feel
I try to push and fight...
to make through the day to day
what I find inside of me
are things that I don’t want to see
I wish that I could find a way
to make through the day today
without the flow of tears and pain
that transforms to fiery rage
I remember when I used be
more in control of me
the things I find as time goes by
is my other side gets lost inside
the person I want the world to see
gets suppressed by pain and misery
inside of me the me that's real
gets overwhelmed by what I feel
I try to push and fight...
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Dreamed In A Dream
Dreamed in a dream
the most terrible things
the scariest things
that I've ever seen
in the deep of my sleep
the things that I dreamed
the dark that is seemed
was trying to kill me
In the back of my dream
deep in my sleep
I knew that the dream
could not hurt me
but in all that I seen
I couldn't just be
okay with the things
that I’d seen in my dream
as I fought in my dream
to wake from my sleep
apparent it seemed
I’d finish the dream
I’d fight through the things
the scariest things
the most...
the most terrible things
the scariest things
that I've ever seen
in the deep of my sleep
the things that I dreamed
the dark that is seemed
was trying to kill me
In the back of my dream
deep in my sleep
I knew that the dream
could not hurt me
but in all that I seen
I couldn't just be
okay with the things
that I’d seen in my dream
as I fought in my dream
to wake from my sleep
apparent it seemed
I’d finish the dream
I’d fight through the things
the scariest things
the most...
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Shadow Casts
On the day a shadow casts
spilling over from the past
a looming shade that blocks the light
blurs the vision and clouds the eyes
the day began from the night before
carried over a striking chord
to set the mood to a dismal grey
this casting shadow, the looming shade
I clench my fists and grind my teeth
trying to gain a moments peace
and from my eyes the rains came down
and broke my heart with a crashing sound
through the night as I lay awake
with tiny worms devouring my brain
in the dark I feel distraught
left alone...
spilling over from the past
a looming shade that blocks the light
blurs the vision and clouds the eyes
the day began from the night before
carried over a striking chord
to set the mood to a dismal grey
this casting shadow, the looming shade
I clench my fists and grind my teeth
trying to gain a moments peace
and from my eyes the rains came down
and broke my heart with a crashing sound
through the night as I lay awake
with tiny worms devouring my brain
in the dark I feel distraught
left alone...
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I Just Can't
I don’t see the way I should...
my vision blurred
I don’t think straight anymore...
through clouded thoughts
I just can’t seem to feel good...
through all of this muck
I don’t dream anymore when I sleep
nightmares take control
I don’t wake up to face the day...
with a spring in my step
I just can’t seem to shake...
the cobwebs away
I can’t stand up straight...
and walk tall
I can’t look at my reflection...
for fear I’ll cry
I just can’t seem to get comfortable...
with who I am
I don’t know how to heal...
my vision blurred
I don’t think straight anymore...
through clouded thoughts
I just can’t seem to feel good...
through all of this muck
I don’t dream anymore when I sleep
nightmares take control
I don’t wake up to face the day...
with a spring in my step
I just can’t seem to shake...
the cobwebs away
I can’t stand up straight...
and walk tall
I can’t look at my reflection...
for fear I’ll cry
I just can’t seem to get comfortable...
with who I am
I don’t know how to heal...
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Welcome To My Life
welcome to my life
where smiles go to die
where pain is controlled by tears
and vision is ruled by fear
welcome to my life
where anxiety rules inside
where the day is defined by pain
and the ugly is allowed to stay
welcome to my life
where doubt and self loathing combine
where I have grown weary of my skin
and the constant struggles within
welcome to my life
where my eyes have gone blind
where I can no longer see
and I’m unable to think
welcome to my life
where demons and ghosts reside
where wounds...
where smiles go to die
where pain is controlled by tears
and vision is ruled by fear
welcome to my life
where anxiety rules inside
where the day is defined by pain
and the ugly is allowed to stay
welcome to my life
where doubt and self loathing combine
where I have grown weary of my skin
and the constant struggles within
welcome to my life
where my eyes have gone blind
where I can no longer see
and I’m unable to think
welcome to my life
where demons and ghosts reside
where wounds...
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The Monster
something turned and changed in me
a few days ago that I could visibly see
not just something that I saw in my eyes
but a thing I haven’t seen for a very long time
a face that I know from the mirror before
the face that I don’t want to see anymore
the one with my eyes that really aren't mine
where three different colors seem to entwine
the face of this thing that carries a scowl
and never is able to release its own brow
shooting looks that could kill with only a glance
and defying anyone who dares take chance
with words that are...
a few days ago that I could visibly see
not just something that I saw in my eyes
but a thing I haven’t seen for a very long time
a face that I know from the mirror before
the face that I don’t want to see anymore
the one with my eyes that really aren't mine
where three different colors seem to entwine
the face of this thing that carries a scowl
and never is able to release its own brow
shooting looks that could kill with only a glance
and defying anyone who dares take chance
with words that are...
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An Echo Shifts
an echo shifts inside of me
a quiet scream from someplace deep
a tiny voice only I can hear
full of pain and drenched with fear
a whisper starts to gain some strength
to bounce around inside my brain
a nagging voice that won’t be denied
an echo shifts from inside
across my mind the echo spreads
filling me with frightening dread
deep inside the echo shifts
into my ears the echo drifts
I look around and what I see
as the echo shifts inside of me
only I can hear this sound
that grows in me and moves around
hard...
a quiet scream from someplace deep
a tiny voice only I can hear
full of pain and drenched with fear
a whisper starts to gain some strength
to bounce around inside my brain
a nagging voice that won’t be denied
an echo shifts from inside
across my mind the echo spreads
filling me with frightening dread
deep inside the echo shifts
into my ears the echo drifts
I look around and what I see
as the echo shifts inside of me
only I can hear this sound
that grows in me and moves around
hard...
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Another Night of Wondering
a shadowed desire
calls from the dark
inticed by wounds
that bleed in my heart
drawn to my scent
the chase
and the fight
the darkened desire
that creeps in the night
I open my eyes
suprised what I see
words desolve on my tongue
as I try to speak
confused by the dark
and the things that I seek
unsure of the reasons
why the darkness chose me
I look at myself
and sense my own fate
wondering if it
is really too late
calls from the dark
inticed by wounds
that bleed in my heart
drawn to my scent
the chase
and the fight
the darkened desire
that creeps in the night
I open my eyes
suprised what I see
words desolve on my tongue
as I try to speak
confused by the dark
and the things that I seek
unsure of the reasons
why the darkness chose me
I look at myself
and sense my own fate
wondering if it
is really too late
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