Submissions by Sunwolfe1745
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have never seen myself as a poet, but the words are scattered across my mind like Autumn leaves soaked and decaying on a late winter morn. I need to clear the corners of my skull, the piles have become too deep to keep inside.
Two bits
Been at this for twenty five years now and feel that I have gotten no where. Love my wife, but have ignored who I am, have given up my very essence to answer the demons in my soul. Or maybe not to answer them, but rather to try and bind them. But what I did was leave them in the dark places, to rot and spread their poison. To fill me with their vitriol. By trapping them what have I done to myself?
Am I the person I have been pretending to be, that man doesn't feel like the person yearning to get out. But I worry that what is inside of me is infected by the darkness. My wife...
Am I the person I have been pretending to be, that man doesn't feel like the person yearning to get out. But I worry that what is inside of me is infected by the darkness. My wife...
#confessional
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How can I leave you?
How can I leave you?
Let me count the ways.
I could slit my wrists.
Blow out my brains.
Jump from a bridge.
Driving off a cliff.
Bring pills into the mix.
Antifreeze would do me in.
Too much water in my lungs makes it hard to breathe.
Speeding cars would crush my bones.
Gasoline and a match, what a way to go.
Locking myself in a freezer wouldn't that be cool.
Food intake is such a waste, starvation is an answer.
Crystal meth and crank and coke, leaving on a high.
What you say, walk right out the...
Let me count the ways.
I could slit my wrists.
Blow out my brains.
Jump from a bridge.
Driving off a cliff.
Bring pills into the mix.
Antifreeze would do me in.
Too much water in my lungs makes it hard to breathe.
Speeding cars would crush my bones.
Gasoline and a match, what a way to go.
Locking myself in a freezer wouldn't that be cool.
Food intake is such a waste, starvation is an answer.
Crystal meth and crank and coke, leaving on a high.
What you say, walk right out the...
#suicide
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Inappropriate love
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Trip to the hotel
Well I have been preparing for this for weeks and now it is time. Nothing really seems to matter any more, well, just the one thing, doing this right. I actually went to work today, I don't know why, like it matters. For the last few weeks I have taken my 24 aspirin a day, I have also taken the 4 Coumadin. I bought the two bottles of Vodka, blackberry, thought it might go down smoother. The codeine and the sleeping pills in a baggy, 243, I counted them 7 times. The razor blade is right there too. Then there is all the stuff to throw away. She would be mortified if anyone else found the...
#PopCulture
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Shards
The words crash into me and shatter against my soul.
Like bursting through a stained glass window, the prismatic shards slicing me.
Lying bloodied in my mind, curled up on the floor.
The silence like a gag in my mouth, suffocating my inner voice, dragging me down.
The inner child in me weeps silently at the gravesite of my psyche.
The shards of my broken mind swept out of the confines of my essence.
I silent husk drifting down to the sidewalk of my existence.
Like bursting through a stained glass window, the prismatic shards slicing me.
Lying bloodied in my mind, curled up on the floor.
The silence like a gag in my mouth, suffocating my inner voice, dragging me down.
The inner child in me weeps silently at the gravesite of my psyche.
The shards of my broken mind swept out of the confines of my essence.
I silent husk drifting down to the sidewalk of my existence.
#depression
#dark
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A broken soul
When you have demons in your soul it is hard to ever find any self worth. The things done to you in the name of love twist and stunt the growth of a loving heart. It leaves behind someone who seeks but never finds. The addict emerges who takes everything in his path and destroys it, still yearning for more. You seek oblivion in any form you can find it. And while there are moments of brightness, they are brittle and easily shattered. You know right from wrong and you see how the depths of you desire the craven broken poisoned things. The things that you embrace and in so doing diminish...
#sadness
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In the booth
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Disregard
Calculated
Disregard
Or
Careless
Manipulation
Does it matter what
she uses
If in the end
I
Wind
Up
Dead
Disregard
Or
Careless
Manipulation
Does it matter what
she uses
If in the end
I
Wind
Up
Dead
#PopCulture
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Urges
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Chloroform
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Eating a peach
The delicate sweet sent on the air
The plump ripe flesh
Fingers gently probing
Oh yeah this peach is ready to yield its succulent nectar
The soft fuzz tickling my lips
I take it in my mouth and the juices flow
The cells bursting and that heavenly ambrosia coating my fingers, my tongue, whole mouth
Another bite, my tongue darting out
Licking up the honey that flows
My appetite is suddenly voracious
I want it all, my fingers probing the flesh
Taking it into my gob, devouring it
With a final gush I finish that mouthwatering...
The plump ripe flesh
Fingers gently probing
Oh yeah this peach is ready to yield its succulent nectar
The soft fuzz tickling my lips
I take it in my mouth and the juices flow
The cells bursting and that heavenly ambrosia coating my fingers, my tongue, whole mouth
Another bite, my tongue darting out
Licking up the honey that flows
My appetite is suddenly voracious
I want it all, my fingers probing the flesh
Taking it into my gob, devouring it
With a final gush I finish that mouthwatering...
#sex
#erotic
#food
#sensual
#passion
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Quickie
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4 Comments
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