Submissions by Sweetry (Insanitys fuse)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a free soul, troubled, and addicted to more than I'm not. I ve taken, and now give back to heal my wounds. I will always be me and always will speak. I'm a mess, but truly blessed.
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2016 6:35am
29th Jan 2016 6:35am
A calm breeze
Destined to win. Fighting the wind. The trials of life help conquer the strife.
Determined to smile. Walking the miles. The journeys in life help sharpen the knife.
Living to love, loving to live. Loving yourself and forgiving them all.
Imagine true happiness and all it may be. Caressing your soul just like a calm breeze. Soothing your mind like a soft whisper from above. Grabbing you up, giving you a hug. Healing your heart and putting the pieces back together. Tickling your spirit like a invisible feather.
My dreams never came so Im going back to sleep....
Determined to smile. Walking the miles. The journeys in life help sharpen the knife.
Living to love, loving to live. Loving yourself and forgiving them all.
Imagine true happiness and all it may be. Caressing your soul just like a calm breeze. Soothing your mind like a soft whisper from above. Grabbing you up, giving you a hug. Healing your heart and putting the pieces back together. Tickling your spirit like a invisible feather.
My dreams never came so Im going back to sleep....
822 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jan 2016 4:50am
29th Jan 2016 4:50am
Giving Respect to the underground.
Deep underground, I'm found. Writing to relate and sharing the escape.feeling the pain, loving the rain. Making my day, shaping your day. Down here anything is respected. True meaning of what's truly uncut self expression without the fear of fucking up. Nothing is rejected, all words are accepted. No worry of what's not OK. Because the underground doesn't judge what it is we say. And that's beauty in itself and the freedom We seek. For the power of expression without discretion is worth more than gold, drugs and weapons. Truth, reality, pain, lust and smiles. Raw and uncut and pulled from our...
637 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2016 9:40am
27th Jan 2016 9:40am
high again
Fliying high, sinking low. Cant steer clear, cant say no. I chase the shadows with my glare. I hollar to the voices that came from over there. I think about running but cant remember how. Im high again and Im high now. I escape, relate and gotta figure shit out. So i do whats natural and relieve my doubt. My mind tends to wander. I often ponder. I curse at the floor. And cant find the door. I crack it back, as i eye my sack. Im a hustler, and love the grind. Im never lost, just sometimes hard to find. I dont like the slime, and love organized crime. Fuck what you think, for you dont know....
839 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jan 2016 5:28pm
21st Jan 2016 5:28pm
Sorry
I can't begin to explain. I can't deny who's to blame. No excuses remain. I am ashamed. I know what is right. I am not alright. My decisions are lacking. My ideas are taxing. I jeopardize all that I have. I'm nothing more than a empty bag. Deceptive, unreceptive and I'm unable to secure. Blinded and binded without a cure. The darkness doesn't give me light. The light can't see and has lost the fight. I'm a loving soul that has been unable to hold. Therefore I'm broken and no longer whole. I will continue to regret. I will never forget. I will always suffer, for all my losses can't be...
686 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
18th Jan 2016 11:33am
18th Jan 2016 11:33am
Enough of it.
Fuck it
Suck it.
Roll it.
Puff it.
Load it.
Cock it.
Pull it.
Do it.
Screw it.
Lose it.
Because it.
Deserves it.
Forget it.
Regret it.
Im it.
Your it.
Whats it.
That's it.
Blame it.
Tame it.
Believe it.
Retrieve it.
Knowing it.
Trusting it.
Following it.
Watching it.
Showing it.
Pulling it.
Sweating it.
Hearing it.
Cocking it.
Blowing it.
Allover it.
Because it.
Deserved it.
Enough of it.
Caused it.
Returning it.
Liking it....
Suck it.
Roll it.
Puff it.
Load it.
Cock it.
Pull it.
Do it.
Screw it.
Lose it.
Because it.
Deserves it.
Forget it.
Regret it.
Im it.
Your it.
Whats it.
That's it.
Blame it.
Tame it.
Believe it.
Retrieve it.
Knowing it.
Trusting it.
Following it.
Watching it.
Showing it.
Pulling it.
Sweating it.
Hearing it.
Cocking it.
Blowing it.
Allover it.
Because it.
Deserved it.
Enough of it.
Caused it.
Returning it.
Liking it....
711 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
18th Jan 2016 9:00am
18th Jan 2016 9:00am
One of the same.
Tears from an Angel fall into the palms of a demon. As if both entity's were connected by logical reason. A beautiful heart accompanied by a mind that parts. A gentle touch with an Amber glow. Drooling jowls with teeth that grow. Born one of the same, a mixture of holy water and flame. Pulled by the energy's that invite light, snatched up by the misery that feeds at night. Drowning in a pool of tormentation, lifted up like a smile at graduation. Feeling blessed, knowing it's a curse. Up and down like better and worse. Moments of peace that never last. For the dark side always returns from...
883 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 7:27pm
16th Jan 2016 7:27pm
Who's who?
Here I sit, high as shit. Another night lost to the grip. Over twenty years of bleeding. Happy yet grieving. Depending on my huslte and pride. If all else fails I still have crime. Older yet not knowing any better. Just stuck in the book like a bunch of letters. I choose to refuse whats not mine to show. I question everything as if I have to prove what I know.I feel safe when my bag is full. I stress like a motherfucker when I have nothing to hold. Gotta re up before I lose my cool. A motherfucking bitch, and I'm a motherfucking fool. Yet my beliefs are mine. I will pull that gun and rob you...
1005 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 10:25am
16th Jan 2016 10:25am
Nothing to fear
An expression of self to explain my thoughts. I'm not trying to sell what can't be bought. I choose to speak my mind. I'm not searching for anything that I don't think I can find. Realistic and truthful are my words. Trapped in the shadows where I can only be heard. I'm not alone in this battle of mine. I got my love, pride and hopefully time. Cursed by the witches spell. Searching for heaven as I try to escape hell. Influenced by no one, but cornered by the beast. Unwilling to give up so I continue to seek. It's the life of an outlaw, and it isn't my choice. I was born to be all that I...
698 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
16th Jan 2016 9:57am
16th Jan 2016 9:57am
I'm that man
I'm one of those people,labeled an addict. I'm judged, I'm doubted, yeah I don't doubt it. I'm the man you fear, I'm the man you want near. I'm loyal and faithfully true. But nobody can handle what it is I do. I'm the one you call a friend. But when I'm not around you can't help but pretend. I must remind you of who I am. I'm that addict inside this man. I'm the one you say you can't trust. Yet I'm the one that's first to bust. You say I'm angry but its passion that speaks.fuck keeping calm when I'm the feast. Violence isn't the answer but neither is peace. Addicted to a life that's not so...
710 reads
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