Submissions by TLM5150
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Your Words
Your words pass through me like frost, curtains of falling rain, breaking waves of solace, calming the beast within, finding what was lost, shattering the spell, of living like a ghost, within my living hell, feeling the curse of love, withering the hate, what was, what is and what will come, this to must pass away, but in this moment, here...writing these words to you, nothing can destroy me, everything is new, all the dreams that used to live, while sleeping just un-died, your words they move like an ocean tide, what was dead is now alive.
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Love's Design (A Love Letter)
I'm Trying To Be More Original,
Than Many Of These Cats
(Just Looking For A Little Kitty)
My Goal Is To Try To Make A Good, Well-Rounded Impression. Before You Assume That We Won't "Match" Consider This...A "Match" Isn't Nessasarily A Good Thing, How Boring Would That Be? Like Staring At Your Own Reflection. What I Want Is Someone Who Is As Different From Me As Possible, Now That Would Be Interesting Indeed. An Awesome Challenge, To Find Middle Ground, To Explore New Facets In An Ever-Changing, Dynamic Relationship.
To Love Someone NOT Because Of The Things...
Than Many Of These Cats
(Just Looking For A Little Kitty)
My Goal Is To Try To Make A Good, Well-Rounded Impression. Before You Assume That We Won't "Match" Consider This...A "Match" Isn't Nessasarily A Good Thing, How Boring Would That Be? Like Staring At Your Own Reflection. What I Want Is Someone Who Is As Different From Me As Possible, Now That Would Be Interesting Indeed. An Awesome Challenge, To Find Middle Ground, To Explore New Facets In An Ever-Changing, Dynamic Relationship.
To Love Someone NOT Because Of The Things...
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Retro-Active Abortion
If you wanna definition of a junkies life
Then take time to look at mine
One glace could possibly
fucking blow your mind
I have been walking a very fine line
I know it's hard to believe
but addiction is a disease
Do you really think that i
would live this way voluntarily
It seems that I self-medicate
to eradicate the pain
Even though with every dose
I get closer to the grave
Cocaine, heroin, methamphetamine's
These are the substances that are constantly running through my veins
Once upon a time...
I remember...
Then take time to look at mine
One glace could possibly
fucking blow your mind
I have been walking a very fine line
I know it's hard to believe
but addiction is a disease
Do you really think that i
would live this way voluntarily
It seems that I self-medicate
to eradicate the pain
Even though with every dose
I get closer to the grave
Cocaine, heroin, methamphetamine's
These are the substances that are constantly running through my veins
Once upon a time...
I remember...
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Bleeding Black
A million & one thoughts tie knots in my stomached ages & rages inconsequentially paces back forth & curves hard with fanaticism these rhythms our unique tonguing cheek spit to internal beat so neat-o fuck libido rid our minds of false pride i know where its at can i get a piece of that action just a fraction a quick glance a fast pass without rational arms flail hips sway between color and grey life alters the way we step look down not around at your passionate rants my sycophants all evidence of this stash of pure love bliss we dig it bit by bit tit for tat like tits clasped...
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Knowledge Vs, Ignorance
Knowledge Vs. Ignorance
In The Aftermath, Of My Previous & Oftentimes Cataclysmic Mishaps,
I’ve Come To The Following Conclusions…
True Bliss Cannot Be Found In Ignorance, Nor Attained, Through The Bittersweet Oblivion Of Narcotic Anesthesia.
For Ignorance, In All Of Its Manifestations & By Its Nefarious Nature, Is The Nemesis Of Common Sense,
While Common Sense, Is The Keystone Without Which The Intelligent, Would Surely Collapse Into Senselessness.
In The Absence Of Intelligence, Only The Ignorant Proclaim Their Ignorance,
By...
In The Aftermath, Of My Previous & Oftentimes Cataclysmic Mishaps,
I’ve Come To The Following Conclusions…
True Bliss Cannot Be Found In Ignorance, Nor Attained, Through The Bittersweet Oblivion Of Narcotic Anesthesia.
For Ignorance, In All Of Its Manifestations & By Its Nefarious Nature, Is The Nemesis Of Common Sense,
While Common Sense, Is The Keystone Without Which The Intelligent, Would Surely Collapse Into Senselessness.
In The Absence Of Intelligence, Only The Ignorant Proclaim Their Ignorance,
By...
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The Reason For Pain
I used to live my life in darkness
Hiding from the light in the land of the blind
Out of sight and out of mind
When I lose all sense of solace
That's when I close my eyes
To see what it like
To be lost in black abyss of eternal night
You are the reason, the reason for pain
Take all this pain away from me
Before I finally justify suicide
You are the reason
For these tears that fall like rain
There's nothing to gain by living in vain
So I need to decide to do or die
I used to waste away in silence
Dying with...
Hiding from the light in the land of the blind
Out of sight and out of mind
When I lose all sense of solace
That's when I close my eyes
To see what it like
To be lost in black abyss of eternal night
You are the reason, the reason for pain
Take all this pain away from me
Before I finally justify suicide
You are the reason
For these tears that fall like rain
There's nothing to gain by living in vain
So I need to decide to do or die
I used to waste away in silence
Dying with...
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Bloodshot Eyes
I can feel the enemy
misery creeping inside
I don't need the agony
that I see within my eyes
I am reaping defeat cause my dreams
are withered and strewn
I believe that suffering follows me
like my shadow
These bloodshot eyes
Are only a disguise
Which hide the tears I cry
Behind these bloodshot eyes
Scare everyone away
But I'm the one afraid down deep inside
I'm wallowing in the pain
that invades like a disease
I've embraced insanity
to escape re-al-i-ty
I am wasting away as my hate ...
misery creeping inside
I don't need the agony
that I see within my eyes
I am reaping defeat cause my dreams
are withered and strewn
I believe that suffering follows me
like my shadow
These bloodshot eyes
Are only a disguise
Which hide the tears I cry
Behind these bloodshot eyes
Scare everyone away
But I'm the one afraid down deep inside
I'm wallowing in the pain
that invades like a disease
I've embraced insanity
to escape re-al-i-ty
I am wasting away as my hate ...
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Logic Prose
Thoughts & Ideals That Defy All Logical Reasoning; Defy Reality,
Defying Reality; Defies Life &
All Those Standing In Defiance Against The Sanctity Of Life;
Are Essentially Choosing To Forsake & Exchange The God-Given Gift Of Life, For The Hell-Spawned Curse Of A Perpetual Dying Death Wish.
What The Fuck...Over?
Live Not With A Death Wish: Live To Be Remembered In The Afterlife, Then You Will Never Truly Die & Thus Will You Become Immortal.
Life Is For The Living, So Live Until You Die, Laugh Until You Cry & When Life Throws A Punch...Roll With...
Defying Reality; Defies Life &
All Those Standing In Defiance Against The Sanctity Of Life;
Are Essentially Choosing To Forsake & Exchange The God-Given Gift Of Life, For The Hell-Spawned Curse Of A Perpetual Dying Death Wish.
What The Fuck...Over?
Live Not With A Death Wish: Live To Be Remembered In The Afterlife, Then You Will Never Truly Die & Thus Will You Become Immortal.
Life Is For The Living, So Live Until You Die, Laugh Until You Cry & When Life Throws A Punch...Roll With...
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Between
Between the words, between the lines, between the hands time will fly, between the minutes as they die, between the lies the truth will shine, between the blinks of batting eyes, between the lost, unseen the blind scream to see though hypnotized, between the past and future hide, a shadow crying in my mind.
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Who I Am
Who I Was; Isn't Who I Am.
Who I Am Today; Isn't Who I'll Be Tomorrow, But Whoever I Become Will Be Nothing Like I Was, Cause I No Longer Am; A Man Of Sorrow! So Thus Will I (In Defiance Of Monotonous Mediocrity) Remain A Perpetual Work In Progress, But I Dedicate Every Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow To All Those Who Walked With & Sometimes Carried Me Then, Walk With & Sometimes Carry Me Now Or Will Do So In Years To Come. Your Strength & Fidelity Solidifies
My Will To Overcome My Past. It Is For & Mostly Because Of You (The Shining Lights Guiding Me Out Of The...
Who I Am Today; Isn't Who I'll Be Tomorrow, But Whoever I Become Will Be Nothing Like I Was, Cause I No Longer Am; A Man Of Sorrow! So Thus Will I (In Defiance Of Monotonous Mediocrity) Remain A Perpetual Work In Progress, But I Dedicate Every Yesterday, Today & Tomorrow To All Those Who Walked With & Sometimes Carried Me Then, Walk With & Sometimes Carry Me Now Or Will Do So In Years To Come. Your Strength & Fidelity Solidifies
My Will To Overcome My Past. It Is For & Mostly Because Of You (The Shining Lights Guiding Me Out Of The...
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Dream Lover
I crept into your dreams last night
Then I crawled out of your head
I undressed your body with my mind
Then I climbed back into your bed
I heard you moan so softly
As I slid between your legs
We fucked while you were sleeping
And when we came I left
Then I crawled out of your head
I undressed your body with my mind
Then I climbed back into your bed
I heard you moan so softly
As I slid between your legs
We fucked while you were sleeping
And when we came I left
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SOBER
There’s A Wicked Sickness Deep Within
Like A Virus.
There’s A Ruthless,
Decrepit Creature Creeping Inside.
My Mind Is...
The Epitome Of Insanity,
A Crazy Maze Of Disarray,
A Deranged Faceless Stranger Enslaved,
To This God-Forsaken Race To The Grave.
A Never Ending Wasteland Of Debasement, A Decaying Place Of Desolation,
A Genetic Pyscho-Abnormality,
That Inevitably Creates Decadence.
Why Can’t I Just Stay Sober?
Cause I Get The Same Consequences
Over & Over Again.
Why Can’t I Just Say Its Over?
Cause I’m So Sick &...
Like A Virus.
There’s A Ruthless,
Decrepit Creature Creeping Inside.
My Mind Is...
The Epitome Of Insanity,
A Crazy Maze Of Disarray,
A Deranged Faceless Stranger Enslaved,
To This God-Forsaken Race To The Grave.
A Never Ending Wasteland Of Debasement, A Decaying Place Of Desolation,
A Genetic Pyscho-Abnormality,
That Inevitably Creates Decadence.
Why Can’t I Just Stay Sober?
Cause I Get The Same Consequences
Over & Over Again.
Why Can’t I Just Say Its Over?
Cause I’m So Sick &...
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