Submissions by TheFutureEmbrace
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write about what I know. Emotional, confessional words. I guess sometimes it can be quite depressive or macabre stuff, but I don't see it as such. Anyway, when was there ever a happy poet?
DARK POEM
Published
9th Oct 2023 5:36pm
9th Oct 2023 5:36pm
Rope Burn
I wish the storm would go on forever
Sweep me from the Earth
Not us, but I
As only the winds can
Wholesome in its wroth
And complete in its rage.
I want the rain to pour until-
Our tears are washed away.
Can't all hurt be driven so-
Into the recesses of the caves.
Doesn't the green seem so full
and lush.
Without these pains to hold
The strings and cords
that tangle-
Tightening there wicked folds.
When will the flood appear
Is the boat not here yet?
I begged upon
These wretched thoughts
For ends...
Sweep me from the Earth
Not us, but I
As only the winds can
Wholesome in its wroth
And complete in its rage.
I want the rain to pour until-
Our tears are washed away.
Can't all hurt be driven so-
Into the recesses of the caves.
Doesn't the green seem so full
and lush.
Without these pains to hold
The strings and cords
that tangle-
Tightening there wicked folds.
When will the flood appear
Is the boat not here yet?
I begged upon
These wretched thoughts
For ends...
#depression
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Oct 2023 12:09pm
9th Oct 2023 12:09pm
Thy Soul, Torn Asunder
I found myself kissing the strings
and talking to them
the ones left from May
when I was atop and awash.
Like some crooning father
finding relief in a future
where I would strangle my
neck, so tightly
.
That contented hum
I encountered
was just me
saying, goodbye here.
The steel line felt
so warm, I
belong there
God, my God
won’t you take me
from this tortured
chamber?
I don’t wish pain
nor hurt upon
no, nay, here-
Just let me go
my soul,
how much ...
and talking to them
the ones left from May
when I was atop and awash.
Like some crooning father
finding relief in a future
where I would strangle my
neck, so tightly
.
That contented hum
I encountered
was just me
saying, goodbye here.
The steel line felt
so warm, I
belong there
God, my God
won’t you take me
from this tortured
chamber?
I don’t wish pain
nor hurt upon
no, nay, here-
Just let me go
my soul,
how much ...
#depression
#grief
#death #suffering
#death #suffering
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Sep 2023 12:03pm
5th Sep 2023 12:03pm
Tortured
And so it is
From who I was
To restricted, forgotten
As my head explodes
And her life expands
Just the thought after
The pity and the shame
And here I am
Imploding at best
And dying at worst
But who am I
To challenge,
the nature of
This life
Why won't she, cu(n)t
Excise
Every last cell
Of me from her
Like I never will
It feels selfish
And painful, so
Hot and bubbling
Within my core
I don't know
Anything else
I don't remember
Any warmth
All that I recall ...
From who I was
To restricted, forgotten
As my head explodes
And her life expands
Just the thought after
The pity and the shame
And here I am
Imploding at best
And dying at worst
But who am I
To challenge,
the nature of
This life
Why won't she, cu(n)t
Excise
Every last cell
Of me from her
Like I never will
It feels selfish
And painful, so
Hot and bubbling
Within my core
I don't know
Anything else
I don't remember
Any warmth
All that I recall ...
#despair
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Aug 2023 4:35pm
21st Aug 2023 4:35pm
Siren
Its been 2 years since,
she said so nonchalant
and without heart
Yet I thought
I remembered that pulse
So pure and full
Is 800 days
All it takes
To erase all thoughts
of love
and what we made?
Pain within the talks
Like we can just
Go-
Passing strangers
Amongst the fucking
ugliness of the others
When only 2 people
were involved
in a pact, stronger
than blood
How the fuck
will we survive
when left alone?
Seasons always
start to break ...
she said so nonchalant
and without heart
Yet I thought
I remembered that pulse
So pure and full
Is 800 days
All it takes
To erase all thoughts
of love
and what we made?
Pain within the talks
Like we can just
Go-
Passing strangers
Amongst the fucking
ugliness of the others
When only 2 people
were involved
in a pact, stronger
than blood
How the fuck
will we survive
when left alone?
Seasons always
start to break ...
#hate
#heartbroken
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LOVE POEM
Published
17th Aug 2023 9:34pm
17th Aug 2023 9:34pm
Mother Mary
Where were we
Minutes ago
When blue jays sang
And our voices rang
What are we?
Decades now
Have become and gone
Is this your plea?
I have seen you
Within my dreams
As dawn comes new
And the sun breaks through
Mother Mary
Who taught me peace
To embrace lives’ lease
No suffering to seek
This podium I speak
Upon faces of her kin
Words wished I was
Becomes times eternal gauze
I will never say, ‘Goodbye’
No final farewell cry
To my loneliness, be mine:
...
Minutes ago
When blue jays sang
And our voices rang
What are we?
Decades now
Have become and gone
Is this your plea?
I have seen you
Within my dreams
As dawn comes new
And the sun breaks through
Mother Mary
Who taught me peace
To embrace lives’ lease
No suffering to seek
This podium I speak
Upon faces of her kin
Words wished I was
Becomes times eternal gauze
I will never say, ‘Goodbye’
No final farewell cry
To my loneliness, be mine:
...
#grief
#mother
#death
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SELF POEM
Published
15th Aug 2023 2:33am
15th Aug 2023 2:33am
Bottle
The things
people don’t tell you
About pickling your liver
and embracing the liquor
Are the gaps of time
Memories entwined
with the blackest knots
So many spots
And cracks within the grey
Hear me while I say;
The bottle holds no truth
As I stumble and fall, uncouth
My body aged and frail
I feel I’ve already failed
Upon the floor I sleep
If only I could keep
To the dreams that haunt me
so
As I wander, to and fro
My bowels will now release
My bladder will never cease
I wish my breath would...
people don’t tell you
About pickling your liver
and embracing the liquor
Are the gaps of time
Memories entwined
with the blackest knots
So many spots
And cracks within the grey
Hear me while I say;
The bottle holds no truth
As I stumble and fall, uncouth
My body aged and frail
I feel I’ve already failed
Upon the floor I sleep
If only I could keep
To the dreams that haunt me
so
As I wander, to and fro
My bowels will now release
My bladder will never cease
I wish my breath would...
#abuse
#addiction
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Aug 2023 3:50am
10th Aug 2023 3:50am
Splintered Within, Since You
Weren’t we here
cold and sharp
such paths are lone-
but madness is bare.
I could speak for,
our moments of grief
and wonder-
is this sadness?
Where do.
the cuts end
all over my flesh?
I pray that He will tell me.
And yet these storms,
maelstroms of pain
consume me-
so confuse me.
How can I go on
with these years taking tolls
and lost within my-
own crooked frame? ...
cold and sharp
such paths are lone-
but madness is bare.
I could speak for,
our moments of grief
and wonder-
is this sadness?
Where do.
the cuts end
all over my flesh?
I pray that He will tell me.
And yet these storms,
maelstroms of pain
consume me-
so confuse me.
How can I go on
with these years taking tolls
and lost within my-
own crooked frame? ...
#confusion
#despair
#emptiness #apathy
#emptiness #apathy
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Jul 2023 2:20am
29th Jul 2023 2:20am
The Greek Ghoul
Demons don’t come with
horns and fangs
Instead, they walk upon
brown leather shoes-
sneering behind glasses of
gold.
Acid tongued temerity
Won’t you bite the apple so?
He hissed, ‘but I am no monster’
Cosmopolitan creature
Featured within, this
shattered
Broken system
When wounded women cry
And the fighters of truth are
shushed
With rancid truths, crushed
Here we are, ushers of a
twisted age.
The Greek Ghoul has escaped
And he, will never be
A devil whom has faced the ...
horns and fangs
Instead, they walk upon
brown leather shoes-
sneering behind glasses of
gold.
Acid tongued temerity
Won’t you bite the apple so?
He hissed, ‘but I am no monster’
Cosmopolitan creature
Featured within, this
shattered
Broken system
When wounded women cry
And the fighters of truth are
shushed
With rancid truths, crushed
Here we are, ushers of a
twisted age.
The Greek Ghoul has escaped
And he, will never be
A devil whom has faced the ...
#abuse
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
30th Jun 2023 8:50pm
30th Jun 2023 8:50pm
The Future
I’ve never really understood poetry’, the man said.
‘That’s okay’, replied Steph, ‘I think that’s almost the point, for everyone to understand it differently’.
They were standing in front of the literature exhibit at the National Museum, admiring the work of John Keats.
‘I actually had a boyfriend once who wrote poetry’, Steph continued, a wry smile on her face.
‘Why am I not surprised, a care-free introvert like you going out with a poet’, the man laughed.
‘Was he your typical self-destructive, the world hurts too much, cut-off-his-ear type’ he asked, seemingly...
‘That’s okay’, replied Steph, ‘I think that’s almost the point, for everyone to understand it differently’.
They were standing in front of the literature exhibit at the National Museum, admiring the work of John Keats.
‘I actually had a boyfriend once who wrote poetry’, Steph continued, a wry smile on her face.
‘Why am I not surprised, a care-free introvert like you going out with a poet’, the man laughed.
‘Was he your typical self-destructive, the world hurts too much, cut-off-his-ear type’ he asked, seemingly...
#sadness
#love
#grief
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2023 3:52pm
29th Jun 2023 3:52pm
Blue Skies Bring Tears
Down by the canal
On the bench
As lilypads watch
The lonely repent
We’re all broken here
The shy and the shame
Only memories to lose
Regrets to regain
Souls of the grey
Are chipped and bleak
Only comfort felt;
Within the bottle we seek
Lives led of remorse
The wind whispers so;
Paths we chose are this
Voices of our past echo.
On the bench
As lilypads watch
The lonely repent
We’re all broken here
The shy and the shame
Only memories to lose
Regrets to regain
Souls of the grey
Are chipped and bleak
Only comfort felt;
Within the bottle we seek
Lives led of remorse
The wind whispers so;
Paths we chose are this
Voices of our past echo.
#sadness
#regret
#loneliness #emptiness
#loneliness #emptiness
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2023 9:00am
22nd Jun 2023 9:00am
Rotten
I’m scared of dreams
Afraid to be
Someone who
Could wander, so free
When night holds no light
And the ‘mares never cease
To never wake up
I wish to not see
I've begged for this loss
I yearn to not beat
And these broken thoughts-
A damning conceit
The sun has no warmth
My room fills with eyes
Now that sleep holds no solace
In the mirror I despise
Within this shell I am caged
Into this mind shackled so-
Wishing veins would crack and gush
No more life to ebb and flow.
Afraid to be
Someone who
Could wander, so free
When night holds no light
And the ‘mares never cease
To never wake up
I wish to not see
I've begged for this loss
I yearn to not beat
And these broken thoughts-
A damning conceit
The sun has no warmth
My room fills with eyes
Now that sleep holds no solace
In the mirror I despise
Within this shell I am caged
Into this mind shackled so-
Wishing veins would crack and gush
No more life to ebb and flow.
#depression
#grief
#suicide
#emptiness
#apathy
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DARK POEM
Published
28th May 2023 9:54pm
28th May 2023 9:54pm
Blackest
I wish the walls would tumble
and the days would end
Want the sun to set
into the sand
No more rays shine on-
this vacant land
The stars would brighten
night’s bright band.
I need to moon to linger
and erase all light
When day becomes
a most painful blight
For when dark is dimmest
and dawn a curse-
my fate seems dullest
within the hearse.
and the days would end
Want the sun to set
into the sand
No more rays shine on-
this vacant land
The stars would brighten
night’s bright band.
I need to moon to linger
and erase all light
When day becomes
a most painful blight
For when dark is dimmest
and dawn a curse-
my fate seems dullest
within the hearse.
#grief
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