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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I usually write dark with very few happy poems. Most of them are personal.
DARK POEM
Published
5th Nov 2011 10:34pm
5th Nov 2011 10:34pm
Why?
I promised to protect you,
I'm failing miserably.
You're slipping away.
Away from me, away from my reach
and on to the other side.
Grandma, I'm not ready for you
to leave me just like he did.
Please just push it through,
like I know you can.
you're stronger than
what they say you are,
you and I both know it.
I feel like you're giving up
on me and grandma, that won't do.
I need you here,
to help me and to save me.
If you make it,
I'll stop.
Stop the self destruction,
stop with my path.
I'll stop the hurricane...
I'm failing miserably.
You're slipping away.
Away from me, away from my reach
and on to the other side.
Grandma, I'm not ready for you
to leave me just like he did.
Please just push it through,
like I know you can.
you're stronger than
what they say you are,
you and I both know it.
I feel like you're giving up
on me and grandma, that won't do.
I need you here,
to help me and to save me.
If you make it,
I'll stop.
Stop the self destruction,
stop with my path.
I'll stop the hurricane...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Oct 2011 4:20pm
17th Oct 2011 4:20pm
3 Simple Rules
A darkened heart,
black as storm clouds,
still reaches out to you.
A tangle of lies,
despite myself,
unravels on the floor.
I'll wrap myself in them.
In my cocoon of obscenities
and harsh never ending words,
I'll remember the lessons
I've learned through you.
Never forget that you've been burned.
Never remember the pain of yesterday.
Never say you're sorry,
even if you are.
black as storm clouds,
still reaches out to you.
A tangle of lies,
despite myself,
unravels on the floor.
I'll wrap myself in them.
In my cocoon of obscenities
and harsh never ending words,
I'll remember the lessons
I've learned through you.
Never forget that you've been burned.
Never remember the pain of yesterday.
Never say you're sorry,
even if you are.
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Sep 2011 2:40pm
30th Sep 2011 2:40pm
Taking over me
Slow, bitter poison
running freely through my veins.
Shaping.
Changing.
Killing.
Destroying what was me.
No long can I love,
be kind or even free.
Please kill the beast
that's taking over me.
running freely through my veins.
Shaping.
Changing.
Killing.
Destroying what was me.
No long can I love,
be kind or even free.
Please kill the beast
that's taking over me.
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Sep 2011 2:55pm
27th Sep 2011 2:55pm
Call to me?
Call to me and
I'll come running,
I bow to your
every whim.
I take you here
and tell you this.
I drop whatever
I'm doing for you
in hopes you'll do
the same.
A wishful thinker,
that's what I am,
one of my most
horrible downfalls.
To think you'd ever
help me, ha,
when the cow jumps
over the moon.
I'll come running,
I bow to your
every whim.
I take you here
and tell you this.
I drop whatever
I'm doing for you
in hopes you'll do
the same.
A wishful thinker,
that's what I am,
one of my most
horrible downfalls.
To think you'd ever
help me, ha,
when the cow jumps
over the moon.
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Sep 2011 3:35pm
26th Sep 2011 3:35pm
Say Goodbye
Fighting to hold
on to myself.
Losing the battle
viciously.
I'm slipping away
while she takes over.
The words I speak
are no longer mine,
nor the choices
that I make.
She's winning the
battle and the war.
What's a girl to do?
I've always tried to
fight it, for as long
as I can remember.
Each year that I grow,
I see her breaking free.
Her addictions, her methhods,
her oddities, her lies.
I see them all in me,
no matter how hard I try.
I guess I just
don't care enough;
I'm givning up the...
on to myself.
Losing the battle
viciously.
I'm slipping away
while she takes over.
The words I speak
are no longer mine,
nor the choices
that I make.
She's winning the
battle and the war.
What's a girl to do?
I've always tried to
fight it, for as long
as I can remember.
Each year that I grow,
I see her breaking free.
Her addictions, her methhods,
her oddities, her lies.
I see them all in me,
no matter how hard I try.
I guess I just
don't care enough;
I'm givning up the...
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2011 3:37pm
23rd Sep 2011 3:37pm
Can't hold on to me
You run around not knowing
what you want.
"Give me this!
Can I have that?"
No, you spoiled,
little brat.
Work for it like
everyone else.
Just because you
grew up wealthy
doesn't mean you'll
keep it.
Money's hard to handle,
especially in your hands,
the hands that can't
even hold on to me,
and I'm the easiest
thing to keep.
what you want.
"Give me this!
Can I have that?"
No, you spoiled,
little brat.
Work for it like
everyone else.
Just because you
grew up wealthy
doesn't mean you'll
keep it.
Money's hard to handle,
especially in your hands,
the hands that can't
even hold on to me,
and I'm the easiest
thing to keep.
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2011 1:41pm
22nd Sep 2011 1:41pm
Your Pain
Bruise me, hurt me,
make me sway.
That's the only way
you'll be able to stay.
I push the one's who
to me are nice.
I love the ones
who make me think twice.
I need you to
hurt me too,
I'll love you greatly
if you do.
I need the pain
to suffice,
so here's a little
piece of advice.
Tell me I'm dirt,
say I'm no good.
Tell me all the things
you know you should.
Don't tell me you love me,
don't tell me you care.
Tell me a place in your heart
I don't spare.
make me sway.
That's the only way
you'll be able to stay.
I push the one's who
to me are nice.
I love the ones
who make me think twice.
I need you to
hurt me too,
I'll love you greatly
if you do.
I need the pain
to suffice,
so here's a little
piece of advice.
Tell me I'm dirt,
say I'm no good.
Tell me all the things
you know you should.
Don't tell me you love me,
don't tell me you care.
Tell me a place in your heart
I don't spare.
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 3:53am
20th Sep 2011 3:53am
Some How
Hush baby.
Please, don't cry.
I know I hurt you,
you don't have to lie.
Hush my love.
Y ou don't have to hide.
I know what it's like,
what you feel inside.
Put it behind you,
don't you fear.
You won't ever have
to cry another tear.
Stick with me
'cause I need you now.
It'll all get better.
I promise, some how.
Please, don't cry.
I know I hurt you,
you don't have to lie.
Hush my love.
Y ou don't have to hide.
I know what it's like,
what you feel inside.
Put it behind you,
don't you fear.
You won't ever have
to cry another tear.
Stick with me
'cause I need you now.
It'll all get better.
I promise, some how.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 3:33pm
16th Sep 2011 3:33pm
A fact
Don't toy with my words,
I heard you the first time.
You cannot take it back.
You told me I was a selfish bitch
and that, my dears, a fact.
I heard you the first time.
You cannot take it back.
You told me I was a selfish bitch
and that, my dears, a fact.
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Sep 2011 3:38pm
15th Sep 2011 3:38pm
The Girl
Undecided and more than a little confused,
that's how she'd describe herself.
Like ocean waves, the ebb and flow,
the tiding never stops.
Is it too much to be happy?
Why is it all so complicated?
This is her urgent cry for help,
she finally broke the emergency glass.
How does one function if they never sleep?
How can she hide from pain if she mutilates herself?
How can she have self-confidence if she looks
in the mirror and doesn't know whose looking back?
She's lost you see.
A taper in the rushing wind,
being pushed to open up when...
that's how she'd describe herself.
Like ocean waves, the ebb and flow,
the tiding never stops.
Is it too much to be happy?
Why is it all so complicated?
This is her urgent cry for help,
she finally broke the emergency glass.
How does one function if they never sleep?
How can she hide from pain if she mutilates herself?
How can she have self-confidence if she looks
in the mirror and doesn't know whose looking back?
She's lost you see.
A taper in the rushing wind,
being pushed to open up when...
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Sep 2011 4:24pm
1st Sep 2011 4:24pm
The Puzzle Box
Edging closer to reality, inching away from
playing games.
No one said it would be easy
to put the puzzle back together.
So many unintelligent people,
slamming pieces where they don't belong.
They try to hurry and complete it
with out taking the time to look at the picture.
What a pity.
Life is so hard when you can't
make the pieces stick.
There's no way around it,
there is no cheating.
There's just you, the puzzle,
and the puzzle box.
playing games.
No one said it would be easy
to put the puzzle back together.
So many unintelligent people,
slamming pieces where they don't belong.
They try to hurry and complete it
with out taking the time to look at the picture.
What a pity.
Life is so hard when you can't
make the pieces stick.
There's no way around it,
there is no cheating.
There's just you, the puzzle,
and the puzzle box.
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Aug 2011 3:38am
26th Aug 2011 3:38am
My Malfunction of my Mind
You follow me, I see it.
I feel it too.
Only in the dark though,
you make me feel crazy.
Demented even.
Others don't see what I do,
or feel you nonetheless.
You're possibly a figment of my
imagination....
Maybe not.
I see you there, in the shadowns.
Hiding.
I'm too afraid to follow you,
my fear of the dark...
But you knew that already;
didn't you?
We play cat and mouse, you and I.
Me, the soft spoken mouse,
the prey.
You, the always prowling cat,
the predator.
When you think about it,
you and I...
I feel it too.
Only in the dark though,
you make me feel crazy.
Demented even.
Others don't see what I do,
or feel you nonetheless.
You're possibly a figment of my
imagination....
Maybe not.
I see you there, in the shadowns.
Hiding.
I'm too afraid to follow you,
my fear of the dark...
But you knew that already;
didn't you?
We play cat and mouse, you and I.
Me, the soft spoken mouse,
the prey.
You, the always prowling cat,
the predator.
When you think about it,
you and I...
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