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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"I am just carbon, and bad timing."
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 5:28pm
4th Feb 2013 5:28pm
Inter-Personally Indifferent
No matter what I do or what I try
She’s only happy when she’s
High.
It’s always too much and it’s never
Enough.
She can’t ever seem to get it right
She’s desperate for company, it
Doesn’t matter if it’s mine. I’m
Just here until she’s ready to say
Goodbye.
No need, without me she’s fine
As long as she’s high, she’s
Satisfied.
But when it crashes, I’ll hear my phone
She’ll be begging me to, “Come back
Home.”
She’s only happy when she’s
High.
It’s always too much and it’s never
Enough.
She can’t ever seem to get it right
She’s desperate for company, it
Doesn’t matter if it’s mine. I’m
Just here until she’s ready to say
Goodbye.
No need, without me she’s fine
As long as she’s high, she’s
Satisfied.
But when it crashes, I’ll hear my phone
She’ll be begging me to, “Come back
Home.”
869 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
4th Feb 2013 9:23am
4th Feb 2013 9:23am
My Life As Tom
When I was younger I remember watching Tom and Jerry on Saturday mornings and I could never figure out how they could be so hell bent on each other’s destruction, but be best friends at the same time. It just didn’t make sense to me. I could never figure out the relationship between Tom and Jerry and it’s no wonder I can never figure out what’s going on in my own personal life. If you can’t understand the interpersonal relationships of cartoon animals, it’s unlikely you’ll grow up to understand the complexity of relationships when they’re existing outside of Cartoon Network. Poor Tom.. all he...
815 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Feb 2013 8:10am
4th Feb 2013 8:10am
The Rush
Virulent and volatile,
Venomous.
Sharp and bitter, nauseating
Eyes heavy, barely breathing
Head spinning, an injection so
Intoxicating.
Cough. Exhale vapor.
Heart beats faster— lean back
Relax. This moment should be
Savored.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
Because it won’t last forever.
Venomous.
Sharp and bitter, nauseating
Eyes heavy, barely breathing
Head spinning, an injection so
Intoxicating.
Cough. Exhale vapor.
Heart beats faster— lean back
Relax. This moment should be
Savored.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
Because it won’t last forever.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2013 10:49am
30th Jan 2013 10:49am
White Walls
Silence between
Cluttered white walls
Speak more words than
We’re capable of.
Whispering, “You’ve gone,
Too far.”
With ice in my veins
Your warm hand on my arm
Closed eyes as I say,
“You’re my good luck
Charm.”
Cluttered white walls
Speak more words than
We’re capable of.
Whispering, “You’ve gone,
Too far.”
With ice in my veins
Your warm hand on my arm
Closed eyes as I say,
“You’re my good luck
Charm.”
750 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
30th Jan 2013 10:46am
30th Jan 2013 10:46am
Overdue Apologies
For weeks and weeks
I’ve been without
Sleep.
How could I sleep in this bed,
Full of guilt, things
Left unsaid.
I’m sorry I never told you
I kept hoping maybe it
Wasn’t true.
I’m sorry I changed
You said we could never
Be the same.
I’m sorry I said, “It won’t
Happen again.”
I’m sorry I pushed you away
I should’ve begged you
To
Stay.
I’m sorry you wasted three
Years chasing after
Me.
I’m sorry it ended that day
I’m sorry these drugs
Got in the way.
But I just couldn’t stop...
I’ve been without
Sleep.
How could I sleep in this bed,
Full of guilt, things
Left unsaid.
I’m sorry I never told you
I kept hoping maybe it
Wasn’t true.
I’m sorry I changed
You said we could never
Be the same.
I’m sorry I said, “It won’t
Happen again.”
I’m sorry I pushed you away
I should’ve begged you
To
Stay.
I’m sorry you wasted three
Years chasing after
Me.
I’m sorry it ended that day
I’m sorry these drugs
Got in the way.
But I just couldn’t stop...
1209 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2013 10:21pm
29th Jan 2013 10:21pm
Soul Searching
Dark green veins
Toxic blood.
Deep inside my arm,
The needle looks for
More.
Of me, my soul.
No matter where I look,
It’s always empty,
Cold.
Toxic blood.
Deep inside my arm,
The needle looks for
More.
Of me, my soul.
No matter where I look,
It’s always empty,
Cold.
662 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2013 1:51pm
29th Jan 2013 1:51pm
Torn Secrets
Secret syringes and
Torn tourniquets
My dark bruised arms
Reliving what I can’t
Forget.
Tell me it’s going to be,
Okay.
Torn tourniquets
My dark bruised arms
Reliving what I can’t
Forget.
Tell me it’s going to be,
Okay.
1020 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
29th Jan 2013 1:46pm
29th Jan 2013 1:46pm
The Girl
I met this girl,
It’s been about 6 weeks
She has this problem
The girl never sleeps
She talks to me fast
And she bounces her knee
I worry about her
For days she can’t eat
She says that she’s fine
But her muscles feel weak
Used to burn green
But now she just tweaks
----
It's been 12 weeks
The girl still can’t sleep
She still talks to me fast
But now struggles to breathe
I worry about her
Her bathroom scale says 93
She can’t walk up the stairs
Her thin legs are too weak
Even the...
It’s been about 6 weeks
She has this problem
The girl never sleeps
She talks to me fast
And she bounces her knee
I worry about her
For days she can’t eat
She says that she’s fine
But her muscles feel weak
Used to burn green
But now she just tweaks
----
It's been 12 weeks
The girl still can’t sleep
She still talks to me fast
But now struggles to breathe
I worry about her
Her bathroom scale says 93
She can’t walk up the stairs
Her thin legs are too weak
Even the...
1091 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
28th Jan 2013 8:17am
28th Jan 2013 8:17am
Twacked
Her veins are small, black
I said, “Where’s the old you,
I want her back.”
Pale skin, another track
Her giant pupils say, “She’s
Twacked.”
Her mind and her body will
Always be trapped.
She’s drowning under
Chemicals.
She’s buried under
Tracks.
I said, “Where’s the old you,
I want her back.”
Pale skin, another track
Her giant pupils say, “She’s
Twacked.”
Her mind and her body will
Always be trapped.
She’s drowning under
Chemicals.
She’s buried under
Tracks.
710 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2013 5:10pm
27th Jan 2013 5:10pm
Who Says?
I’m in love with the
High.
Who says love
Can’t be,
Bought?
I’m in love this feeling
More often than
Not.
High.
Who says love
Can’t be,
Bought?
I’m in love this feeling
More often than
Not.
702 reads
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DRUGS POEM
Published
27th Jan 2013 4:49pm
27th Jan 2013 4:49pm
Masochist
Always filling my arm
But never filling the
Emptiness.
I’m just a sucker for
Punishment.
Call me a masochist.
I’ll just keep on giving it,
“One more
Shot.”
But never filling the
Emptiness.
I’m just a sucker for
Punishment.
Call me a masochist.
I’ll just keep on giving it,
“One more
Shot.”
826 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
27th Jan 2013 1:51am
27th Jan 2013 1:51am
Emotional Detox and Repeated Fallacies
I ignore giant blinking signs right in front of me that say you’re bad news, and still I’m always shocked when the truth is finally exposed. Why? When I hear the first inconsistent story and see the first obvious indicator of impending malevolence, why don’t I just turn around and walk away? I always regret not trusting my initial assumptions and I’ll say, “I’ll never fall for that again.” or “I've learned my lesson this time.” But it’ll continue to happen over and over again. I’m not stupid. I’m not blind. I’m not a fool. I may enter the room hopeful and admittedly ingenuous but you won’t be...
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1 Comment
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