Submissions by WitheredRose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Don’t fear death, fear life.
Don’t fear death.
Fear life.
Because,
Life breeds the pain.
Don’t fear every stranger.
Fear your friends.
Because,
They have the knowledge for the right plan.
Don’t fear the shadows in the light.
Fear the shadows hidden in the dark.
Because,
You can’t expect what you can’t see.
Don’t fear the sociopaths who’s in jail.
Fear those who are free.
Because,
We are many and unknown.
Fear life.
Because,
Life breeds the pain.
Don’t fear every stranger.
Fear your friends.
Because,
They have the knowledge for the right plan.
Don’t fear the shadows in the light.
Fear the shadows hidden in the dark.
Because,
You can’t expect what you can’t see.
Don’t fear the sociopaths who’s in jail.
Fear those who are free.
Because,
We are many and unknown.
#fear
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Love doesn’t make you happy
What is up with you?
Always complaining about I’m never home because I work too much.
Then I work less and struggling to pay the bills, you complaining about me not working enough?
I barely know my own kid. I only know his name and he likes RC cars because I always have to work so you can buy your fucking Gucci purses.
I spend 4 thousand on a car for you because you said you needed one and you don’t even wanna drive in it because it’s used and not an BMW?
Now you wanna find another man who can provide for you because I can’t be the man you deserve?
...
Always complaining about I’m never home because I work too much.
Then I work less and struggling to pay the bills, you complaining about me not working enough?
I barely know my own kid. I only know his name and he likes RC cars because I always have to work so you can buy your fucking Gucci purses.
I spend 4 thousand on a car for you because you said you needed one and you don’t even wanna drive in it because it’s used and not an BMW?
Now you wanna find another man who can provide for you because I can’t be the man you deserve?
...
#breakup
#conflict
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Was it really worth it?
Behind any barrel,
There is a ambitious man,
With a mission in his mind.
Wether he is trained to kill,
Or just desperate,
He will hurt.
Whatever the reason,
A murder is a murder.
To some it’s as easy as shaking hands,
To others, it’s as hard as reading minds.
A murder is a murder,
The only difference is,
If it’s done in a uniform or not.
Are you a murder for your state?
Are you a murder for an criminal organisation?
The most important is not who dies,
It’s who survives.
Leave the...
There is a ambitious man,
With a mission in his mind.
Wether he is trained to kill,
Or just desperate,
He will hurt.
Whatever the reason,
A murder is a murder.
To some it’s as easy as shaking hands,
To others, it’s as hard as reading minds.
A murder is a murder,
The only difference is,
If it’s done in a uniform or not.
Are you a murder for your state?
Are you a murder for an criminal organisation?
The most important is not who dies,
It’s who survives.
Leave the...
#politics
#war
#death
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Poisonous Happiness
I still remember how it felt.
Waking up. Shaking. Soaked in sweat.
I still remember how it felt.
To start the day by getting drunk.
To me it was like coffee.
I still remember how it felt.
To eat zonoct like it was breakfast.
Actually, it was my breakfast.
I still remember the joy,
When the drugs kicked.
Oh it made me happy.
So happy it kept me in it for years.
I couldn’t get by sober.
I could go for days,
Only by drugs and alcohol.
I wonder how I’m still breathing?
Though it feels like I’m only...
Waking up. Shaking. Soaked in sweat.
I still remember how it felt.
To start the day by getting drunk.
To me it was like coffee.
I still remember how it felt.
To eat zonoct like it was breakfast.
Actually, it was my breakfast.
I still remember the joy,
When the drugs kicked.
Oh it made me happy.
So happy it kept me in it for years.
I couldn’t get by sober.
I could go for days,
Only by drugs and alcohol.
I wonder how I’m still breathing?
Though it feels like I’m only...
#regret
#addiction
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Hello Again
Nobody has missed me but I’ve missed DUP.
A lot.
The sad experiences, love, hate and scars that’s shared in their poems.
Strangers poems,
The only thing I feel connected to.
Though I’ve changed since last time, nobody would recognise my write,
But I remember the poets in here
And their talents.
The tears they can share, the love, the hate.
They know how to make words more than Expressions.
They have so much to share, so many ideas and thoughts that make others think.
Their words can reach the stars and change The world.
A...
A lot.
The sad experiences, love, hate and scars that’s shared in their poems.
Strangers poems,
The only thing I feel connected to.
Though I’ve changed since last time, nobody would recognise my write,
But I remember the poets in here
And their talents.
The tears they can share, the love, the hate.
They know how to make words more than Expressions.
They have so much to share, so many ideas and thoughts that make others think.
Their words can reach the stars and change The world.
A...
#PowerOfWords
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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