Submissions by anna-disgrace (Annadisgrace)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
17th Aug 2011 11:13am
17th Aug 2011 11:13am
un written thoughts
I come to touch the tip of the sky with my finger tips.
Then I come to the ground falling on glass.
my head starts to ache from the lack of oxygen to my brain.
my body is throbbing from the deep cuts on my skin.
it rains red drops from the angels getting hacked in heaven.
the sweet smell. oh it feels so right.
my deceiving smile. it shows wicked sights.
deeper and deeper I fall in this numbing feeling.
im seeing colors of black and red.
Am I fine?
writing a tale. it's carving in my back.
the...
Then I come to the ground falling on glass.
my head starts to ache from the lack of oxygen to my brain.
my body is throbbing from the deep cuts on my skin.
it rains red drops from the angels getting hacked in heaven.
the sweet smell. oh it feels so right.
my deceiving smile. it shows wicked sights.
deeper and deeper I fall in this numbing feeling.
im seeing colors of black and red.
Am I fine?
writing a tale. it's carving in my back.
the...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 1:49pm
12th Aug 2011 1:49pm
I'm not fragile
i’m not fragile, I can bend without breaking.
it’s shanking the feeling with in me.
I can see without bleeding.
I shout without bursting the liquid with in my body.
I am strong enough to feel.
it feels real when I watch the world go round.
watching people as they watch the sky bleed many pretty colors.
faking time, the rhyme with in us. is too loud not to hear.
we float like air.in this universe we call home.
it’s shanking the feeling with in me.
I can see without bleeding.
I shout without bursting the liquid with in my body.
I am strong enough to feel.
it feels real when I watch the world go round.
watching people as they watch the sky bleed many pretty colors.
faking time, the rhyme with in us. is too loud not to hear.
we float like air.in this universe we call home.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Aug 2011 11:12am
12th Aug 2011 11:12am
false
we sit under the clouds of haze.
the feeling of pressure of life weighing on us like bricks.
we loose the feeling in are face.
we break of whats in us and put on a mask.
inner beauty hides with in are self.
we ride on are emotional roller coaster.
false image we bring in are lives,pretending to be something were not.the beauty we loose.
Stay strong in your what you are.
life is to precious to waste, on faking are lives.
Fuck the people who try to change you, be YOU.
the feeling of pressure of life weighing on us like bricks.
we loose the feeling in are face.
we break of whats in us and put on a mask.
inner beauty hides with in are self.
we ride on are emotional roller coaster.
false image we bring in are lives,pretending to be something were not.the beauty we loose.
Stay strong in your what you are.
life is to precious to waste, on faking are lives.
Fuck the people who try to change you, be YOU.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Aug 2011 7:56am
5th Aug 2011 7:56am
writing my fate
these days are passing me by with the lie they write in the sand.
I'll shake your fate with these itching hand's
Im young, filled with blood so strong.
the chills of my future bring me closer.
Im on my way to the music age.
the rage is far from their heads.
these kids are dead with false hope.
Life is from breathing the music.
focus.
were not wrong for being misunderstood.
Im not just a freak, im not weak.
I fight for my right to speak for me.
I know who I am.
I found my place to be.
Im writing my fate.
I'll shake your fate with these itching hand's
Im young, filled with blood so strong.
the chills of my future bring me closer.
Im on my way to the music age.
the rage is far from their heads.
these kids are dead with false hope.
Life is from breathing the music.
focus.
were not wrong for being misunderstood.
Im not just a freak, im not weak.
I fight for my right to speak for me.
I know who I am.
I found my place to be.
Im writing my fate.
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Aug 2011 7:22am
5th Aug 2011 7:22am
I cant live without my friend
were dead,I can not sing without bleeding.
These days are getting Brod with the feeling of screaming.
The scene of today is being mangled.
your shame, the deadline is coming.
music shakes my body with the feeling of gravity.
Life is my battle ground.
the rave is my home.
I cant live without my friend.
I shout with bleeding lungs.
Am I a zombie?
rotting flesh yumm.
Im still full of ambition.
actions happen.
without my passion I would really be dead.
the bass speaks. It says dance.
These days are getting Brod with the feeling of screaming.
The scene of today is being mangled.
your shame, the deadline is coming.
music shakes my body with the feeling of gravity.
Life is my battle ground.
the rave is my home.
I cant live without my friend.
I shout with bleeding lungs.
Am I a zombie?
rotting flesh yumm.
Im still full of ambition.
actions happen.
without my passion I would really be dead.
the bass speaks. It says dance.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Jul 2011 7:34am
29th Jul 2011 7:34am
God save the teenagers
were just bones, we stand alone.
we keep are head's held up high.
but were not alone.
fuck the world.
burning in are sorrow, no one ever heard of tomorrow.
were wreaking others to feel better.
just people learning to walk.
no one ever told me we fucking suck.
I can tell your a freak.
you shriek at me for being me.
im just a mastermind in glass.
I'll watch you burn.
ashes let me take a see.
Im free.
are world is burning
were full of dunces
who new we would need this many caps.
lets watch you...
we keep are head's held up high.
but were not alone.
fuck the world.
burning in are sorrow, no one ever heard of tomorrow.
were wreaking others to feel better.
just people learning to walk.
no one ever told me we fucking suck.
I can tell your a freak.
you shriek at me for being me.
im just a mastermind in glass.
I'll watch you burn.
ashes let me take a see.
Im free.
are world is burning
were full of dunces
who new we would need this many caps.
lets watch you...
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Jul 2011 5:34am
27th Jul 2011 5:34am
REWOT KCOLC ( by sicx and anna-disgrace)
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Jul 2011 2:46am
27th Jul 2011 2:46am
dresed in satan black robes
reaper plights
may I show you my shiny studded knife.
in a rare occurrence you'll see me.
I speak in tongues.
see my lungs were filled with dripping blood.
But I can cut you anyway.
Ill tie you to a chair.
and toss you like a rag doll.
with my shiny knife, ill cut your face,
with little jagged edges.
I'll leave a also nice taste in your face.
I will not kill you, that takes away my fun.
Ill watch you suffer, use you as my new toy.
but see it's only easy being me.
may I show you my shiny studded knife.
in a rare occurrence you'll see me.
I speak in tongues.
see my lungs were filled with dripping blood.
But I can cut you anyway.
Ill tie you to a chair.
and toss you like a rag doll.
with my shiny knife, ill cut your face,
with little jagged edges.
I'll leave a also nice taste in your face.
I will not kill you, that takes away my fun.
Ill watch you suffer, use you as my new toy.
but see it's only easy being me.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jul 2011 00:21am
26th Jul 2011 00:21am
were all dirty
shit happens, is the world out of passion?
are you the one who ends are misery?
please kill me.
death is the way of life. don't you get that.
the sequence of events to end your debt is simple.
really just one step.
it's easy,
here's the thing you can either take this gun to your head.
or live in dread forever.
it's just that simple.
fly to heaven and be that little angel.
we can never be the one who ends the misery.
are you the one who ends are misery?
please kill me.
death is the way of life. don't you get that.
the sequence of events to end your debt is simple.
really just one step.
it's easy,
here's the thing you can either take this gun to your head.
or live in dread forever.
it's just that simple.
fly to heaven and be that little angel.
we can never be the one who ends the misery.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Jul 2011 00:13am
26th Jul 2011 00:13am
sweet one
In the pleasure of the night.
I am the owl out of sight.
I'm seeking revenge
on a lost out of bond friend
he sleeps in the shadows,
he scurry's under brush of the forbidden day.
my tongue is itching for some sweet love.
so wont you please come and satisfy me.
I am the owl out of sight.
I'm seeking revenge
on a lost out of bond friend
he sleeps in the shadows,
he scurry's under brush of the forbidden day.
my tongue is itching for some sweet love.
so wont you please come and satisfy me.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Jul 2011 00:37am
23rd Jul 2011 00:37am
narcissistic bitches
silk lace your just a pretty face.
case your body in porcelain box.
smiling for attention, no one ever mentioned,your dead.
cut you like a slice of butchered meat.
hung you like the bitch you never new.
the blood red sky is filled with the scent of death.
you couldn't fathom me as anyone other then an outcast.
our past was put out like the cigaret you just smoked.
but you couldn't see the treat and you got beaten like a
peach dropped on floor.
I cant be the one who see's only white.
So fly your kite, laughter only last so long.
case your body in porcelain box.
smiling for attention, no one ever mentioned,your dead.
cut you like a slice of butchered meat.
hung you like the bitch you never new.
the blood red sky is filled with the scent of death.
you couldn't fathom me as anyone other then an outcast.
our past was put out like the cigaret you just smoked.
but you couldn't see the treat and you got beaten like a
peach dropped on floor.
I cant be the one who see's only white.
So fly your kite, laughter only last so long.
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Jul 2011 5:39am
22nd Jul 2011 5:39am
faked faces
cant you see you cut me. can you see the blood running down my body? mangled bitches in your hopeless lives you steel.
cant you feel.
bite me!
see me I'm free.
written with fear,this pen writes with bloody tears.
darkened marks from the chalk of my crossed heart.
faces of wax, were all wearing mask's
life is just a fake carousel.
can we live. without living.
fearing without hearing.
life is just weary of things so scary.
I fear we are all turning into ghost's.
ill host the most of this life.
but in the end were...
cant you feel.
bite me!
see me I'm free.
written with fear,this pen writes with bloody tears.
darkened marks from the chalk of my crossed heart.
faces of wax, were all wearing mask's
life is just a fake carousel.
can we live. without living.
fearing without hearing.
life is just weary of things so scary.
I fear we are all turning into ghost's.
ill host the most of this life.
but in the end were...
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