Submissions by brokenlife
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i write things that offend but dont give a fuck about it
SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2013 4:29pm
21st Jun 2013 4:29pm
the pain
it wont subside by any drink,
no drugs or laughter,
even further i sink,
looking into a cracked mirror,
looking back at my broken reflection,
you where my strength,
just wanna be on the right side of the fence,
please help me,
im sore its plain to see,
if i could hold back the rain,
could please numb the pain,
i feel it seep into my heart,
was fucked from the start,
this is unbearable agony,
pain is so much its shaggin me,
with every single drink,
...
no drugs or laughter,
even further i sink,
looking into a cracked mirror,
looking back at my broken reflection,
you where my strength,
just wanna be on the right side of the fence,
please help me,
im sore its plain to see,
if i could hold back the rain,
could please numb the pain,
i feel it seep into my heart,
was fucked from the start,
this is unbearable agony,
pain is so much its shaggin me,
with every single drink,
...
778 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
19th Jun 2013 8:47pm
19th Jun 2013 8:47pm
daylight dies and angels cry
my victims come and go,
but each on gets their own show,
like this one girl,
who gave me a twirl,
she didnt see it coming,
i ate her while humming,
i raped her until blood,
with tears her eyes flood,
she screamed so loud,
could have drew a crowd,
but i laughed through the scream,
but here comes the mean,
this girl was pregnant and the sun start to set,
what i did next i will never regret,
after i pulled out i spun her around,
cut into her womb and unborn baby...
but each on gets their own show,
like this one girl,
who gave me a twirl,
she didnt see it coming,
i ate her while humming,
i raped her until blood,
with tears her eyes flood,
she screamed so loud,
could have drew a crowd,
but i laughed through the scream,
but here comes the mean,
this girl was pregnant and the sun start to set,
what i did next i will never regret,
after i pulled out i spun her around,
cut into her womb and unborn baby...
912 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Jun 2013 11:06am
17th Jun 2013 11:06am
abuse
it comes in many different forms,
fists or words we get it from the day we are born,
some escape and live their life,
other have to fight them off with a kitchen knife,
parents come home drunk and pick up a fist,
little jammie has to run as the punch barley missed,
he fleas up stairs and locks his door,
for fear of getting beaten once more,
his dad banging on the door and swearing like crazy,
breaks down the door punches wee jamie everything is hazy,
sadly its not just jamie that gets this shit,
...
fists or words we get it from the day we are born,
some escape and live their life,
other have to fight them off with a kitchen knife,
parents come home drunk and pick up a fist,
little jammie has to run as the punch barley missed,
he fleas up stairs and locks his door,
for fear of getting beaten once more,
his dad banging on the door and swearing like crazy,
breaks down the door punches wee jamie everything is hazy,
sadly its not just jamie that gets this shit,
...
764 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2013 8:57pm
13th Jun 2013 8:57pm
my moment
will you remember this moment as you dig into me?
with a smile on your face seems that you like it,
will you cherish this moment as you dig into me?
you better because you will never again get to treat me like shit.
i wont stand another minute of your questioning me,
im just begging that you make it quick and set me free,
just stop cause whats over is this interrogation,
i just hope that this is perfect and meeting your expectation.
i cant handle this felling like your pressuring me,
well tell me how would you like to meet my favourite fist,...
with a smile on your face seems that you like it,
will you cherish this moment as you dig into me?
you better because you will never again get to treat me like shit.
i wont stand another minute of your questioning me,
im just begging that you make it quick and set me free,
just stop cause whats over is this interrogation,
i just hope that this is perfect and meeting your expectation.
i cant handle this felling like your pressuring me,
well tell me how would you like to meet my favourite fist,...
586 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 6:06pm
8th Jun 2013 6:06pm
scream
standing in the corner and scream with me,
we have a pocket full of empties,
and a head thats full of violence,
and screams that sounds like silence.
we scream through the silence,
till we know that theres life left there in me,
we scream through the pain,
till there nothing left to remain.
ive screamed so long without you,
you left a hole that cant be filled,
so i screamed cant you see i hate you, boo,
the screams are an eternal reminder of how much i hate you.
scars and screams are my life now,
people stand on the...
we have a pocket full of empties,
and a head thats full of violence,
and screams that sounds like silence.
we scream through the silence,
till we know that theres life left there in me,
we scream through the pain,
till there nothing left to remain.
ive screamed so long without you,
you left a hole that cant be filled,
so i screamed cant you see i hate you, boo,
the screams are an eternal reminder of how much i hate you.
scars and screams are my life now,
people stand on the...
569 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Jun 2013 1:44am
3rd Jun 2013 1:44am
hope
when life throws you shit,
like bullies hits after hit,
thinking the world owes me a favor,
times looking bleak wheres my saviour?
no-one to turn to or even to talk,
can do nothing but head down and walk,
nothing to hold on for,
nothing anymore.
bottles are broken like hearts and mind,
nothing but pain and misery is all i find,
hiding behind the smile of a clown,
yet when no-ones looking my tears smash to the ground.
echoing laughter through these empty halls,
im left standing there by myself the writings on the walls,...
like bullies hits after hit,
thinking the world owes me a favor,
times looking bleak wheres my saviour?
no-one to turn to or even to talk,
can do nothing but head down and walk,
nothing to hold on for,
nothing anymore.
bottles are broken like hearts and mind,
nothing but pain and misery is all i find,
hiding behind the smile of a clown,
yet when no-ones looking my tears smash to the ground.
echoing laughter through these empty halls,
im left standing there by myself the writings on the walls,...
779 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Jun 2013 3:05pm
1st Jun 2013 3:05pm
cold rain
life time of emptiness,
sick of all the loneliness,
tired of the cold rain pouring down,
dragging us all down to the ground.
the cold rain washes over me,
drowning in the pain of ecstasy,
the water runs down my face,
the cold feeling i know my place.
weather like pain never goes away,
rare occasion but away it never stays,
storm clouds surround me darkening day,
wanting something to wash the pain away.
the cold rain soaks in,
just beneath my skin,
now cold rain is now within,
cant catch a break can never win.
...
sick of all the loneliness,
tired of the cold rain pouring down,
dragging us all down to the ground.
the cold rain washes over me,
drowning in the pain of ecstasy,
the water runs down my face,
the cold feeling i know my place.
weather like pain never goes away,
rare occasion but away it never stays,
storm clouds surround me darkening day,
wanting something to wash the pain away.
the cold rain soaks in,
just beneath my skin,
now cold rain is now within,
cant catch a break can never win.
...
803 reads
2 Comments
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