Submissions by catmayus
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Trying to shut the demons up
Liquor is a tight key
Trying to call the mind down
Calm is not part of the wave
Emotional parting separating a blind mans truth from rage
Not an easy fix
Flashes of wicked past roam through broken tethers
I need a feather in the road to guide me from my fears
I can not do this
Not alone
I am too afraid to ask for help
I don't want the room again
December claws at my back
Like a raven at the door
A remembrance I cannot forget
Tolerance strength fight
I cannot find those words ...
Liquor is a tight key
Trying to call the mind down
Calm is not part of the wave
Emotional parting separating a blind mans truth from rage
Not an easy fix
Flashes of wicked past roam through broken tethers
I need a feather in the road to guide me from my fears
I can not do this
Not alone
I am too afraid to ask for help
I don't want the room again
December claws at my back
Like a raven at the door
A remembrance I cannot forget
Tolerance strength fight
I cannot find those words ...
#frustration
#disappointment
#emptiness
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11-20-12
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sleep
Sometimes I feel as though i am swaying in the mist
Rocking back and forth Answering the voices in my head
People walk by at their own time
Distroying the destructive nature born with
Setting down the loaded pen
Smoking paper, the ink well stain
Sweat pouring out lies
Many minds fried for laughter
I cry
My words fall
They just fall off the black board
The chalk filled of nothing
God Damn it just sleep!
Rocking back and forth Answering the voices in my head
People walk by at their own time
Distroying the destructive nature born with
Setting down the loaded pen
Smoking paper, the ink well stain
Sweat pouring out lies
Many minds fried for laughter
I cry
My words fall
They just fall off the black board
The chalk filled of nothing
God Damn it just sleep!
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wish
The barbed wire around my wrists tighten
Dieing for the dance with pain
Backed into my corner
I sit and lay face down in my pool
Devine gods of silence cover my ears
Take my soul
Rip out my everlasting piece of humanity and drown my sympathy in this red river
No more waking up on this plane of pitiless boredom.
Dieing for the dance with pain
Backed into my corner
I sit and lay face down in my pool
Devine gods of silence cover my ears
Take my soul
Rip out my everlasting piece of humanity and drown my sympathy in this red river
No more waking up on this plane of pitiless boredom.
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Life
Difference is on the touch
Huge heart I wear thick upon my bossom
I love a lot
Rolling deep within the sheets
Laughing, loving, having fun.
Huge heart I wear thick upon my bossom
I love a lot
Rolling deep within the sheets
Laughing, loving, having fun.
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Shut off
I just want to cut so deep I can see my veins pulsating So fucken pissed off Why does your death appear Why do i see you dieing I get so mad I just want to hurt Dangleing infront of my face is a challange These tears stain an angusished face This bottle is getting full My voices are screaming Pulling at every direction I see you, what do you want me to do So much rage and anger building up recking the walls Trying to keep things at bay Not giving up my cool Quiet molments lead to troubled thoughts Bleeding out with a bloody hand Reaching out to the cross Please forgive me Help maybe to late.
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Horney
5111 reads
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Grieve
feeling a wave of emotions rolling through
Veins of fiery ice
Slow tears fall swiftly down pale cheeks
Missing, a hole, an empty vessel
Grey walls crumbling in a black sky
The door to this place creaks open
It's rarely used
Stuff the problems away air tight
Blue flowers wilting red
Thrashing around in the cadge I'm locked up
Ripping apart flesh
Insanity strapped to my chest
Branding a holy temple
Stirring up trouble
Grief is better locked up.
Veins of fiery ice
Slow tears fall swiftly down pale cheeks
Missing, a hole, an empty vessel
Grey walls crumbling in a black sky
The door to this place creaks open
It's rarely used
Stuff the problems away air tight
Blue flowers wilting red
Thrashing around in the cadge I'm locked up
Ripping apart flesh
Insanity strapped to my chest
Branding a holy temple
Stirring up trouble
Grief is better locked up.
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Write
I know it has been awhile since I last wrote
I have been feeling kind of down
Useless
I feel as if I am bound
Tied down when I want to let go
I want that clean feeling as sharp cool iciness
Shame
I want out
Things are getting confusing
Busy
Tired
I wanna cry but can't
Twist tumble bump
Unlocked
I want to be held
I want lust
Compassion
Motherhood
A real shoulder to cry on
Beauty
Locked away by pressure
As a bubble trapped under water
Nothingness boiled all over again
Melted back into one
One person...
I have been feeling kind of down
Useless
I feel as if I am bound
Tied down when I want to let go
I want that clean feeling as sharp cool iciness
Shame
I want out
Things are getting confusing
Busy
Tired
I wanna cry but can't
Twist tumble bump
Unlocked
I want to be held
I want lust
Compassion
Motherhood
A real shoulder to cry on
Beauty
Locked away by pressure
As a bubble trapped under water
Nothingness boiled all over again
Melted back into one
One person...
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The End
Alone in the dark
walking strait away from life
Soul pitched black without a chance to be saved
Lost
What muse has played her so
Pity no more
The crown of gold now tarnished
Remember me
Innocent eyes brought down in pain
Tears run down a bruised face
The inspiration flows out of missunderstood hands
Fool
Betrayed solitude of remorse
The pitter patter of the rain
Ice cold soothingness enrages her
The rush of a great rapid
Jump
The road now crooked.
walking strait away from life
Soul pitched black without a chance to be saved
Lost
What muse has played her so
Pity no more
The crown of gold now tarnished
Remember me
Innocent eyes brought down in pain
Tears run down a bruised face
The inspiration flows out of missunderstood hands
Fool
Betrayed solitude of remorse
The pitter patter of the rain
Ice cold soothingness enrages her
The rush of a great rapid
Jump
The road now crooked.
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For Dad
Dad, you were what every adventure looks for
You created an aura so pure
So light hearted, that the darkness always seemed to run and hide
Such a mysterious ball of color
A being so protective against all preditors
Protecting your family
I remember when you had chased away some bad boy friends
You were my super hero dad
Kind, loving, caring, and wise
Iuse to come to you for your advice with cooking or with translations
I wish I had learned to speak spanish
Though I have no regrets
You had such an open heart
My father
You remind me of the...
You created an aura so pure
So light hearted, that the darkness always seemed to run and hide
Such a mysterious ball of color
A being so protective against all preditors
Protecting your family
I remember when you had chased away some bad boy friends
You were my super hero dad
Kind, loving, caring, and wise
Iuse to come to you for your advice with cooking or with translations
I wish I had learned to speak spanish
Though I have no regrets
You had such an open heart
My father
You remind me of the...
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Gone
As the door opens
He slips through
Creak and crack the house talks
Creeping in and out of doorways
Finding a keeper
Dressed in black looking for a way out
With one thing on his mind
Murder
She asleep in her bed
Dreaming of thoughts black so red
Falling into darkness awaiting to break free from her insanity
A whole life destroyed
Shattered are memories once happy
He gets closer
Dressed in white looking for an escape
With one thing on her mind
The closer he gets the more she wants to die
The pillow a great friend in other cases...
He slips through
Creak and crack the house talks
Creeping in and out of doorways
Finding a keeper
Dressed in black looking for a way out
With one thing on his mind
Murder
She asleep in her bed
Dreaming of thoughts black so red
Falling into darkness awaiting to break free from her insanity
A whole life destroyed
Shattered are memories once happy
He gets closer
Dressed in white looking for an escape
With one thing on her mind
The closer he gets the more she wants to die
The pillow a great friend in other cases...
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