Submissions by darkanime313 (Myxomatosis)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Meds for the Kids, Juice for the Old, and Room for the Confident.
SONG LYRICS
Published
14th Jul 2014 3:04am
14th Jul 2014 3:04am
Tay Zonday - Chocolate Rain
Chocolate Rain Some stay dry and others feel the pain Chocolate Rain A baby born will die before the sin
Chocolate Rain The school books say it can't be here again Chocolate Rain The prisons make you wonder where it went
Chocolate Rain Build a tent and say the world as dry Chocolate Rain Zoom the camera out and see the light
Chocolate Rain Forecast to be falling yesterday Chocolate Rain Only in the past is what they say
Chocolate Rain Raised your neighborhood insurance rates Chocolate Rain Makes us happy 'livin in a gay
Chocolate Rain Made me cross...
Chocolate Rain The school books say it can't be here again Chocolate Rain The prisons make you wonder where it went
Chocolate Rain Build a tent and say the world as dry Chocolate Rain Zoom the camera out and see the light
Chocolate Rain Forecast to be falling yesterday Chocolate Rain Only in the past is what they say
Chocolate Rain Raised your neighborhood insurance rates Chocolate Rain Makes us happy 'livin in a gay
Chocolate Rain Made me cross...
865 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jun 2014 2:34am
11th Jun 2014 2:34am
Two Tails
Quite the comedian, and yet he does not speak
Way too emotional, his "outlook's" so bleak
Such a serious man, just look at his eyes
He's a conman I say, don't feed off his lies!
Quite a secretive fellow, as shady as can be
An annoying little buggar, he itches like a flea
As brainy as it comes, he'll answer any question
A proud, strong leader, he should run for election
In all honesty, it's good to have diversity
But in the end, you'll always have some controversy
Way too emotional, his "outlook's" so bleak
Such a serious man, just look at his eyes
He's a conman I say, don't feed off his lies!
Quite a secretive fellow, as shady as can be
An annoying little buggar, he itches like a flea
As brainy as it comes, he'll answer any question
A proud, strong leader, he should run for election
In all honesty, it's good to have diversity
But in the end, you'll always have some controversy
677 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Jun 2014 3:50am
10th Jun 2014 3:50am
Midnight
I'm having some trouble making decisions
My minds's in rewind, always making revisions
Thoughts are colliding, squishing together
"O hey, that's a good one! It was pretty clever"!
No it was not! It's just a play on words
Like the snaps and the crackles, of too many Birds
Was that too vague? Wait, let me start again
"O come on already, just put down the pen"!
There it is again, something I can recycle
A figure of speech, O how delightful
"What a twist"! Or so I had thought
Just another Vowel, that I'd already...
My minds's in rewind, always making revisions
Thoughts are colliding, squishing together
"O hey, that's a good one! It was pretty clever"!
No it was not! It's just a play on words
Like the snaps and the crackles, of too many Birds
Was that too vague? Wait, let me start again
"O come on already, just put down the pen"!
There it is again, something I can recycle
A figure of speech, O how delightful
"What a twist"! Or so I had thought
Just another Vowel, that I'd already...
642 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jun 2014 2:51am
6th Jun 2014 2:51am
Zombie
Coming back from the grave
Going after your brains
Hunger drives me insane
As I play this death game
I walk with no shame
With no hate, with no pain
You can chop off my legs
But I’ll crawl on these pegs
Not an apparition
Only got one mission
Coming at you with speed
Doing the deadliest of deeds
I'm a zombie, I am
And your guts are my plan
You better run from me man
Cause I just don't give a dam...nation
Going after your brains
Hunger drives me insane
As I play this death game
I walk with no shame
With no hate, with no pain
You can chop off my legs
But I’ll crawl on these pegs
Not an apparition
Only got one mission
Coming at you with speed
Doing the deadliest of deeds
I'm a zombie, I am
And your guts are my plan
You better run from me man
Cause I just don't give a dam...nation
565 reads
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Feb 2014 3:03am
18th Feb 2014 3:03am
Musical Hope
A hallow core made of oak
With one empty nut, where the string had broke
Abandoned on the streets, on the ground it lay
Basting in the sun, of this beautiful day
I sat in my Jeep, staring from afar
The heat radiating from the cracked black tar
I knew I had to have it, and have it would
I exited my vehicle, and it made me feel good
I approached it slowly, and lifted it with much care
I placed it in the backseat, on the cushion with a tare
I soon drove off, to my home I went
To a tiny apartment, with overdue rent
On my way there, I...
With one empty nut, where the string had broke
Abandoned on the streets, on the ground it lay
Basting in the sun, of this beautiful day
I sat in my Jeep, staring from afar
The heat radiating from the cracked black tar
I knew I had to have it, and have it would
I exited my vehicle, and it made me feel good
I approached it slowly, and lifted it with much care
I placed it in the backseat, on the cushion with a tare
I soon drove off, to my home I went
To a tiny apartment, with overdue rent
On my way there, I...
788 reads
DARK POEM
Published
20th May 2013 10:38pm
20th May 2013 10:38pm
Beggars Can't Cry
Room so white, and padded with pillows...
Straps so tight, constricting my emaciated body
Hair so long and weak, blinding me from the walls I have constructed...
Air so stagnant, and so arid...
Strangling my lungs, and quickening my breaths
Days old food, spoiled and grotesque, stain my ever so white cage...
Splotches of green, and brown...
Such colors bring life to the withering food, and to my cell
But, I know it shall not last...
All life must diminish within this hell hole...
It's an...
Straps so tight, constricting my emaciated body
Hair so long and weak, blinding me from the walls I have constructed...
Air so stagnant, and so arid...
Strangling my lungs, and quickening my breaths
Days old food, spoiled and grotesque, stain my ever so white cage...
Splotches of green, and brown...
Such colors bring life to the withering food, and to my cell
But, I know it shall not last...
All life must diminish within this hell hole...
It's an...
776 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Jan 2013 3:41am
11th Jan 2013 3:41am
Hollow
Sing me your melody of pure antipathy...
Your words...
They pierce my rigid exterior, causing me to judge my own purpose...
What is the point of this struggle...
So sick of these dogged headaches...
So sick of these fading memories, that only enrage me even more...
Do I continue this depressing cycle...do I continue to live such a heart wrenching reality...
I choose not to...I wish for a painful demise...
The blade no longer yearns for my blood, the rope wishes not to wrap around my neck...
...
Your words...
They pierce my rigid exterior, causing me to judge my own purpose...
What is the point of this struggle...
So sick of these dogged headaches...
So sick of these fading memories, that only enrage me even more...
Do I continue this depressing cycle...do I continue to live such a heart wrenching reality...
I choose not to...I wish for a painful demise...
The blade no longer yearns for my blood, the rope wishes not to wrap around my neck...
...
831 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2013 9:31pm
2nd Jan 2013 9:31pm
Whirlwind
I spun your emotions...
Tossing them back and forth...
Throwing them, stinging them, spinning them...and killing them..
No one's forcing you to take me back...
And no one said that I had changed..
But, I guess that's the risk of love...
When I said I loved you...it was not a lie..
Marriage was definetly on my mind...
But, something came up...and I was tossed into a frenzy of lies, and confusion..
And you were tossed in it as well...
I'm not surprised if your weeping...or if...
Tossing them back and forth...
Throwing them, stinging them, spinning them...and killing them..
No one's forcing you to take me back...
And no one said that I had changed..
But, I guess that's the risk of love...
When I said I loved you...it was not a lie..
Marriage was definetly on my mind...
But, something came up...and I was tossed into a frenzy of lies, and confusion..
And you were tossed in it as well...
I'm not surprised if your weeping...or if...
1103 reads
DARK POEM
Published
20th Dec 2012 1:14am
20th Dec 2012 1:14am
Wither
I stopped sleeping after I found the scratch marks on my stomach...
As if something...or someone...was trying to get inside of me...
Who am I trying to fool...I knew it was her...
Those low whispers, that would just echo in the still, and silent air of my bedroom...
Her icy breath on my cheeks...
A couple nights ago, I swear I felt her empty, and lifeless lips on my neck...
She was not the girl I loved, nor an angel from above....she had gone bitter...tainted you could say...
Night after night,...
As if something...or someone...was trying to get inside of me...
Who am I trying to fool...I knew it was her...
Those low whispers, that would just echo in the still, and silent air of my bedroom...
Her icy breath on my cheeks...
A couple nights ago, I swear I felt her empty, and lifeless lips on my neck...
She was not the girl I loved, nor an angel from above....she had gone bitter...tainted you could say...
Night after night,...
942 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Dec 2012 11:38pm
18th Dec 2012 11:38pm
The Girl In The Photograph
She was the definition of perfection, at least in his eyes...
Every strand of her midnight black hair, only added to the fact that her skin was utterly flawless...
Her eyes were a majestic, forest green, that gave off a small twinkle, that illuminated the darkness in the photo...
She held up a peace sign, that was complimented with a small smile, that was so warm and inviting...
He wanted to meet this girl...just to tell her of the admiration he felt...maybe he would even be able to touch her silky hair...
He would have to begin his search in the...
Every strand of her midnight black hair, only added to the fact that her skin was utterly flawless...
Her eyes were a majestic, forest green, that gave off a small twinkle, that illuminated the darkness in the photo...
She held up a peace sign, that was complimented with a small smile, that was so warm and inviting...
He wanted to meet this girl...just to tell her of the admiration he felt...maybe he would even be able to touch her silky hair...
He would have to begin his search in the...
1027 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Aug 2012 3:07am
29th Aug 2012 3:07am
Sins of the Abused
If you insist...then I will start from the beginning my goodman....
I was forced to return to that wretched place...
I blame my mother...she forces me to go back to this place...
She says I must receive a proper education...
But...whenever I enter this...horrifying institution...
These ignorant people...always have new methods of torture for me...
It is truly...hell on earth...
I do not say a word...I do not lash out in anger...
I feel pity for these pathetic excuses for human beings...
What a saddening...
I was forced to return to that wretched place...
I blame my mother...she forces me to go back to this place...
She says I must receive a proper education...
But...whenever I enter this...horrifying institution...
These ignorant people...always have new methods of torture for me...
It is truly...hell on earth...
I do not say a word...I do not lash out in anger...
I feel pity for these pathetic excuses for human beings...
What a saddening...
811 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Aug 2012 2:25am
29th Aug 2012 2:25am
Night Of The Guitarist
The lust for vengeance has returned to her body...
She craves for the one that had robbed her, of one of her greatest desires...
Friendship...
Shrouded in darkness, she stalks her prey in silence...
Under a flickering streetlight, she reveals herself to her former friend...the woman is pregnant...
With her blood littered guitar in her hands, and her amp maxed out...
She begins her gruesome lullaby...
"Under this streetlight I have found you my friend...
And under this streetlight...your life will come to an end
...
She craves for the one that had robbed her, of one of her greatest desires...
Friendship...
Shrouded in darkness, she stalks her prey in silence...
Under a flickering streetlight, she reveals herself to her former friend...the woman is pregnant...
With her blood littered guitar in her hands, and her amp maxed out...
She begins her gruesome lullaby...
"Under this streetlight I have found you my friend...
And under this streetlight...your life will come to an end
...
805 reads
6 Comments
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