Submissions by fake_reality
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Jun 2012 5:59am
15th Jun 2012 5:59am
words of wisdom june 15th 2012
people are flawed what seemed to be the best have wronged, the worst have given there life for people they know not
nothing is stopped everything has forces keeping it like it is or changing everything has its point of brake
watch yourself closely its easy to stray from your path when your not watching
nothing is stopped everything has forces keeping it like it is or changing everything has its point of brake
watch yourself closely its easy to stray from your path when your not watching
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 7:54pm
14th Jun 2012 7:54pm
life observation free write june 15th 2012
ok i'm about to write what comes to my mind...
no clue what's next
by the dawns early shadow to the west the beast retreats
into the depths of deceit and darkness the beast thrives
rarely seen we will become
the interments of its wicked ways
using greed and lust we fall pray
here do i of excuses
need
need a new car
need
need a new computer
heed
heed my words
need is rarely used in truth
you need only yourself to function
you need love to love
you need no demons of money to live
every day
see i
a man...
no clue what's next
by the dawns early shadow to the west the beast retreats
into the depths of deceit and darkness the beast thrives
rarely seen we will become
the interments of its wicked ways
using greed and lust we fall pray
here do i of excuses
need
need a new car
need
need a new computer
heed
heed my words
need is rarely used in truth
you need only yourself to function
you need love to love
you need no demons of money to live
every day
see i
a man...
766 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 2:26pm
14th Jun 2012 2:26pm
words of wisdom june 14th 2012
if you don't trust someone when there awake, why would you sleep in the same house with unlocked doors
study that witch you do not understand many a time you have seen them before, same motives same reactions different dress different face same soul
there's a price and a sting to everything sometimes you may see all and my the goddess bess you with a price and string that benefits you
you see only though your eyes remember that before placing judgement
in every war wrongs are made near always both sides snoop to levels of low, remember the ones who wage war...
study that witch you do not understand many a time you have seen them before, same motives same reactions different dress different face same soul
there's a price and a sting to everything sometimes you may see all and my the goddess bess you with a price and string that benefits you
you see only though your eyes remember that before placing judgement
in every war wrongs are made near always both sides snoop to levels of low, remember the ones who wage war...
717 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 4:52am
14th Jun 2012 4:52am
what you won't see coming
comment dam you i'm trying to be a bit lighter not so dark and heavy
time for my ritual every day at the time opposite the moon's high point
noon
well over 21 with a 0
it must be prepared over heat that burns
it shall be done
i find this a bit fun
truly
now i select my flavor
i love doing myself a favor
i find it good for the soul
to drowned myself in life's simple pleasures
now my sweet nectar must be added
a cup i find appropriate
and boiling i know it to be ready
my high point of the day
nothing makes for a leisurely day...
time for my ritual every day at the time opposite the moon's high point
noon
well over 21 with a 0
it must be prepared over heat that burns
it shall be done
i find this a bit fun
truly
now i select my flavor
i love doing myself a favor
i find it good for the soul
to drowned myself in life's simple pleasures
now my sweet nectar must be added
a cup i find appropriate
and boiling i know it to be ready
my high point of the day
nothing makes for a leisurely day...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 00:23am
14th Jun 2012 00:23am
chills
read as if the day is normal
library
there why?
forget
people bustling around
normalcy
the voice the tones
thought it real
long for your sweetness
kindness friend sister trusted
chills went up
we aren't speakable
could you lay your pride down your anger
is it so
turning head
knew it wrong before sight
you...
in moments
saw though
knew it to good to be true
make something beautiful with mind
normal
but this was not willed
works of a demented lonely cold loveless soul
lost undeniably...
library
there why?
forget
people bustling around
normalcy
the voice the tones
thought it real
long for your sweetness
kindness friend sister trusted
chills went up
we aren't speakable
could you lay your pride down your anger
is it so
turning head
knew it wrong before sight
you...
in moments
saw though
knew it to good to be true
make something beautiful with mind
normal
but this was not willed
works of a demented lonely cold loveless soul
lost undeniably...
867 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 1:57pm
13th Jun 2012 1:57pm
the most valuable variable
how is it
time controls so much
to such lives are based around it
clocks charts phones all tell us when to be
you can't see it though
you can't touch it
your soul isn't based on time
yet every physical aspect is controlled by it
a little time means an accident or a normal day
love or hate
a burnt down house or a burnt toaster
and i just spent it to write this
the most valuable variable
the title came after i think its cool
time controls so much
to such lives are based around it
clocks charts phones all tell us when to be
you can't see it though
you can't touch it
your soul isn't based on time
yet every physical aspect is controlled by it
a little time means an accident or a normal day
love or hate
a burnt down house or a burnt toaster
and i just spent it to write this
the most valuable variable
the title came after i think its cool
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 5:57am
13th Jun 2012 5:57am
a common day
number run though my mind like water drops in rain
36 25 31 3 8 61 94 13 48
just running never annoys never hurts
then the burning sights
memories how i miss seeing
just look at someone like there not there see right though them
i liked what i saw i trusted
its so stupid in my logical sight
why care about others why empathy why love why feel pain anger makes more since
every-time eyes close i see her when i open them that image her face that smile
i trusted and love still flows to her but why how does my nature know bonds
then the urges every...
36 25 31 3 8 61 94 13 48
just running never annoys never hurts
then the burning sights
memories how i miss seeing
just look at someone like there not there see right though them
i liked what i saw i trusted
its so stupid in my logical sight
why care about others why empathy why love why feel pain anger makes more since
every-time eyes close i see her when i open them that image her face that smile
i trusted and love still flows to her but why how does my nature know bonds
then the urges every...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 11:53pm
12th Jun 2012 11:53pm
the other
time has past like water
my emotional memory like a painting in watercolor that was rained on
i have lost touch with reality
but this has been my best protection
i used to wish away my hallucinations
now i wish for pleasant ones
we talk or really i talk to myself
i am safer in peaces one must see
Alexa my first love i miss her so but she is gone now
i don't know if it be by defense mechanism or my angel's word that i believe i will love again
i question what they'd be like
and in my thoughts i see myself my flaws
i believe it'd be a her
know...
my emotional memory like a painting in watercolor that was rained on
i have lost touch with reality
but this has been my best protection
i used to wish away my hallucinations
now i wish for pleasant ones
we talk or really i talk to myself
i am safer in peaces one must see
Alexa my first love i miss her so but she is gone now
i don't know if it be by defense mechanism or my angel's word that i believe i will love again
i question what they'd be like
and in my thoughts i see myself my flaws
i believe it'd be a her
know...
827 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 6:19pm
12th Jun 2012 6:19pm
words of wisdom june 12th 2012
common since is not so common
ask not what you want not know
before you speak to one in anger with anger think about the fact you just let anger win make an enemy and make another wrong in the world
all in pain are blind by their pain only to see pain in there path ahead
life beith (or be) not for the goal, near any can achieve money sex power respect but its what you can handle and live with to get there, many poor are rich in family many rich are poor only covering up that they have nonm, love trust loyalty friendship health can't be bought or so easily...
ask not what you want not know
before you speak to one in anger with anger think about the fact you just let anger win make an enemy and make another wrong in the world
all in pain are blind by their pain only to see pain in there path ahead
life beith (or be) not for the goal, near any can achieve money sex power respect but its what you can handle and live with to get there, many poor are rich in family many rich are poor only covering up that they have nonm, love trust loyalty friendship health can't be bought or so easily...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 6:50am
12th Jun 2012 6:50am
madness
i'd like your comments to my questions/raves
-how does one know when there lid is flipped
-is it the day you here voices of your mind sights smells that you know aren't real
-the day i walk to the kitchen to see terrible visions of my own emanation rolling down the mountain in the ice box being crushed to death burning your hands to little bits on the stove
-i believe it to be not
-but the day blood was drank from my vanes and i felt something dark grow, power, near godly i felt
-when i was hurt and i liked the pain i craved it
- maybe the anger to take...
-how does one know when there lid is flipped
-is it the day you here voices of your mind sights smells that you know aren't real
-the day i walk to the kitchen to see terrible visions of my own emanation rolling down the mountain in the ice box being crushed to death burning your hands to little bits on the stove
-i believe it to be not
-but the day blood was drank from my vanes and i felt something dark grow, power, near godly i felt
-when i was hurt and i liked the pain i craved it
- maybe the anger to take...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 6:15am
12th Jun 2012 6:15am
my story
I have a mother who loves me
A grandfather who cares
An angel somewhere
But all I feel is cold pain
Only feel something else when I cut
I live behind a mask
Drowned in my past
I believe in little besides death and suffering
I believed in a father who would become a dad
I believed Alexa was everything and when she’d said it’d be forever it would
I believed Tala was a sister beautiful person and there was a better world
Now my dad is my problem full of hate
My everything is not mine and gone
My sister a trader who I know not how I still love...
A grandfather who cares
An angel somewhere
But all I feel is cold pain
Only feel something else when I cut
I live behind a mask
Drowned in my past
I believe in little besides death and suffering
I believed in a father who would become a dad
I believed Alexa was everything and when she’d said it’d be forever it would
I believed Tala was a sister beautiful person and there was a better world
Now my dad is my problem full of hate
My everything is not mine and gone
My sister a trader who I know not how I still love...
866 reads
7 Comments
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