Submissions by fleshofdanny
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
If ever you're scorned....wish not death for revenge, but impotence. :)
ANGER POEM
Published
1st Jul 2012 1:57am
1st Jul 2012 1:57am
I need to stop
What am I doing?
I need to stop.
I need to calm it down
I feel so much.
I feel so much inside.
I'm throwing myself out there.
I need to hold back.
I need to be who I'm supposed to me.
I need to be that person.
I need to let go.
I need to let go and feel.
I"ll let go to be made right.
I need to stop.
I need to calm it down
I feel so much.
I feel so much inside.
I'm throwing myself out there.
I need to hold back.
I need to be who I'm supposed to me.
I need to be that person.
I need to let go.
I need to let go and feel.
I"ll let go to be made right.
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Jul 2012 00:26am
1st Jul 2012 00:26am
I see this look
I see your terrible look.
I breathe and die at the same time.
I see you pity me.
I rip out my throat in my mind.
I see you smirk.
I scream into my wrists like a microphone.
It's all out there, lying to the least likely.
I breathe and die at the same time.
I see you pity me.
I rip out my throat in my mind.
I see you smirk.
I scream into my wrists like a microphone.
It's all out there, lying to the least likely.
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2012 6:39pm
29th Jun 2012 6:39pm
The great perversion
I fall down, and you smile at me like a serial killer admiring his lunch.
I shut my eyes, while you tell me to listen to the sound of a heart stopping.
I cry in my hands, and you laugh at a joke from afar.
I look up to the sky, and the rain feels like spit.
I look into a photograph, and the faces once smiled now cries.
I look into your eyes, and I see how the Earth died in them.
I look into the distance, and you tell me this is for real.
I smile, and I tell myself that I belong to you.
I reach out to you, and you slice my wrists the wrong...
I shut my eyes, while you tell me to listen to the sound of a heart stopping.
I cry in my hands, and you laugh at a joke from afar.
I look up to the sky, and the rain feels like spit.
I look into a photograph, and the faces once smiled now cries.
I look into your eyes, and I see how the Earth died in them.
I look into the distance, and you tell me this is for real.
I smile, and I tell myself that I belong to you.
I reach out to you, and you slice my wrists the wrong...
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SELF POEM
Published
27th Jun 2012 3:41pm
27th Jun 2012 3:41pm
Nothing, apocalypse
My hands drip with soapy water.
I hold my breath in.
The cloth I use stinks of memory.
I looked out a window.
A child waves and smiles at me.
Even THAT can't stop it anymore.
I sit Indian-style on a floor.
I play with a pair of my favorite fingernail clippers.
What was it about that cloth?
I bring a cup of water to my face, and stop myself.
That bridge taunts me, it's in my dreams.
I bring the cup down, without.
I pick up a picture.
That's where I remember the cloth.
I wiped her forehead with that cloth before she...
I hold my breath in.
The cloth I use stinks of memory.
I looked out a window.
A child waves and smiles at me.
Even THAT can't stop it anymore.
I sit Indian-style on a floor.
I play with a pair of my favorite fingernail clippers.
What was it about that cloth?
I bring a cup of water to my face, and stop myself.
That bridge taunts me, it's in my dreams.
I bring the cup down, without.
I pick up a picture.
That's where I remember the cloth.
I wiped her forehead with that cloth before she...
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2012 7:08pm
25th Jun 2012 7:08pm
The self, forever...or, wanna get hurt?
There is nobody else.
It's only you.
It's the world you live in that tells you this true.
People and "friends" are a dime a dozen....nobody truly lasts.
People are just a stupid series of moments to distract us from ourselves.
The self, is what wins the day, always.
Self-respect
Self-reliance
Self-determination
Self-love?
People like to live in the clouds.
They like to play pretend with reality.
And they don't care who they hurt by doing this.
This is about you.
This is about how you see other people....
It's only you.
It's the world you live in that tells you this true.
People and "friends" are a dime a dozen....nobody truly lasts.
People are just a stupid series of moments to distract us from ourselves.
The self, is what wins the day, always.
Self-respect
Self-reliance
Self-determination
Self-love?
People like to live in the clouds.
They like to play pretend with reality.
And they don't care who they hurt by doing this.
This is about you.
This is about how you see other people....
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2012 6:25am
25th Jun 2012 6:25am
Do you remember what you told me once?
You told me that I don't have to be who I am today.
You said that I can let go, and be free.
When I needed you most, you weren't there.
You told me that I can be a normal human being.
You said that I don't have to feel so much.
And when I was ready, I was scared and alone.
You told me that you'd be there every step of the way.
You said that I'd never be alone, because I have you in my life.
I died alone 5 years later....
You said that I can let go, and be free.
When I needed you most, you weren't there.
You told me that I can be a normal human being.
You said that I don't have to feel so much.
And when I was ready, I was scared and alone.
You told me that you'd be there every step of the way.
You said that I'd never be alone, because I have you in my life.
I died alone 5 years later....
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SELF POEM
Published
25th Jun 2012 6:02am
25th Jun 2012 6:02am
I'm a conduit of muse.
I'm not a real human being.
I share your form, but I am nothing like you.
I'm in the rafters, looking down with a head inclined to stay there.
I don't dream of a better day.
I have no destiny....and you'll never understand me.
I am here for you.
You come to me to tell you you're doing ok, and that everything is fine.
I am soap for your soul....and you don't have the guts to admit it to me.
You all use me to keep yourselves clean and righteous, you'd sew my eyes shut if you could.
I can pass through you, and you'd think me wind.
I have no...
I share your form, but I am nothing like you.
I'm in the rafters, looking down with a head inclined to stay there.
I don't dream of a better day.
I have no destiny....and you'll never understand me.
I am here for you.
You come to me to tell you you're doing ok, and that everything is fine.
I am soap for your soul....and you don't have the guts to admit it to me.
You all use me to keep yourselves clean and righteous, you'd sew my eyes shut if you could.
I can pass through you, and you'd think me wind.
I have no...
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th Mar 2012 5:22am
14th Mar 2012 5:22am
Have you ever died while alive?
I'm called my wife, in a phone booth downtown, during a thunderstorm.
I raise my voice over the rain, telling her how much I love her. and how much the life of ours growing within her means the world to me, and that I am so happy.
She tells me that they love me too. Tells me how much she kicked in her stomach today. She told me how much she's content in her life now.
Before hanging up, I beckoned to our love and safety with chicken chow-mein on my way home, confessing the ways our love will be forever.
If I knew that was the last time I'd talk to her,...
I raise my voice over the rain, telling her how much I love her. and how much the life of ours growing within her means the world to me, and that I am so happy.
She tells me that they love me too. Tells me how much she kicked in her stomach today. She told me how much she's content in her life now.
Before hanging up, I beckoned to our love and safety with chicken chow-mein on my way home, confessing the ways our love will be forever.
If I knew that was the last time I'd talk to her,...
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th Mar 2012 1:44am
14th Mar 2012 1:44am
A feather scorned
I don't know where I am.
Where am I?
This place is so cold.
So much screaming!
Why am I here?
Who is doing this to me?
Why can't I move?
I feel so drowsy and sick.
I can't take deep breaths.
Why is this happening to me?
WHY ARE THEY SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!
What am I doing here?
Why are they screaming???
I don't remember coming here.
I don't remember anything.
I wake up to screaming.
What did I do?
Am I bad?
Do I deserve this?
Is this a dream?
AM I DREAMING!?
Please make the screams stop. ...
Where am I?
This place is so cold.
So much screaming!
Why am I here?
Who is doing this to me?
Why can't I move?
I feel so drowsy and sick.
I can't take deep breaths.
Why is this happening to me?
WHY ARE THEY SCREAMING!!!!!!!!!
What am I doing here?
Why are they screaming???
I don't remember coming here.
I don't remember anything.
I wake up to screaming.
What did I do?
Am I bad?
Do I deserve this?
Is this a dream?
AM I DREAMING!?
Please make the screams stop. ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
12th Mar 2012 5:44am
12th Mar 2012 5:44am
A shadow of forgiveness
I forgive you for the chains and cage you kept me in. I know it was for your twisted desire to live longer.
I forgive you for the toxins, cancers, and H.I.V. you've infected me with, to see first hand how you'll be suffering. I know it was for your twisted desire to live longer.
I forgive you for your vivisection of me, and the failure you've always found, in me. I know it was your twisted desire to live longer.
I EVEN forgive you for writting "LOSER" on my forehead after you've sliced and diced me up, only to find that after all these years, and all the...
I forgive you for the toxins, cancers, and H.I.V. you've infected me with, to see first hand how you'll be suffering. I know it was for your twisted desire to live longer.
I forgive you for your vivisection of me, and the failure you've always found, in me. I know it was your twisted desire to live longer.
I EVEN forgive you for writting "LOSER" on my forehead after you've sliced and diced me up, only to find that after all these years, and all the...
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Mar 2012 5:32am
12th Mar 2012 5:32am
A blade, combed to the side
I'm standing on a ledge, looking down into an abyss of blurred wholeness....and I know why.
For all the love and beauty life shines, cruelty and brutality shines just as bright in my eyes as though I'm guily of a secret.
With a leap, my pain of that fact will end. I will be free from this bitter than sweet taste of life as I feel it.
My suffering. My joy. Seeing it through till I can see no more.
I go to bed...
For all the love and beauty life shines, cruelty and brutality shines just as bright in my eyes as though I'm guily of a secret.
With a leap, my pain of that fact will end. I will be free from this bitter than sweet taste of life as I feel it.
My suffering. My joy. Seeing it through till I can see no more.
I go to bed...
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