Submissions by forgodsake
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I want my words to shatter your former life I want my words to open your saddened eyes
baby, think twice
i sit here quietly
burning to the ground
you are the cause
of my apathy
nerve endings on fire
blood thumps loud
no place to retire
the voice so loud
pay me in attention
notice the way i curve
i want your eyes and ears
give me what i deserve
burn me with cigarettes
smoke me last
cut my throat
watch me collapse
touch my everything
you're only the breeze
naked as the day i was born
i freeze
open heart
surgery
open mind
murder 3
whisper nothing ...
burning to the ground
you are the cause
of my apathy
nerve endings on fire
blood thumps loud
no place to retire
the voice so loud
pay me in attention
notice the way i curve
i want your eyes and ears
give me what i deserve
burn me with cigarettes
smoke me last
cut my throat
watch me collapse
touch my everything
you're only the breeze
naked as the day i was born
i freeze
open heart
surgery
open mind
murder 3
whisper nothing ...
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i wonder
looking like a stand-in for my role as a human being
i stroll into an office with papers of which i have no knowledge
i sit and i hear nervously
my brain does the job it's been asked to do
and my mouth answers questions with wit and tact.
and all the while my heart is outside, observing.
i wonder if people can tell I'm miles away?
i wonder if you can see the insignificant amount of attention i pay
i wonder where my heart has been
i wonder if yours can reach out and touch what animates my limbs
i wonder.
and thats all i do with all of me.
i stroll into an office with papers of which i have no knowledge
i sit and i hear nervously
my brain does the job it's been asked to do
and my mouth answers questions with wit and tact.
and all the while my heart is outside, observing.
i wonder if people can tell I'm miles away?
i wonder if you can see the insignificant amount of attention i pay
i wonder where my heart has been
i wonder if yours can reach out and touch what animates my limbs
i wonder.
and thats all i do with all of me.
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Something died
Gray-blue diagonal slash
Across the dark
The deep dream
The black stage where my thoughts are the plays
Your face flashes like pictures in frames,
You're gone, but it's okay.
A hint of red. A dash of hope
But hope that's dashed won't help me cope
I stood in the highway and the truck banked in time
I'd take your heart just so you would take mine
My chest is so heavy, I hate when you cry
Shock and awe and horrified, something died
And all at once I laugh. My wings are back.
Across the dark
The deep dream
The black stage where my thoughts are the plays
Your face flashes like pictures in frames,
You're gone, but it's okay.
A hint of red. A dash of hope
But hope that's dashed won't help me cope
I stood in the highway and the truck banked in time
I'd take your heart just so you would take mine
My chest is so heavy, I hate when you cry
Shock and awe and horrified, something died
And all at once I laugh. My wings are back.
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None
I have no imagination. All I can see is the world.
Hollow eyes that bore through glass
Everything is clear
I can see china, I can see space beyond the sky, I try and try and try
To see blue, but all I see is primary color. Nothing ever melts, cold mind, cold soul. The heat makes the road dance still solid as the pavement, my eyes are made of thick hard glass. Mystique, is few and far between, careless intuition, laughing with the children, caring even less than they do. Play like a stone. Laugh and mock like broken bones, pain in my heart, never unearthed, speak no evil,...
Hollow eyes that bore through glass
Everything is clear
I can see china, I can see space beyond the sky, I try and try and try
To see blue, but all I see is primary color. Nothing ever melts, cold mind, cold soul. The heat makes the road dance still solid as the pavement, my eyes are made of thick hard glass. Mystique, is few and far between, careless intuition, laughing with the children, caring even less than they do. Play like a stone. Laugh and mock like broken bones, pain in my heart, never unearthed, speak no evil,...
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Dark water
Wrap myself in darkness and swallow dark clouds, one wet kiss at a time I drown. Echoes and faint screams like a head injury during a disaster I have to reach my feet before more debris hits me. I look up at the towers and the Titans that fight them, every time I blink it goes from night time to day time. A city in ruins, was peaceful just minutes ago. Who struck the ground with the staff? What fault line did you find in the cracks? I am the cold of space I do embody the black. A fist of cold anger in a sea of despair, afloat alone in the palm of a hand. We drink the water, we eat the salt,...
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i gotta sing
please you gotta let me sing for you somehow
this is a prayer to a God i treat as deaf
im screaming out my lungs even when no ones left
you're always there
i never talk
i always scream
you love so much
please help my voice
i complain a lot
i know i ask a lot
but i need your mouth to speak
please open my veins
clear away the wreckage
fill my limbs with light
let me shine like...
let me die on stage
let me be reborn
scream into the tomb of my throat
come forth
share the burden
i pray for it...
this is a prayer to a God i treat as deaf
im screaming out my lungs even when no ones left
you're always there
i never talk
i always scream
you love so much
please help my voice
i complain a lot
i know i ask a lot
but i need your mouth to speak
please open my veins
clear away the wreckage
fill my limbs with light
let me shine like...
let me die on stage
let me be reborn
scream into the tomb of my throat
come forth
share the burden
i pray for it...
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shaking hands with a bear trap
constance, eternal constance
awoken by echoes of begging for pleasure
stabbing at my bed
with the back of my fist
im not hearing a "no"
the heat is what steals my soul
maybe hell is home
she only asked for a kiss
and her lips were serrated
and I'm tasting blood
but everyone is so proud that i made it
ataboy
let me buy you a coping mechanism
ataboy
let me tell you about how i first lost my soul
cut six ways
chunks missing
my soul weeps
i suppose we perish
i suppose its all natural
and she...
awoken by echoes of begging for pleasure
stabbing at my bed
with the back of my fist
im not hearing a "no"
the heat is what steals my soul
maybe hell is home
she only asked for a kiss
and her lips were serrated
and I'm tasting blood
but everyone is so proud that i made it
ataboy
let me buy you a coping mechanism
ataboy
let me tell you about how i first lost my soul
cut six ways
chunks missing
my soul weeps
i suppose we perish
i suppose its all natural
and she...
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how its apparently done
i have to read before i write
i have to see before i sight
i have to bleed the color white
and then use my pen to soak up all my spite
i have to see before i sight
i have to bleed the color white
and then use my pen to soak up all my spite
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get to know me
blah, thats how i feel Facebook
i feel like my complaints aren't worth listening to
i feel like i live in a country that is so busy patting itself on the back for its progressive ideas and its new innovations that they don't realize people are starving on the sidewalk of the building they complain about working on.
what's on my mind? my mind is filled with horror the color of normal
my mind is a dungeon filled with massacre and bible verses
my mind is an overflowing house of awful dreaming about rape and falling out of airplanes
waking up confused is never new...
i feel like my complaints aren't worth listening to
i feel like i live in a country that is so busy patting itself on the back for its progressive ideas and its new innovations that they don't realize people are starving on the sidewalk of the building they complain about working on.
what's on my mind? my mind is filled with horror the color of normal
my mind is a dungeon filled with massacre and bible verses
my mind is an overflowing house of awful dreaming about rape and falling out of airplanes
waking up confused is never new...
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all-nighter
soft edges
heavy lids
i drift to sleep like warm smoke
and float away into the early hours of the morning
heavy lids
i drift to sleep like warm smoke
and float away into the early hours of the morning
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rainbow room
a broken person looks normal when break is beneath the skin
robotic attitude
advanced cognition primate see
advanced cognition primate do
but my soul is nothing like yours
you are the windows
i am the doors
perspective cracks
the paradigm broke
but sometimes i pretend it's really a kaleidoscope
i dance in my Grandmother's window
she had this window that faced east
with all these shaped crystal glasses in it
in the afternoon the place was all covered in rainbows
the colors were magnificent, wow
the frailty of something so...
robotic attitude
advanced cognition primate see
advanced cognition primate do
but my soul is nothing like yours
you are the windows
i am the doors
perspective cracks
the paradigm broke
but sometimes i pretend it's really a kaleidoscope
i dance in my Grandmother's window
she had this window that faced east
with all these shaped crystal glasses in it
in the afternoon the place was all covered in rainbows
the colors were magnificent, wow
the frailty of something so...
766 reads
2 Comments
similar souls
we were never mates
and what was common never showed its face
but i could see it in your eyes
we are the same shade of dark inside
your mark on life makes me open wide
i break a little thinking of your eyes
the first time
you cornered me
you offered me
a piece of me i was missing
and you took my wallet
with my eyes lost in distance
prisons
traps
chains
square maps
with edges that paper cut your fingers
and drizzle the oceans back into an upside down sky
thinking of you now
and your...
and what was common never showed its face
but i could see it in your eyes
we are the same shade of dark inside
your mark on life makes me open wide
i break a little thinking of your eyes
the first time
you cornered me
you offered me
a piece of me i was missing
and you took my wallet
with my eyes lost in distance
prisons
traps
chains
square maps
with edges that paper cut your fingers
and drizzle the oceans back into an upside down sky
thinking of you now
and your...
629 reads
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