Submissions by forlorndreamer (Datlon Perryman)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
My sanctuary hidden away.
How I can't wait to escape
to the land where I can still have hope.
When I lay on the bed and close my eyes
A world opens up and much to my surprise,
My worries melt away like butter
and my mind begins to flutter.
Nobody knows how much this land means to me
So it is an amazing sight to see.
When I escape to this magical land,
No harm or hurt can be found or had
It's like a sanctuary hidden within
my cold, dark, and lonely mind.
It shows me a world of hope.
But when I awake I am again blind.
to the land where I can still have hope.
When I lay on the bed and close my eyes
A world opens up and much to my surprise,
My worries melt away like butter
and my mind begins to flutter.
Nobody knows how much this land means to me
So it is an amazing sight to see.
When I escape to this magical land,
No harm or hurt can be found or had
It's like a sanctuary hidden within
my cold, dark, and lonely mind.
It shows me a world of hope.
But when I awake I am again blind.
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Happy, free evergreen.
Tall evergreen tree.
Joyous and free.
Swaying with the wind,
like adrunkard filled with sin.
Oh, how I envy you,
holding no regrets
and yet..
You remain green,
and even more so serene.
Tell me how you move so easy,
for I lack the ability,
I crave your stability.
Joyous and free.
Swaying with the wind,
like adrunkard filled with sin.
Oh, how I envy you,
holding no regrets
and yet..
You remain green,
and even more so serene.
Tell me how you move so easy,
for I lack the ability,
I crave your stability.
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Raping Thoughts.
A swirling torrent of thoughts.
Turning my stomach into knots.
This uneasy feeling
is slowly consuming me.
Like a snake coiling,
these voices insist on foiling
my attempts to be happy.
All that remains is regret.
Turning my stomach into knots.
This uneasy feeling
is slowly consuming me.
Like a snake coiling,
these voices insist on foiling
my attempts to be happy.
All that remains is regret.
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Changes...
I'm making some changes in my life.
For it contains too much sadness
and too much strife.
So I will be happy and free.
For that is what,
I truly wish to be.
I will do what must be done.
Be progressive,
and have some fun.
For it contains too much sadness
and too much strife.
So I will be happy and free.
For that is what,
I truly wish to be.
I will do what must be done.
Be progressive,
and have some fun.
897 reads
2 Comments
Russian Roulette. (a little rough, its a metaphor for my current situation.)
The gun is being passed around the table.
Next person's turn.
Mine is coming up, but will I be able?
The wait is killing me.
My stomachbegins to churn.
I want to take the gun to my head now.
But that is not allowed.
The next was a bullet, and it was loud.
One is dripping dead on the floor.
And they will play no more.
So why should I play?
Because I love you.
Next person's turn.
Mine is coming up, but will I be able?
The wait is killing me.
My stomachbegins to churn.
I want to take the gun to my head now.
But that is not allowed.
The next was a bullet, and it was loud.
One is dripping dead on the floor.
And they will play no more.
So why should I play?
Because I love you.
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3 Comments
a land visited all too often
dark and shadowy abyss
feel the winds lonely kiss
a sense of fears embedded in the sky
ofthis land where angels dare not fly
the grass is swaying back and forth
the vast fields reaching outward north
see the horizon, wide and dark
a place where no adventurer would dare embark
no stars above, just an ashy gray
an unwelcoming sign of the lands dismay
a singletwisted dead willow weeping
asa darknessstarts creeping
feel the winds lonely kiss
a sense of fears embedded in the sky
ofthis land where angels dare not fly
the grass is swaying back and forth
the vast fields reaching outward north
see the horizon, wide and dark
a place where no adventurer would dare embark
no stars above, just an ashy gray
an unwelcoming sign of the lands dismay
a singletwisted dead willow weeping
asa darknessstarts creeping
1181 reads
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black hole of a heart
no more long conversation
no more loving sensation
a black painful feeling
i feel as i stare at the ceiling
it takes over my soul
and leaves my heart a black hole
the thought of happier days
just makes for a sadder daze
the smile across her lips
rapes my mind and rips
my dreams from me
i just wish she could see
there is nothing left
for my heart is the victim of theft
the culprit already disposed of it
not that anyone gives a shit
no more loving sensation
a black painful feeling
i feel as i stare at the ceiling
it takes over my soul
and leaves my heart a black hole
the thought of happier days
just makes for a sadder daze
the smile across her lips
rapes my mind and rips
my dreams from me
i just wish she could see
there is nothing left
for my heart is the victim of theft
the culprit already disposed of it
not that anyone gives a shit
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False happiness
i guess im not okay,
the numbness i was feeling
was slowly peeling
away.
now i see how much its destroying
the false happiness i was enjoying
i am tired and worn out
and feel an urge to shout
i want to just run
away.
the numbness i was feeling
was slowly peeling
away.
now i see how much its destroying
the false happiness i was enjoying
i am tired and worn out
and feel an urge to shout
i want to just run
away.
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torn to shreds
this cancer is feeding off of me
its making it hard to want to breathe
a thought in the back of my mind
slowly wasting away my time
im melting into this bed
nothing more needs to be said
my girl left me now im alone
not a friend around im on my own
this black terror seeps out of my thoughts
it plagues my actions and comes out in clots
my face show signs of abuse and woe
no happiness will ever again show
earthtook the soul right out of me
she crushed it and threw it on the floor
most would call it blasphemy
some could consider it more...
its making it hard to want to breathe
a thought in the back of my mind
slowly wasting away my time
im melting into this bed
nothing more needs to be said
my girl left me now im alone
not a friend around im on my own
this black terror seeps out of my thoughts
it plagues my actions and comes out in clots
my face show signs of abuse and woe
no happiness will ever again show
earthtook the soul right out of me
she crushed it and threw it on the floor
most would call it blasphemy
some could consider it more...
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my mysterious angel
her skin was soft
her eyes were pure
she looked like an angel
and she gave such allure
a million thoughts ran through my head
but at the moment i felt it was dead
she had a bow in here hair
i think it was red
ill never see my angel again
i dont even know her name
though she reached me in ways i could never explain
the moral of the story is
dont let life pass you by
its a terrible thing to waste
so jump on opportunities
with bravery and great haste
her eyes were pure
she looked like an angel
and she gave such allure
a million thoughts ran through my head
but at the moment i felt it was dead
she had a bow in here hair
i think it was red
ill never see my angel again
i dont even know her name
though she reached me in ways i could never explain
the moral of the story is
dont let life pass you by
its a terrible thing to waste
so jump on opportunities
with bravery and great haste
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pain (might add more)
i cant tell who i am anymore,
my life seems meaningless
this pain that goes right to the core
of my heart,
causing me to rethink
my cause for breathing
and cause a seething
hatred of the world,
for they caused this pain
my life seems meaningless
this pain that goes right to the core
of my heart,
causing me to rethink
my cause for breathing
and cause a seething
hatred of the world,
for they caused this pain
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the monster
racing thoughts.
devious plots.
perhaps im not as strange as they think
although my sanity is on the brink
of complete and utter destruction
my heart is filled with corruption
nobody sees this monster that lurks within
devious plots.
perhaps im not as strange as they think
although my sanity is on the brink
of complete and utter destruction
my heart is filled with corruption
nobody sees this monster that lurks within
882 reads
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