Submissions by hollymooney
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Synapses vomiting seemingly mindless fragments, Imagine
DARK POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2013 7:03am
2nd Jul 2013 7:03am
shadow tempter
Alone and forsaken
I walk this desert land
Watching and waiting
As sand falls down my hand
The wind whips its hard licks
While the sun boils this skin
Trembling on the surface
These feet begin to bleed
Blistering and boiling from the heat beneath
Soaking in torture
My soul carries on
Flowing toward
This tempting cold arm
Holding a pointed finger
Learking my way
Laughing at the feeble attempts
To save my own skin
Watching and waiting
For these legs to give
Laughing and taunting
As my soul...
I walk this desert land
Watching and waiting
As sand falls down my hand
The wind whips its hard licks
While the sun boils this skin
Trembling on the surface
These feet begin to bleed
Blistering and boiling from the heat beneath
Soaking in torture
My soul carries on
Flowing toward
This tempting cold arm
Holding a pointed finger
Learking my way
Laughing at the feeble attempts
To save my own skin
Watching and waiting
For these legs to give
Laughing and taunting
As my soul...
565 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2013 00:28am
23rd Mar 2013 00:28am
camouflage flesh
camouflaged by our own skin
Hidden beneath the flesh
Like a tortiose in the night
Conforming to new approved
Accepting the rules and regulations
Transforming into one of them
Becoming another prized trophy on their shelves
Trapped in box
Locked in a case
Suffocating beneath your own skin
Your eye lids are shut
Covered by flesh
So you cannot see
What the world has done to me
Your skin grows tighter
As if its a constricting snake
Wanting to drain your life away
The camouflage it sucks
Bleeding you...
Hidden beneath the flesh
Like a tortiose in the night
Conforming to new approved
Accepting the rules and regulations
Transforming into one of them
Becoming another prized trophy on their shelves
Trapped in box
Locked in a case
Suffocating beneath your own skin
Your eye lids are shut
Covered by flesh
So you cannot see
What the world has done to me
Your skin grows tighter
As if its a constricting snake
Wanting to drain your life away
The camouflage it sucks
Bleeding you...
559 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2013 9:34pm
21st Mar 2013 9:34pm
Blood Shot Lies
We were born in shambles
Suffocated by toxic shame
Raised in a shell of pill poppers
Pretending everything is okay
Our minds are high
Believing in the blood shot eyes
Thinking its okay to die
Lay our hands down and accept their lies
Bust out of the restricting walls
Reach past the perfect and search for the flaws
Dont you dare die in these shambles
Open those blood shot eyes
The world is not so black and white
Suffocated by toxic shame
Raised in a shell of pill poppers
Pretending everything is okay
Our minds are high
Believing in the blood shot eyes
Thinking its okay to die
Lay our hands down and accept their lies
Bust out of the restricting walls
Reach past the perfect and search for the flaws
Dont you dare die in these shambles
Open those blood shot eyes
The world is not so black and white
568 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
20th Mar 2013 5:13am
20th Mar 2013 5:13am
Matching Souls
Matching pitch with my own
Found a harth amoungst the stones
Living breathing tortured soul
Resembling the one i bare
Reaching out towards another
Withstanding the grasp of the other
Our bodys and memories in the clutches of the past
Withholding our souls from escaping to the world
In thoughts we dwell
In the stench of old love
Bleeding our souls dry from the weary and dreary emotions we bare
Lothing in life
Dwelling in our graves
Stuck amoungst the maggets
Not even trying to get free from our cages
Matching old...
Found a harth amoungst the stones
Living breathing tortured soul
Resembling the one i bare
Reaching out towards another
Withstanding the grasp of the other
Our bodys and memories in the clutches of the past
Withholding our souls from escaping to the world
In thoughts we dwell
In the stench of old love
Bleeding our souls dry from the weary and dreary emotions we bare
Lothing in life
Dwelling in our graves
Stuck amoungst the maggets
Not even trying to get free from our cages
Matching old...
717 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2013 8:42am
18th Mar 2013 8:42am
Escape Through Song
Decayed beyond repair
My anguish fills the air
Leading me along
Like a never ending song
The sound of my symphony
Is dark and dreary
Vibrating through my veins
Screaming out in pain
This will never heal
My skin is beggining to peel
Rotted down to the core
My body is at war
Reaching for the end
Whilst wanting to live again
My soul screams a song
Just wanting to fucking belong
My flesh is torn away
Allowing the soul to stray
Finding a new tune
The musical notes that depict...
My anguish fills the air
Leading me along
Like a never ending song
The sound of my symphony
Is dark and dreary
Vibrating through my veins
Screaming out in pain
This will never heal
My skin is beggining to peel
Rotted down to the core
My body is at war
Reaching for the end
Whilst wanting to live again
My soul screams a song
Just wanting to fucking belong
My flesh is torn away
Allowing the soul to stray
Finding a new tune
The musical notes that depict...
887 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2013 8:20am
18th Mar 2013 8:20am
Cycle of Life
Testing.
Testing..
1 2.
3
Sweet little Suzie, sitting in a tree
Laughing and Swaying on her wooden seat
Dangling her bare dirt stained feet
Smiling and playing with her little kitty.
I smell innocence.
I smell laughter.
I feel Boiling
I TASTE DISASTER
Sweet Little Suzie, why are you enticing me?
Forcing me to peak
I dream about you
Feel your inner need
Ha little suzie,
its almost your time to bleed.
I can smell your puberty dripping from the Tree ...
Testing..
1 2.
3
Sweet little Suzie, sitting in a tree
Laughing and Swaying on her wooden seat
Dangling her bare dirt stained feet
Smiling and playing with her little kitty.
I smell innocence.
I smell laughter.
I feel Boiling
I TASTE DISASTER
Sweet Little Suzie, why are you enticing me?
Forcing me to peak
I dream about you
Feel your inner need
Ha little suzie,
its almost your time to bleed.
I can smell your puberty dripping from the Tree ...
616 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Mar 2013 6:32am
17th Mar 2013 6:32am
Life-less
She smiles like the shadows
Cold, dead, and dreary
Dark as the gallows
Her feet shuffle as she walks
Dreadfully treading this sinister earth
Death keeps her in motion
Guiding her with a girth
Tear ducks burn,
No liquid left to sooth the fire
Dry and stubborn,
They flow with desire
Cynical in her thoughts
Set in her ways
She continues in this world
With the love for her grave
Cold, dead, and dreary
Dark as the gallows
Her feet shuffle as she walks
Dreadfully treading this sinister earth
Death keeps her in motion
Guiding her with a girth
Tear ducks burn,
No liquid left to sooth the fire
Dry and stubborn,
They flow with desire
Cynical in her thoughts
Set in her ways
She continues in this world
With the love for her grave
543 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Mar 2013 9:28am
15th Mar 2013 9:28am
f**k You.
Fuck
Every vile word you speak
Each tear you shed
All of your fake expressions
Fuck you
And your pathetic existance
You're all dried out
Every vile word you speak
Each tear you shed
All of your fake expressions
Fuck you
And your pathetic existance
You're all dried out
538 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2013 9:03am
14th Mar 2013 9:03am
Condemned to "Perfection"
(this is not very well put together. And i like it that way.)
Lies
Are what is told
When the truth
Does not exist anymore
Truth
Is what we kill
Instead we speak
The words they want to hear
Frauds
Is what we are
Acting as those who we are not
Cowards
Is what we have become
Buring ourselves
While pampering who the world wants
Fear
Is what we live in
Believing the world
Banishing our souls
Feeling as though
We are not fit for this place
Confusion
Is the sense we feel...
Lies
Are what is told
When the truth
Does not exist anymore
Truth
Is what we kill
Instead we speak
The words they want to hear
Frauds
Is what we are
Acting as those who we are not
Cowards
Is what we have become
Buring ourselves
While pampering who the world wants
Fear
Is what we live in
Believing the world
Banishing our souls
Feeling as though
We are not fit for this place
Confusion
Is the sense we feel...
637 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
14th Mar 2013 7:36am
14th Mar 2013 7:36am
Follow the Leader
Splintered finger tips reach
Lingering on my skin
Enclosing a tight grip
Around my scarred wrists
The bone chilling hand
Becons me in its direction
Forcing my lifeless body to move
One step at a time
I obey
One foot in front of the other
Following the leader
Transported to a wilted land
Reaking of the dead
Putrid in its decay
Filling my lungs with black
Capturing all thats left of me
The grasp gets tighter
Willing me to pause
Dead in my tracks
Begging for directions
...
Lingering on my skin
Enclosing a tight grip
Around my scarred wrists
The bone chilling hand
Becons me in its direction
Forcing my lifeless body to move
One step at a time
I obey
One foot in front of the other
Following the leader
Transported to a wilted land
Reaking of the dead
Putrid in its decay
Filling my lungs with black
Capturing all thats left of me
The grasp gets tighter
Willing me to pause
Dead in my tracks
Begging for directions
...
608 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Mar 2013 9:37pm
11th Mar 2013 9:37pm
unmarked grave
Graves have been dug
Tombs have been etched
Funerals have been planned
Death has visited
Death has taken
Leaving a soul behind
To rot and wilter
Punishment
For believing in love
For believing in life
Half alive
Half dead
She walks through the graveyard
Envious
Of those buried here
At peace
With the scent of decay
She lays down next to an unmarked stone
Breathing in the cold withered air
Waiting for death to carve her name
Waiting for death to free her
Into her grave
Tombs have been etched
Funerals have been planned
Death has visited
Death has taken
Leaving a soul behind
To rot and wilter
Punishment
For believing in love
For believing in life
Half alive
Half dead
She walks through the graveyard
Envious
Of those buried here
At peace
With the scent of decay
She lays down next to an unmarked stone
Breathing in the cold withered air
Waiting for death to carve her name
Waiting for death to free her
Into her grave
739 reads
1 Comment
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