Submissions by jumbokitten (Alice Insanity)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My head is a twisted nightmare that cannot be woken from. But oh well.
DARK POEM
Published
14th Sep 2015 10:01pm
14th Sep 2015 10:01pm
One Pill, Two Pill, Three Pill
Pop.
Down goes one.
Pop. Pop.
Two more now.
Lay your head down,
The pain is seemingly gone.
Oh but darling it's only for now.
Wake up it's midnight.
The throbbing in your head is awefully dire.
Waking up after the pills was not you desire.
Pain tugs on your arms, working its way up.
The churning of your stomach is tearing you up.
One pill.
Two pill.
Three pill.
Now you're at six.
Wake up 30 minutes later again
Repeat over and over till your above ten.
Drowsy now you may finally sleep.
Oh...
Down goes one.
Pop. Pop.
Two more now.
Lay your head down,
The pain is seemingly gone.
Oh but darling it's only for now.
Wake up it's midnight.
The throbbing in your head is awefully dire.
Waking up after the pills was not you desire.
Pain tugs on your arms, working its way up.
The churning of your stomach is tearing you up.
One pill.
Two pill.
Three pill.
Now you're at six.
Wake up 30 minutes later again
Repeat over and over till your above ten.
Drowsy now you may finally sleep.
Oh...
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DARK POEM
Published
9th Sep 2015 6:42pm
9th Sep 2015 6:42pm
Pain Hides in Pretty Words
These pretty pictures,
Painted in red.
Undried,
Undefined.
Ready to be as wished.
New places the paint spills.
Sometimes more goes,
Sometimes it drips to the floor.
Such a talented painter.
But all work must be concealed,
From those who don't understand.
Even from those who just may.
Concealed from all.
Young with the beautiful skill,
They say the painters are crazy,
but they are just simply misunderstood.
Unlike others, their paint is formed beneath their skin.
The paint never stays,
eventually it...
Painted in red.
Undried,
Undefined.
Ready to be as wished.
New places the paint spills.
Sometimes more goes,
Sometimes it drips to the floor.
Such a talented painter.
But all work must be concealed,
From those who don't understand.
Even from those who just may.
Concealed from all.
Young with the beautiful skill,
They say the painters are crazy,
but they are just simply misunderstood.
Unlike others, their paint is formed beneath their skin.
The paint never stays,
eventually it...
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DARK POEM
Published
19th May 2015 5:25pm
19th May 2015 5:25pm
Transition
Dark trees with their menacing leaves.
Cold breath.
Oh, how it hurts to breathe!
Neverending forest twists and twists,
steals away every explorers wits.
Endless searching.
Find it,
find it,
must find it!
Running through the horrors,
dark creatures clawing at you from the floor.
Black trees.
Black birds.
Black ground.
Black animals.
All black.
White dove flying through,
never thought it to be true.
Found it.
Follow it,
follow it.
To the light it goes,
swiftly dodging its dark foes.
Follow the...
Cold breath.
Oh, how it hurts to breathe!
Neverending forest twists and twists,
steals away every explorers wits.
Endless searching.
Find it,
find it,
must find it!
Running through the horrors,
dark creatures clawing at you from the floor.
Black trees.
Black birds.
Black ground.
Black animals.
All black.
White dove flying through,
never thought it to be true.
Found it.
Follow it,
follow it.
To the light it goes,
swiftly dodging its dark foes.
Follow the...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Mar 2015 4:08pm
18th Mar 2015 4:08pm
Pure Dreams, Broken Wings
Pure dreams,
broken wings.
Flightless angel.
She came down for him.
He loved her wings,
so he took them.
Curled up on the floor,
blood and bone,
she was left alone.
Pure dreams,
broken wings.
She found what she wanted,
now she wishes she hadn't gone.
In her dreams,
she whispers and she sings.
She flies above the clouds,
with her bright white wings.
In her pure dream,
when she never met him.
She wakes up,
to see the end,
of her beautiful fantasy.
Pure dreams,
broken wings.
He cut her...
broken wings.
Flightless angel.
She came down for him.
He loved her wings,
so he took them.
Curled up on the floor,
blood and bone,
she was left alone.
Pure dreams,
broken wings.
She found what she wanted,
now she wishes she hadn't gone.
In her dreams,
she whispers and she sings.
She flies above the clouds,
with her bright white wings.
In her pure dream,
when she never met him.
She wakes up,
to see the end,
of her beautiful fantasy.
Pure dreams,
broken wings.
He cut her...
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Mar 2015 4:16pm
17th Mar 2015 4:16pm
Do You Feel it Yet?
Does it hurt yet?
Do you feel what you put me through?
What's it like?
Feel it!
Slit your wrists,
make them look like mine!
See what you did?
Feel helpless yet?
That's what you'd never get.
It stung until I was numb.
Walk in my shoes now!
What's it like?
To be abandoned and alone,
do you stay awake at night?
Now you know what it's like?
Let me cut your skin deeper.
DO YOU FEEL IT NOW?
Do you feel what you put me through?
What's it like?
Feel it!
Slit your wrists,
make them look like mine!
See what you did?
Feel helpless yet?
That's what you'd never get.
It stung until I was numb.
Walk in my shoes now!
What's it like?
To be abandoned and alone,
do you stay awake at night?
Now you know what it's like?
Let me cut your skin deeper.
DO YOU FEEL IT NOW?
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Mar 2015 9:50pm
10th Mar 2015 9:50pm
Bleeding
She pulls the blade across her skin.
Slowly,
Steadily.
Her eyes have been holding back these tears,
all of them she has been holding back for years.
Locked her door because that's all she fears.
Only at night does it come out,
the pain she was never told about.
During the day she will hide it away,
break into her and find all the rain.
Smile.
It covers her arms.
The foul word that to her was repeated.
Smile,
Smile,
Smile.
Even when you're sad,
smile.
Even when you're angry,
smile.
Now the smile...
Slowly,
Steadily.
Her eyes have been holding back these tears,
all of them she has been holding back for years.
Locked her door because that's all she fears.
Only at night does it come out,
the pain she was never told about.
During the day she will hide it away,
break into her and find all the rain.
Smile.
It covers her arms.
The foul word that to her was repeated.
Smile,
Smile,
Smile.
Even when you're sad,
smile.
Even when you're angry,
smile.
Now the smile...
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2015 3:37am
2nd Mar 2015 3:37am
Rotting (One of My Really, Really Old Poems. Not My Best)
Left alone,
withered away.
Will you ever come to my grave?
Of course you won't...
You left me alone.
Maybe one day you will feel the pain.
Do you hate me yet?
I knew you would,
even though you said you never could.
I never asked for this,
You never needed to hurt me.
Why did you ruin my life?
Feel my pain,
Know my mind.
I'll take you with me.
I cannot allow you to hurt anyone else.
withered away.
Will you ever come to my grave?
Of course you won't...
You left me alone.
Maybe one day you will feel the pain.
Do you hate me yet?
I knew you would,
even though you said you never could.
I never asked for this,
You never needed to hurt me.
Why did you ruin my life?
Feel my pain,
Know my mind.
I'll take you with me.
I cannot allow you to hurt anyone else.
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Mar 2015 5:28am
1st Mar 2015 5:28am
Broken
Behind these eyes,
that controls all the lies,
a girl lies broken.
In her bed with her eyes wide open.
Left alone to fix her wounds.
All alone, not alive inside.
Wishing she could die.
Blades across her skin,
letting blood drip as she breathes in.
Tub starts to fill,
Voices tell her to kill.
No one cares.
They all stop and stare,
when her headphones blare in her ears.
They're her only escape,
this is how she pushes away her tears.
that controls all the lies,
a girl lies broken.
In her bed with her eyes wide open.
Left alone to fix her wounds.
All alone, not alive inside.
Wishing she could die.
Blades across her skin,
letting blood drip as she breathes in.
Tub starts to fill,
Voices tell her to kill.
No one cares.
They all stop and stare,
when her headphones blare in her ears.
They're her only escape,
this is how she pushes away her tears.
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DARK POEM
Published
27th Feb 2015 10:16pm
27th Feb 2015 10:16pm
Teddy Bear
Teddy Bear of mine,
Will you fight my demons?
I don't wish to die.
They hide inside.
In the dark and cold.
Teddy Bear so warm,
Can you make them back down?
Please stop the storm.
Death lurks in my mind.
It has been eating me inside.
Old, Worn Teddy Bear, falling apart,
I'm sorry for forcing you to save me.
You needn't worry about me anymore.
Dear little Teddy Bear...
You brought me through,
but after this,
I will never again need you.
...
...
My hanging little best friend...
I'm sorry I couldn't...
Will you fight my demons?
I don't wish to die.
They hide inside.
In the dark and cold.
Teddy Bear so warm,
Can you make them back down?
Please stop the storm.
Death lurks in my mind.
It has been eating me inside.
Old, Worn Teddy Bear, falling apart,
I'm sorry for forcing you to save me.
You needn't worry about me anymore.
Dear little Teddy Bear...
You brought me through,
but after this,
I will never again need you.
...
...
My hanging little best friend...
I'm sorry I couldn't...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Feb 2015 10:40pm
26th Feb 2015 10:40pm
Down to Hell
Tears form in her eyes,
As she slowly inside dies.
Her blade the comfort,
the shower to distort.
Listen closely for her scream,
when she ends this horrible dream!
Take her down into the abyss.
Surely nothing will be amiss.
Her friends are all gone.
Why should she continue on?
Hear no,
Speak no,
See no,
Feel all.
Eyes wide open,
but her sanity keeps slopin'.
Not up but down.
Maybe she'll drown.
Drown in the blood,
drown in the lies.
All just to hide what's inside.
They let her go,
thats...
As she slowly inside dies.
Her blade the comfort,
the shower to distort.
Listen closely for her scream,
when she ends this horrible dream!
Take her down into the abyss.
Surely nothing will be amiss.
Her friends are all gone.
Why should she continue on?
Hear no,
Speak no,
See no,
Feel all.
Eyes wide open,
but her sanity keeps slopin'.
Not up but down.
Maybe she'll drown.
Drown in the blood,
drown in the lies.
All just to hide what's inside.
They let her go,
thats...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Feb 2015 10:53pm
23rd Feb 2015 10:53pm
Wonderland
Wonderland is your home.
The little door hanging from the fan,
is the entryway to the peaceful land.
Mad Hatter covers the wrist,
Red Queen tears your skin to bits.
Cheshire Cat leads you away,
But the rabbit insists you stay.
The White Queen welcomes you home.
The Cat and Hatter pushes you to
The Red Queen and Rabbit pull you from.
Run from wonderland before they make it worse,
but the door had locked around your throat.
You're stuck here now.
You've come and gone too long.
Your body will hang forever.
Just as...
The little door hanging from the fan,
is the entryway to the peaceful land.
Mad Hatter covers the wrist,
Red Queen tears your skin to bits.
Cheshire Cat leads you away,
But the rabbit insists you stay.
The White Queen welcomes you home.
The Cat and Hatter pushes you to
The Red Queen and Rabbit pull you from.
Run from wonderland before they make it worse,
but the door had locked around your throat.
You're stuck here now.
You've come and gone too long.
Your body will hang forever.
Just as...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Feb 2015 10:16pm
6th Feb 2015 10:16pm
Codie
Quiet words in her ear.
Slowly pulling away the fear.
Warm arms to embrace,
No longer a disgrace.
His comforting smile,
made her think she could go on for miles.
His love like her only drug,
lifting her into the clouds.
Now he's gone,
She thinks it was her that did something wrong.
Down in the ground he went.
The rope necklace she'd resent,
tied around his neck.
She hoped she was next.
He held her when she cried,
but she knew he died.
No longer his real arms,
but her minds scars.
Slowly pulling away the fear.
Warm arms to embrace,
No longer a disgrace.
His comforting smile,
made her think she could go on for miles.
His love like her only drug,
lifting her into the clouds.
Now he's gone,
She thinks it was her that did something wrong.
Down in the ground he went.
The rope necklace she'd resent,
tied around his neck.
She hoped she was next.
He held her when she cried,
but she knew he died.
No longer his real arms,
but her minds scars.
633 reads
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