Submissions by kisssmecannibal
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I love to write poetry. I write about anything I feel or what I am going through.
Rose Petals on Fire
Sometimes in life
you have to realize that
life is like falling rose
petals on fire,
like the rain is dripping
acid carving into our skin,
that maybe life is not supposed
to be perfect,
or what is now considered
perfect,
that maybe it's okay to go
out and be yourself,
that you can go out and wear tight
clothes if you are bigger,
that bulimic girls can eat
all their food and not puke it
up,
or that cutter can go out and show
their maddness inside and scars,
that a gay person can go out with
their lover and kiss...
you have to realize that
life is like falling rose
petals on fire,
like the rain is dripping
acid carving into our skin,
that maybe life is not supposed
to be perfect,
or what is now considered
perfect,
that maybe it's okay to go
out and be yourself,
that you can go out and wear tight
clothes if you are bigger,
that bulimic girls can eat
all their food and not puke it
up,
or that cutter can go out and show
their maddness inside and scars,
that a gay person can go out with
their lover and kiss...
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Looking Down Into Forever
As if the perfect sun would
tell the secrets of it's soul,
if it's plan,
talking to the moon dripping blood
from the stars bursting into flames
I can't help but to think,
think this to be a sign of something
in my life,
is it me that is so wrong,
that makes things bad,
do I ruin everything that I touch,
is it possible that the sun would tell
me the secret to keeping loving,
keeping love in a bottle tossed out to sea
with a letter written inside,
everything is still broken as I continue to fall
into the green ocean blues of your...
tell the secrets of it's soul,
if it's plan,
talking to the moon dripping blood
from the stars bursting into flames
I can't help but to think,
think this to be a sign of something
in my life,
is it me that is so wrong,
that makes things bad,
do I ruin everything that I touch,
is it possible that the sun would tell
me the secret to keeping loving,
keeping love in a bottle tossed out to sea
with a letter written inside,
everything is still broken as I continue to fall
into the green ocean blues of your...
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Elsewhere
I feel like I am drowning,
like I am suffercating under the
silence,
under the last breath I breathe
as I choke out a tear,
I thought it was going to be so perfect,
I thought that maybe this time I got it
right,
this time I belong somewhere,
but naturally good things dont happen to me,
naturally I find some way to fuck something
good up,
maybe happiness will never be for me,
maybe I am meant to just ruin everything for people.
Sometimes I wake and wonder why am I even
breathing,
why am I still alive,
I believe tons of great...
like I am suffercating under the
silence,
under the last breath I breathe
as I choke out a tear,
I thought it was going to be so perfect,
I thought that maybe this time I got it
right,
this time I belong somewhere,
but naturally good things dont happen to me,
naturally I find some way to fuck something
good up,
maybe happiness will never be for me,
maybe I am meant to just ruin everything for people.
Sometimes I wake and wonder why am I even
breathing,
why am I still alive,
I believe tons of great...
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Hollowing Inside Me (Part 1)
Sometimes the nasty nature
in me starts to show,
like ink spilling from the corners of my mouth,
secrets spilling out,
wiping the corner of my lips with a napkin,
I scream as I see blood stains upon the
white cloth,
looking up I see this little girl,
so small,
pale skin,
red eyes,
pigtails,
and a sad frown while she holds
a huge butcher knife,
looking at me,
walking across the wooden floor
scraping the butcher knife across the floor,
dragging the blade behind her as she walks to me
with dead eyes,
her pink dress...
in me starts to show,
like ink spilling from the corners of my mouth,
secrets spilling out,
wiping the corner of my lips with a napkin,
I scream as I see blood stains upon the
white cloth,
looking up I see this little girl,
so small,
pale skin,
red eyes,
pigtails,
and a sad frown while she holds
a huge butcher knife,
looking at me,
walking across the wooden floor
scraping the butcher knife across the floor,
dragging the blade behind her as she walks to me
with dead eyes,
her pink dress...
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Bed of Black Roses (Kissing Stars)
Kissing the stars,
I can't imagine a death more
vibrant,
more loud and touching
than to die in the hands of
my love,
laying in my bed of
black roses,
red turns to death,
wallows in the pain
and grows with the tears
of the sorrowful
ravens,
petals dance upon my lips,
as to chain me to the ground
by the belief's,
trying to let go and fly up the the blue
sky,
tasting the clouds I can't imagine,
my love,
being a part from you,
from your brow eyes
and black skin,
I could never imagine
cutting our...
I can't imagine a death more
vibrant,
more loud and touching
than to die in the hands of
my love,
laying in my bed of
black roses,
red turns to death,
wallows in the pain
and grows with the tears
of the sorrowful
ravens,
petals dance upon my lips,
as to chain me to the ground
by the belief's,
trying to let go and fly up the the blue
sky,
tasting the clouds I can't imagine,
my love,
being a part from you,
from your brow eyes
and black skin,
I could never imagine
cutting our...
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I Could Never Grasp
I could never grasp
the feeling,
almost empty inside,
peeling the skin off I
can't help but scream
louder for you,
scream inside are out,
feeling almost empty
you try to coincide
how the obvious taste,
how does suicide
taste,
bitter sweet
and gentle,
like a hammer busting
through the walls,
tears following down
your face,
you can almost
taste the sky color
blue,
taste it all,
all to well
the feeling,
almost empty inside,
peeling the skin off I
can't help but scream
louder for you,
scream inside are out,
feeling almost empty
you try to coincide
how the obvious taste,
how does suicide
taste,
bitter sweet
and gentle,
like a hammer busting
through the walls,
tears following down
your face,
you can almost
taste the sky color
blue,
taste it all,
all to well
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Cutting Pain is a Different Flavor of Hurt
Alone in my mind is
scary,
my imagination runs free
ruining my view of life,
putting down my bloody
razor that kissed my skin over
and over again,
insecurity rises to the surface
and I pull at my hair,
tugging trying to calm the voices in my mind,
pacing I look at the razor feeling my wrist pulse
and throb,
looking dead at a wall you try talking to me,
it's no use I feel nothing,
I don't even feel real,
everything is blurry
and turns to static until I
block out what you say,
all I can hear are the...
scary,
my imagination runs free
ruining my view of life,
putting down my bloody
razor that kissed my skin over
and over again,
insecurity rises to the surface
and I pull at my hair,
tugging trying to calm the voices in my mind,
pacing I look at the razor feeling my wrist pulse
and throb,
looking dead at a wall you try talking to me,
it's no use I feel nothing,
I don't even feel real,
everything is blurry
and turns to static until I
block out what you say,
all I can hear are the...
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Ying and Yang Theory
I never thought about life in
any sense but ying and yang,
good and bad,
twisting words around than
kissing them,
a balance to everything,
yelling at someone
than sweet talking them after
you won,
after a tear falls,
I mean I saw this since I
was a kid,
a reaction to everything,
smoking a cig I stare
up at the sky and see
the snow flakes fall upon my lips,
I stand there thinking,
if you never experience the chill of
a dark winter,
than you never will experience the warmth of
a summers bright day
any sense but ying and yang,
good and bad,
twisting words around than
kissing them,
a balance to everything,
yelling at someone
than sweet talking them after
you won,
after a tear falls,
I mean I saw this since I
was a kid,
a reaction to everything,
smoking a cig I stare
up at the sky and see
the snow flakes fall upon my lips,
I stand there thinking,
if you never experience the chill of
a dark winter,
than you never will experience the warmth of
a summers bright day
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Vacant Hearts
(2/14/14 1:40 P.M)
Fault plays two parts,
two stories,
some lies,
some truths,
leering eyes and broken
hearts,
some with guiltiness,
it's terrible but
a vivid imagery
isn't it,
when people play games
to win affection,
when people argue to win,
screaming wasn't a
thought,
wasn't an option
but happened anyways,
heart racing,
blood pumping,
seeing red,
scream or you will
drown inside,
suffocating under silence,
boiling to the brink point of no return
I did,
I screamed at you,
seeing...
Fault plays two parts,
two stories,
some lies,
some truths,
leering eyes and broken
hearts,
some with guiltiness,
it's terrible but
a vivid imagery
isn't it,
when people play games
to win affection,
when people argue to win,
screaming wasn't a
thought,
wasn't an option
but happened anyways,
heart racing,
blood pumping,
seeing red,
scream or you will
drown inside,
suffocating under silence,
boiling to the brink point of no return
I did,
I screamed at you,
seeing...
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Spilling a Tea Cup
b](2/13/14 3:50 P.M)
[/b]
The sun froze
so softly,
almost a laugh
from the clouds
couldn't stop the
chemical reaction,
a romance starts,
sparks a little,
fizzles,
over flows to the brim
spilling over,
such a pretty mess,
smells of cigarettes
and sadness,
but no one could tell
or would care
about a sad,
silly,
day dreaming girl,
who looks for love in all the
wrong places,
love isn't through sex,
weed,
cocaine,
cutting,
tears,
love is when you feel,
I mean really feel...
[/b]
The sun froze
so softly,
almost a laugh
from the clouds
couldn't stop the
chemical reaction,
a romance starts,
sparks a little,
fizzles,
over flows to the brim
spilling over,
such a pretty mess,
smells of cigarettes
and sadness,
but no one could tell
or would care
about a sad,
silly,
day dreaming girl,
who looks for love in all the
wrong places,
love isn't through sex,
weed,
cocaine,
cutting,
tears,
love is when you feel,
I mean really feel...
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This Love is Treacherous
I stayed in a psych ward for a few days because of breakdowns I keep having. I cut a lot and deep. I didn't have music, facebook, no electronics while I was staying in the hospital...all I had were a pen and pieces of paper to spill ink all over”- Amanda Day
(Feb 10th, 12:20 P.M)
Lies never tasted so good,
never melted so sweet,
a perfect sunset in the bare eve,
never did the dawn of day yell at me,
don't close your eyes,
safe and sound,
you'll be alright,
the dawn of eve sings of sins and truths,
never before did
the Raven look so black,...
(Feb 10th, 12:20 P.M)
Lies never tasted so good,
never melted so sweet,
a perfect sunset in the bare eve,
never did the dawn of day yell at me,
don't close your eyes,
safe and sound,
you'll be alright,
the dawn of eve sings of sins and truths,
never before did
the Raven look so black,...
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Sugar and Cyanide
Feeling alive,
sugar and cyanide,
bursting into flames,
thoughts twinkle
and teeter on the edge,
crashing all the walls down,
collages formed,
pictures of us catch
fire,
faults start to form,
appears like cracks in mirrors,
screams scorch anything
you every said,
the I love you's,
the I will be there,
was lies,
not taking it I
try to stop the tapes,
try to stop
the memories,
pressing stop
I take out the film,
wanting the end
I cuddle up to you,
looking into your black eyes,
I take out a...
sugar and cyanide,
bursting into flames,
thoughts twinkle
and teeter on the edge,
crashing all the walls down,
collages formed,
pictures of us catch
fire,
faults start to form,
appears like cracks in mirrors,
screams scorch anything
you every said,
the I love you's,
the I will be there,
was lies,
not taking it I
try to stop the tapes,
try to stop
the memories,
pressing stop
I take out the film,
wanting the end
I cuddle up to you,
looking into your black eyes,
I take out a...
508 reads
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