Submissions by liodeth (clinton)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i feel i need to post my life through my poems. i do this in hope others can relate.
Hospital
I’m running and running from my past
But I can’t see the future.
No predictions, just convictions.
A mental prison which only I can see.
But I’m not alone.
They’re here watching me
It’s dark here, I can’t see.
But they can see me.
Through the twisted bars
They watch in wait.
When I come back to reality
I don’t stay long.
They come, they follow.
They take me back.
But its different, not the same.
This room is lit with a single candle.
This time I see the blood stained walls and floor.
The screams of pain that...
But I can’t see the future.
No predictions, just convictions.
A mental prison which only I can see.
But I’m not alone.
They’re here watching me
It’s dark here, I can’t see.
But they can see me.
Through the twisted bars
They watch in wait.
When I come back to reality
I don’t stay long.
They come, they follow.
They take me back.
But its different, not the same.
This room is lit with a single candle.
This time I see the blood stained walls and floor.
The screams of pain that...
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Love is Nothing
I love the screaming.
I love the pain.
I love the bleeding.
I go insane.
Love is a joke
I’d rather die,
Than love anything beside’s my lies.
I love the darkness.
I love the flame.
Oh how I’d wish it would go away.
I love the morbid.
I love the sick.
I love the sound of nothingness.
I love the life that I stole.
I love the darkness of my soul.
I really love nothing
Not one thing
There’s nothing to love except the same.
I love the pain.
I love the bleeding.
I go insane.
Love is a joke
I’d rather die,
Than love anything beside’s my lies.
I love the darkness.
I love the flame.
Oh how I’d wish it would go away.
I love the morbid.
I love the sick.
I love the sound of nothingness.
I love the life that I stole.
I love the darkness of my soul.
I really love nothing
Not one thing
There’s nothing to love except the same.
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Stephanii
You sew me back together
When I fell apart
Now you’re gone and
I’m losing myself
Piece by piece…
I stop to think
The things we had
What you took away
My life, our child, my sanity.
I ponder what
Cold have been
And still refuse
To let go.
It’s been five months
I wish you were here.
I wish you didn’t end it.
What was me died.
What defined us.
It will never come back.
When you took your life.
When I fell apart
Now you’re gone and
I’m losing myself
Piece by piece…
I stop to think
The things we had
What you took away
My life, our child, my sanity.
I ponder what
Cold have been
And still refuse
To let go.
It’s been five months
I wish you were here.
I wish you didn’t end it.
What was me died.
What defined us.
It will never come back.
When you took your life.
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Two for One.
Weakness
I’m weak and tired
Of holding back and tired
Of dealing with you.
When I said we were through
You made this true
You bickered and spat
You vile bitch
Were through.
“don’t you get it?”
Nothing
There’s nothing more
You can take from me
That you don’t already have.
You took my sanity
I took the blame.
You made my secrets public
I slit my veins.
I’m weak and tired
Of holding back and tired
Of dealing with you.
When I said we were through
You made this true
You bickered and spat
You vile bitch
Were through.
“don’t you get it?”
Nothing
There’s nothing more
You can take from me
That you don’t already have.
You took my sanity
I took the blame.
You made my secrets public
I slit my veins.
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Timeless
There’s a point in time where reality meets fantasy.
For some of us these are happy times. For others
we feel nothing but pain until our end.
I never have felt this illusion called happiness.
As if dark has shaded the light I’ve never seen,
And I keep forgetting to breath.
What do I turn to? where do I go?
Is there no end ? or is this the end of me?
For some of us these are happy times. For others
we feel nothing but pain until our end.
I never have felt this illusion called happiness.
As if dark has shaded the light I’ve never seen,
And I keep forgetting to breath.
What do I turn to? where do I go?
Is there no end ? or is this the end of me?
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Sinister
My life is just a sinister joke.
That people laugh at and provoke
while they watch me lie there and choke.
It’s like I can feel the ripping and tearing,
A mental pairing of chains and shackles
A bondage that causes me pain
with forgiveness that is vein.
My sanity is like a toy for only the cruel to enjoy.
Very few understand the amount of pain one can endure.
You’ll find that most are blind and obscure.
They don’t understand the complicated mind
or the reality of mine.
You can watch as I self medicate.
While I’m hoping...
That people laugh at and provoke
while they watch me lie there and choke.
It’s like I can feel the ripping and tearing,
A mental pairing of chains and shackles
A bondage that causes me pain
with forgiveness that is vein.
My sanity is like a toy for only the cruel to enjoy.
Very few understand the amount of pain one can endure.
You’ll find that most are blind and obscure.
They don’t understand the complicated mind
or the reality of mine.
You can watch as I self medicate.
While I’m hoping...
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Pain
You made me this. You know it’s true.
What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?
You took and took but never gave.
You punished when I misbehaved.
I Really hate you, you fucking bitch.
I’d ’like to grab your neck and twist.
You make me mad, I hope you die
I’m going to make you fucking cry.
I’ll make you suffer, like you did me.
Carve you up and watch you bleed.
Twist the rope until it’s tight.
You will not survive the night.
Ill saw and hack till I reach bone.
You’ll scream and scream but no one’s home.
I tried and...
What’s wrong with me? What’s wrong with you?
You took and took but never gave.
You punished when I misbehaved.
I Really hate you, you fucking bitch.
I’d ’like to grab your neck and twist.
You make me mad, I hope you die
I’m going to make you fucking cry.
I’ll make you suffer, like you did me.
Carve you up and watch you bleed.
Twist the rope until it’s tight.
You will not survive the night.
Ill saw and hack till I reach bone.
You’ll scream and scream but no one’s home.
I tried and...
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