Submissions by livingontheroad
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Primitive hate
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Fever dreams
Asleep and awake
Dead and alive
All at the same time
I'm drowning between sheets
Dripping cold from sweat
I hear voices
Distant but present
I know they're not real
But then how come they're here
I try to close my eyes, but I see pictures
Pictures I don't want there
I see a slim figure
No eyes and no face
But I know it's looking at me
From dimensions far away
Dead and alive
All at the same time
I'm drowning between sheets
Dripping cold from sweat
I hear voices
Distant but present
I know they're not real
But then how come they're here
I try to close my eyes, but I see pictures
Pictures I don't want there
I see a slim figure
No eyes and no face
But I know it's looking at me
From dimensions far away
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Eurydice
Blood on my breath
Vomit in my gut
Running from death
My eyes wide shut
Running from life
Never looking back
At the edge of the knife
I'm high as on crack
Highs and lows
Run my mind
A sociopath that goes
on, on and on at the highway of borderline
Nothing can last
Cause nothing can please me
The only danger is my past
Like orpheus and eurydice
Vomit in my gut
Running from death
My eyes wide shut
Running from life
Never looking back
At the edge of the knife
I'm high as on crack
Highs and lows
Run my mind
A sociopath that goes
on, on and on at the highway of borderline
Nothing can last
Cause nothing can please me
The only danger is my past
Like orpheus and eurydice
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Suicide
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Knockin on hells door
This morning Satan knocked on my door
I recognized the sound of his bangin since before
I said to myself I dont wanna open no more
But I knew if I didn't I would die
If I didnt my mind would come crushing down on me and that's the only reason I can find why
So I let him in and he asked me where I was tonight
He said I usually come by around 10:30 to get my refills
But you wasn't there but I dont care cause you still got that smack right?
He smiled and held up a stack of bills
My first impulse was to cut his head off like Adebisi
But I knew if I did hed...
I recognized the sound of his bangin since before
I said to myself I dont wanna open no more
But I knew if I didn't I would die
If I didnt my mind would come crushing down on me and that's the only reason I can find why
So I let him in and he asked me where I was tonight
He said I usually come by around 10:30 to get my refills
But you wasn't there but I dont care cause you still got that smack right?
He smiled and held up a stack of bills
My first impulse was to cut his head off like Adebisi
But I knew if I did hed...
768 reads
7 Comments
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