Submissions by maria (IRK)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I try to write but then I go back and read what I wrote and realize I kind of suck. I'm really not as smart as I thought
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 9:15pm
15th Nov 2011 9:15pm
f**k You
It feels like despair
Your heart tears
Your blood boils with the
hate you use on no one but yourself
This hate eats away at you
Desperate for someone to love you
more than you love yourself
Desperate for affection
Desperate for someone who might care
It's not just about hating your hair
It's hating yourself as a person
Every fucken mistake you make
Every fucken word you say
fuck you on your arm
kill me on your stomach
words written with blood and scabs
This isn't a fucken fad
It's a problem that a lot of us fucken have...
Your heart tears
Your blood boils with the
hate you use on no one but yourself
This hate eats away at you
Desperate for someone to love you
more than you love yourself
Desperate for affection
Desperate for someone who might care
It's not just about hating your hair
It's hating yourself as a person
Every fucken mistake you make
Every fucken word you say
fuck you on your arm
kill me on your stomach
words written with blood and scabs
This isn't a fucken fad
It's a problem that a lot of us fucken have...
898 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Nov 2011 8:25pm
15th Nov 2011 8:25pm
Emotionless?
Sometimes, there's nothing.
I am empty, gone.
I have no emotion.
This emotion is strong.
I can't feel anything.
What's wrong?
I am empty, gone.
I have no emotion.
This emotion is strong.
I can't feel anything.
What's wrong?
696 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
14th Nov 2011 3:27am
14th Nov 2011 3:27am
Time Is Flying By
Time is flying by
I feel all I ever do is just get high
I sit around on my ass
Puff puff pass ya know
Time is flying by
and I'm wasting it
All my grades are F's
And when it comes to happiness; I'm faking it
I feel all I ever do is just get high
I sit around on my ass
Puff puff pass ya know
Time is flying by
and I'm wasting it
All my grades are F's
And when it comes to happiness; I'm faking it
904 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
13th Nov 2011 10:00pm
13th Nov 2011 10:00pm
Self Motivation To Not Commit Suicide(I guess)
Walk around with your crown
your crown of thorns
Wear this crown over your horns
The thorns are growing, sinking deeper into your skin
Your head is bloody, the blood is thin
Wear your necklace of led
It weighs you down, it brings down your head
Tighten your shackles on your arms and legs
Drag them around and wish you were dead
Keep crying, cry those salty tears
Those tears filled with lies and fears
Cry those tears for all the years that you regret
Cry for all those people you wish you...
your crown of thorns
Wear this crown over your horns
The thorns are growing, sinking deeper into your skin
Your head is bloody, the blood is thin
Wear your necklace of led
It weighs you down, it brings down your head
Tighten your shackles on your arms and legs
Drag them around and wish you were dead
Keep crying, cry those salty tears
Those tears filled with lies and fears
Cry those tears for all the years that you regret
Cry for all those people you wish you...
1222 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
9th Nov 2011 11:16pm
9th Nov 2011 11:16pm
True Desire
The desire blossoms in heart and mind.
You know it's sick and wrong, but now's not the time to reflect.
This desire you have always been fast to neglect.
In your mind, the blood reaches you, you realize the desire is true.
Grabbing the knife, contemplating if you should. . If you could.
Thinking of all the blood, you shudder.
Now all you want to do is gut her.
Your mind whirs and you already know how. . the time, the place, and maybe even who. .
No one knew this was you. . but the desire is so true.
You know it's sick and wrong, but now's not the time to reflect.
This desire you have always been fast to neglect.
In your mind, the blood reaches you, you realize the desire is true.
Grabbing the knife, contemplating if you should. . If you could.
Thinking of all the blood, you shudder.
Now all you want to do is gut her.
Your mind whirs and you already know how. . the time, the place, and maybe even who. .
No one knew this was you. . but the desire is so true.
895 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Nov 2011 00:39am
9th Nov 2011 00:39am
What a Burrito
Um. . .
This burrito.
It's kind of chewy.
The bottom is thicker than the top.
What a burrito.
(by my little brother Carlos)
This burrito.
It's kind of chewy.
The bottom is thicker than the top.
What a burrito.
(by my little brother Carlos)
629 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Nov 2011 2:25am
8th Nov 2011 2:25am
Sink
Do you care
Do I even dare
I try to think
maybe
maybe, I hope
Then you say fuck you
and I sink
I fall so low
I'm so far down below
I'm empty
I can hardly cope
You try to kiss me
You're lips miss me
You don't even know the gist of me
I run
you flee
we come back in the middle
and you push me
You push me hard
I fall and you laugh
Do you want me
leave me, please
Go your path
we are now the past
Do I even dare
I try to think
maybe
maybe, I hope
Then you say fuck you
and I sink
I fall so low
I'm so far down below
I'm empty
I can hardly cope
You try to kiss me
You're lips miss me
You don't even know the gist of me
I run
you flee
we come back in the middle
and you push me
You push me hard
I fall and you laugh
Do you want me
leave me, please
Go your path
we are now the past
759 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Nov 2011 2:13am
8th Nov 2011 2:13am
Renewed Perfection
Cracked
Coroded
Peeling
what
once
was
Perfection
The
pain
continuously
Renewed
The
hungry
kid
starving
for
food
A
mother
who
wanted
the
fix
maybe
dead
A
man
died
by
self
inflicted
gun
shot
to
the
head
Without
renewed
perfection
we
are
dead
Coroded
Peeling
what
once
was
Perfection
The
pain
continuously
Renewed
The
hungry
kid
starving
for
food
A
mother
who
wanted
the
fix
maybe
dead
A
man
died
by
self
inflicted
gun
shot
to
the
head
Without
renewed
perfection
we
are
dead
668 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2011 00:19am
5th Nov 2011 00:19am
Safe Place
The world is my placenta.
Not your world, mine.
I am safe here.
Naive, yes
but safe.
The mothers mouth opens and in pores the bad.
I am dying here, in my own "safe" world.
I'm coming out learning the light around me.
I'm confused.
I realize I'm dead.
Not your world, mine.
I am safe here.
Naive, yes
but safe.
The mothers mouth opens and in pores the bad.
I am dying here, in my own "safe" world.
I'm coming out learning the light around me.
I'm confused.
I realize I'm dead.
624 reads
0 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
12th Oct 2011 11:23pm
12th Oct 2011 11:23pm
Goodbye
Poetry is no longer fulfilling
it hardly was in the beginning
I really feel like quitting
But before I go,
I'll try my best to have some fun
before I pull the trigger on my gun.
I feel I've tried my best
But I'm still a big mess
I don't want to be touched
I don't want to touch you
Just, please, forget
I'm just so tired
I give up
Goodbye
it hardly was in the beginning
I really feel like quitting
But before I go,
I'll try my best to have some fun
before I pull the trigger on my gun.
I feel I've tried my best
But I'm still a big mess
I don't want to be touched
I don't want to touch you
Just, please, forget
I'm just so tired
I give up
Goodbye
752 reads
2 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
10th Oct 2011 8:51pm
10th Oct 2011 8:51pm
I Don't Care
I don't care
I just want to fly
I want to die
I don't care
I want to blare my music
I want to share my secrets
I don't care
I want that needle
I want to light that spoon
I don't care
I want that crash
I deserve that pain
I just want to fly
I want to die
I don't care
I want to blare my music
I want to share my secrets
I don't care
I want that needle
I want to light that spoon
I don't care
I want that crash
I deserve that pain
909 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
10th Oct 2011 8:45pm
10th Oct 2011 8:45pm
Falling Asleep Awake
My neck
They crawl
I close my eyes
and fall
Their fingers are hot
fire in the night
Around my neck
In my head
Their voices are
soft and cold
They say my name
They play me like a game
I sleep and don't breathe
I dream and can't perceive
They crawl
I close my eyes
and fall
Their fingers are hot
fire in the night
Around my neck
In my head
Their voices are
soft and cold
They say my name
They play me like a game
I sleep and don't breathe
I dream and can't perceive
740 reads
1 Comment
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