Submissions by mattpiskorowski
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Introduce myself as a poet...? Well, I write from the heart. I write about things that effect my everyday life. I always welcome honest critique, in face I encourage it. I love poetry. Nobody knows I write, it's my little secret:)
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Nov 2014 5:38am
21st Nov 2014 5:38am
my Lord, my God
Oh Lord, I offer my praise.
Oh Lord, its you who saves.
It is you who is my Shepard.
You, my divine protector.
The One who shields me from all sin.
My God, my heavenly kin.
Wisdom and guidance given to me.
Teaching me the ways to live free.
Hallelujah! Dear Lord!
I live my life by your Word.
You gave your life for my sins.
Offered my salvation a chance to begin.
Oh Lord. I throw my hands up.
Oh Lord. I drink from Your divine cup.
Falling down to my knees.
I offered you my praise eternally!
You are my Lord, my God....
Oh Lord, its you who saves.
It is you who is my Shepard.
You, my divine protector.
The One who shields me from all sin.
My God, my heavenly kin.
Wisdom and guidance given to me.
Teaching me the ways to live free.
Hallelujah! Dear Lord!
I live my life by your Word.
You gave your life for my sins.
Offered my salvation a chance to begin.
Oh Lord. I throw my hands up.
Oh Lord. I drink from Your divine cup.
Falling down to my knees.
I offered you my praise eternally!
You are my Lord, my God....
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DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Nov 2014 9:54am
18th Nov 2014 9:54am
My Personal Daytona
Racing around the infinite track,
the thoughts fly by like there's no going back.
Competing with sanity to get ahead,
peace of mind dwells on when it led.
Driving the opponents to fall behind,
speeding ahead trying to control my mind.
Like NASCAR drivers fight for fame,
the idea of sobriety fights my brain.
Drafting past to move in front,
sliding perfectly like an organized stunt.
Quickly advancing to the priority,
efficient in snuffing any hope of normality.
Working it's way to leading the race,
Artfully painting the rest frozen in...
the thoughts fly by like there's no going back.
Competing with sanity to get ahead,
peace of mind dwells on when it led.
Driving the opponents to fall behind,
speeding ahead trying to control my mind.
Like NASCAR drivers fight for fame,
the idea of sobriety fights my brain.
Drafting past to move in front,
sliding perfectly like an organized stunt.
Quickly advancing to the priority,
efficient in snuffing any hope of normality.
Working it's way to leading the race,
Artfully painting the rest frozen in...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Nov 2014 11:40am
12th Nov 2014 11:40am
Connections to Relations
Instant.
Like the pain that spreads after you're cut .
Sharp.
Like the confident model shows her strut.
Immense.
Like the weight of world on your shoulders.
Secretive.
Like oxygen flowing to embers as they smoulder.
Reality sinks into my heart,
as the needle routinely invades my arms.
My freedom lies clandestine,
as this darkness controls my mind.
Flowers paralyzed by life's choice,
as this drug intentionally stuns my voice.
Life's big picture debuted this date,
connecting to the flower....I sadly relate.
Radiant....
Like the pain that spreads after you're cut .
Sharp.
Like the confident model shows her strut.
Immense.
Like the weight of world on your shoulders.
Secretive.
Like oxygen flowing to embers as they smoulder.
Reality sinks into my heart,
as the needle routinely invades my arms.
My freedom lies clandestine,
as this darkness controls my mind.
Flowers paralyzed by life's choice,
as this drug intentionally stuns my voice.
Life's big picture debuted this date,
connecting to the flower....I sadly relate.
Radiant....
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2014 6:29am
10th Nov 2014 6:29am
Choosing Strife
Do you consider it wise to open Pandora's box?
To ruin the trust by making sure the door is locked?
To go behind the back of a solid friend?
To listen to those whispers and call it an end?
Whispers from shallow figures that surround.
Whispers from those who would make sure you drowned.
Drowned in your own self arrogance and pride.
Drowned by the peers who pushed you down the slide.
The slide that leads to the pool of spikes.
The slide to the pool your fate dislikes.
A fate you have brought within your life.
A fate you have learned is pure strife....
To ruin the trust by making sure the door is locked?
To go behind the back of a solid friend?
To listen to those whispers and call it an end?
Whispers from shallow figures that surround.
Whispers from those who would make sure you drowned.
Drowned in your own self arrogance and pride.
Drowned by the peers who pushed you down the slide.
The slide that leads to the pool of spikes.
The slide to the pool your fate dislikes.
A fate you have brought within your life.
A fate you have learned is pure strife....
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DRUGS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2014 5:02am
5th Nov 2014 5:02am
Always Relating to a Determined Bug
The bright blue light glows with fury.
Directed its way, the bug flys without any worry.
Seeing its companions fly to their death.
Still the curiosity gets its best.
The bug stalks the light ready to strike.
Unknown of the imminent spike.
Like the bug I've watched my friends.
Like the bug I've seen their ends.
Interesting aura the cage radiates.
Irresistible temptation the object creates.
The strongest wills will start to fall.
That lustful light creeps over the wall.
I can see the bug's stubbornness failing.
The desire to discover why his...
Directed its way, the bug flys without any worry.
Seeing its companions fly to their death.
Still the curiosity gets its best.
The bug stalks the light ready to strike.
Unknown of the imminent spike.
Like the bug I've watched my friends.
Like the bug I've seen their ends.
Interesting aura the cage radiates.
Irresistible temptation the object creates.
The strongest wills will start to fall.
That lustful light creeps over the wall.
I can see the bug's stubbornness failing.
The desire to discover why his...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 7:43am
4th Nov 2014 7:43am
Always Relating to the Unknown
Have you ever looked up into the sky?
Looked up and been stunned by the greatness a-wide?
Isn't it humorous that we claim to know?
Claim to understand what lies beyond the ozone?
The stars afar and the planets within.
Still we claim to be the universe's sole being.
I remember the ignorance I once had...
I remember believing my dependency wasn't that bad.
Habits were growing from within myself.
The arrogance arose, I'm not everyone else!
Questions about if the Heavens are real.
Asking ourselves if we believe the spiel.
Were we created by the one...
Looked up and been stunned by the greatness a-wide?
Isn't it humorous that we claim to know?
Claim to understand what lies beyond the ozone?
The stars afar and the planets within.
Still we claim to be the universe's sole being.
I remember the ignorance I once had...
I remember believing my dependency wasn't that bad.
Habits were growing from within myself.
The arrogance arose, I'm not everyone else!
Questions about if the Heavens are real.
Asking ourselves if we believe the spiel.
Were we created by the one...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2014 6:15pm
3rd Nov 2014 6:15pm
Always Relating to a Withering Flower
Wilting and dying.
Life evaporates off its pedals.
Standing in place.
Time has started to settle.
Observing the death of this innocent flower,
I look inside at this weakened coward.
The coward has grown,
like this plant once did.
Blooming with strength,
as the seed had spread.
Spreading through my soul,
a poison of malice.
Suffocating my creed,
oh how careless.
As the weed grows around the stem,
stealing its life.
Growing as fast as it can,
causing pure strife.
The eyes of junk that I see through.
Sees only the...
Life evaporates off its pedals.
Standing in place.
Time has started to settle.
Observing the death of this innocent flower,
I look inside at this weakened coward.
The coward has grown,
like this plant once did.
Blooming with strength,
as the seed had spread.
Spreading through my soul,
a poison of malice.
Suffocating my creed,
oh how careless.
As the weed grows around the stem,
stealing its life.
Growing as fast as it can,
causing pure strife.
The eyes of junk that I see through.
Sees only the...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2014 9:05am
3rd Nov 2014 9:05am
Always Relate
Strangled by reoccurring events,
my life seems to just keep spinning.
Grasp appears beyond any control,
yet control seems in my possession.
Pondering why things are this way,
when did everything get so hazed?
Is the needle cemented priority?
Did the struggle really become sobriety?
Looking down at the withering flowers,
seemingly in their resting place.
Stuck in time from life to death,
mindlessly accepting their fate.
Decay arrives as a gift from the Reaper,
objectionless, they obey.
Shear disappointment overcomes my eyes,...
my life seems to just keep spinning.
Grasp appears beyond any control,
yet control seems in my possession.
Pondering why things are this way,
when did everything get so hazed?
Is the needle cemented priority?
Did the struggle really become sobriety?
Looking down at the withering flowers,
seemingly in their resting place.
Stuck in time from life to death,
mindlessly accepting their fate.
Decay arrives as a gift from the Reaper,
objectionless, they obey.
Shear disappointment overcomes my eyes,...
922 reads
8 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Oct 2014 4:00am
1st Oct 2014 4:00am
Fears and Tears
Sitting in my shadow.
Looking at my life.
The tears and fears begin to creep.
I'm dead living on these streets.
Begging the man for just a dollar.
Please sir, I'm starving!
I know he won't donate though.
My arms covered from my own hate.
The addict that lives inside.
The fears and tears.
Leaning into the corner I'm stuck in.
Just to find out the foundation is thin.
I'll fall through the wall.
All the way down to the ground floor.
Hit with such an impact I sank even lower.
Do you know what it's like to be under rock bottom?
My...
Looking at my life.
The tears and fears begin to creep.
I'm dead living on these streets.
Begging the man for just a dollar.
Please sir, I'm starving!
I know he won't donate though.
My arms covered from my own hate.
The addict that lives inside.
The fears and tears.
Leaning into the corner I'm stuck in.
Just to find out the foundation is thin.
I'll fall through the wall.
All the way down to the ground floor.
Hit with such an impact I sank even lower.
Do you know what it's like to be under rock bottom?
My...
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Sep 2014 12:15pm
10th Sep 2014 12:15pm
My Familiar, Unknown Road
Wandering down a very known road,
yet I find myself lost.
The surroundings haven't changed,
but it seems so different.
The road appears empty,
still I feel the eyes.
There is definitely something off the norm,
Why can I not place it?
People lined along the sides,
their faces without character.
People I've known forever,
I can't seem focus on them.
As I walk farther down this road,
I can't put anything together.
Why is everything completely different now?
Why has my home become foreign?
I look a little closer all around,
my...
yet I find myself lost.
The surroundings haven't changed,
but it seems so different.
The road appears empty,
still I feel the eyes.
There is definitely something off the norm,
Why can I not place it?
People lined along the sides,
their faces without character.
People I've known forever,
I can't seem focus on them.
As I walk farther down this road,
I can't put anything together.
Why is everything completely different now?
Why has my home become foreign?
I look a little closer all around,
my...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Aug 2014 8:20am
16th Aug 2014 8:20am
Ghost
A soundless voice,
An invisible body.
Living unnoticed is how it seems.
An innocent way,
Another longing day
I fight for my place to stay.
A crave for love,
From anyone.
Why does my dad wish I wasn't his son?
An invisible body.
Living unnoticed is how it seems.
An innocent way,
Another longing day
I fight for my place to stay.
A crave for love,
From anyone.
Why does my dad wish I wasn't his son?
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Aug 2014 9:55pm
13th Aug 2014 9:55pm
I Find Myself
I find myself recently struggling.
Struggling to find my joy.
I find myself recently questioning.
Questioning myself to destroy.
I can't seem to find a way to smile.
But I can certainly indulge in a frown.
I can't seem to find the next mile.
But I can certainly find myself down.
I find myself recently asking.
Asking what's left here?
I find myself recently begging.
Begging happiness near.
I can't seem to find a way to laugh.
Suddenly nothing is funny.
I can't seem to find my other half.
Suddenly it's only crummy.
...
Struggling to find my joy.
I find myself recently questioning.
Questioning myself to destroy.
I can't seem to find a way to smile.
But I can certainly indulge in a frown.
I can't seem to find the next mile.
But I can certainly find myself down.
I find myself recently asking.
Asking what's left here?
I find myself recently begging.
Begging happiness near.
I can't seem to find a way to laugh.
Suddenly nothing is funny.
I can't seem to find my other half.
Suddenly it's only crummy.
...
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