Submissions by mcr4everyoung
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Nov 2015 2:42am
6th Nov 2015 2:42am
Life: Moving, Speaking, Feeling
As all the consequences of my actions
that I thought I so cleverly avoided
comes crashing down on me like a great tidal wave
angrily washing away the leaf pattern on the rug of my living room.
As the two people who looked at me daily with love,
more love than I could even fathom thinking of,
whos eyes once glittered with happiness and hope
were barren in despair and disbelief.
And even as I sat there, unable to speak,
to even try to justify the secret hell I've put all through.
I could not feel.
I could not speak.
I could not even...
that I thought I so cleverly avoided
comes crashing down on me like a great tidal wave
angrily washing away the leaf pattern on the rug of my living room.
As the two people who looked at me daily with love,
more love than I could even fathom thinking of,
whos eyes once glittered with happiness and hope
were barren in despair and disbelief.
And even as I sat there, unable to speak,
to even try to justify the secret hell I've put all through.
I could not feel.
I could not speak.
I could not even...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Sep 2015 2:16am
24th Sep 2015 2:16am
Cigarette Incense
I have a friend who told me today about how he lets his cigarettes burn like incense, sitting untouched but lit on a table. Hes a mechanic, a smart person, good with his hands but too stuck in his mind to do many things that would be a benefit. When he works on cars, he'll light one up, set it on the table and when he comes back to it, theres about one hit left or burnt out, nothing but filter.
Thats how life is.
You start something, set it down, and come back to it. Time didn't stop for that object, just like time didn't stop to tell the cigarette not to burn. Time...
Thats how life is.
You start something, set it down, and come back to it. Time didn't stop for that object, just like time didn't stop to tell the cigarette not to burn. Time...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
6th Apr 2015 9:37pm
6th Apr 2015 9:37pm
First Page
So from this point on, if there is something bothering me or something happened, I am going to put it under non-fiction prose. The problem with poetry is that when you have a story you want to convey it takes so much work to get rhymes and phrasing just right. But the problem with stories are that you have to set the scene up right so its beautiful in peoples minds, like eye candy. But that's not what this is. This is the chocolate shavings before their melted into form or even sweetened. This is just reality, and there's nothing pretty or sweet about that, just bitter. I might even go on...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2015 3:48am
4th Mar 2015 3:48am
Jane and Time
We drive on into our secret spots.
The roads and ways to kill time before class,
endless loops, endless paths.
You reach into the compartment in the car,
we hit a pipe, the burn of the jane hitting
my throat is a constant sensation.
Waves of feeling and sound washing over me,
endless waves, endless time.
With every mile ticking silently on the odometer,
we talk more and more, getting closer to each other's souls.
I feel comfortable.
Comfortable in the car, and comfortable in your presence.
Endless trust, Endless understanding.
We drive...
The roads and ways to kill time before class,
endless loops, endless paths.
You reach into the compartment in the car,
we hit a pipe, the burn of the jane hitting
my throat is a constant sensation.
Waves of feeling and sound washing over me,
endless waves, endless time.
With every mile ticking silently on the odometer,
we talk more and more, getting closer to each other's souls.
I feel comfortable.
Comfortable in the car, and comfortable in your presence.
Endless trust, Endless understanding.
We drive...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Mar 2015 00:19am
4th Mar 2015 00:19am
Cross Roads
Staring out the window of Dane's car, the old Cadillac purring as we drive slow on these back roads. Frozen rain coming down onto the car, pat-pat-pat, and the squeak of the windshield wipers all rhythmically in tune. And even though Syd Barrett was playing through the old stereo, I was only catching clips and phrases, fading in and out of my consciousness.
Lost in a memory. Me. Dane. Sitting on his bed talking the hours away. A quick lean in and a kiss from Dane, our first together, causing both excitement and anxiety in my heart. When we kissed, I swear to God I could hear my soul...
Lost in a memory. Me. Dane. Sitting on his bed talking the hours away. A quick lean in and a kiss from Dane, our first together, causing both excitement and anxiety in my heart. When we kissed, I swear to God I could hear my soul...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
11th Sep 2012 3:32am
11th Sep 2012 3:32am
forbidden love
I see you stand there and talk to my crush
I don't think much of you but my head is in a rush.
Caught up in conflicting emotions with your best friend.
Standing by the car wash.
Texting him and he asks for my friends number
So he can give it to you because you think she's really cute
But what you don't know is she's caught in a bumber
Style anti trust relationship with one of my crazy ex's.
So we get to talking and your actually really cool
Down to earth person with a go getter mood.
We have a connection but there's...
I don't think much of you but my head is in a rush.
Caught up in conflicting emotions with your best friend.
Standing by the car wash.
Texting him and he asks for my friends number
So he can give it to you because you think she's really cute
But what you don't know is she's caught in a bumber
Style anti trust relationship with one of my crazy ex's.
So we get to talking and your actually really cool
Down to earth person with a go getter mood.
We have a connection but there's...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Aug 2012 5:03am
25th Aug 2012 5:03am
learn from this boys
A relationship is a dedication
Not a reconciliation
To their best friend.
You don't like someone
And when they say no
Two days later date
Their best friend.
You don't secretly date
them behind someones back.
You don't break their heart
And dump them for
The original girl.
You don't violate the
Origional girl and
Treat her like a sex object.
You don't pretend that
One girl is another
as you cuddle and kiss.
You don't feed her
Empty apologies when she
Dumps you for finding out
The truth. ...
Not a reconciliation
To their best friend.
You don't like someone
And when they say no
Two days later date
Their best friend.
You don't secretly date
them behind someones back.
You don't break their heart
And dump them for
The original girl.
You don't violate the
Origional girl and
Treat her like a sex object.
You don't pretend that
One girl is another
as you cuddle and kiss.
You don't feed her
Empty apologies when she
Dumps you for finding out
The truth. ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
24th Aug 2012 5:33am
24th Aug 2012 5:33am
let me kill myslef
The tears that I've cryed
And the blood I have bled
All for a relationship.
I want to shoot myself in the head.
Your cuddleing
Your kisses
Seem so sweet
But I would rather die in my sleep.
You never learned
from past relationships
Whatever makes you happy.
I want to cut my wrists.
Your sweet words
Same things said to my best friend
Nothing works so well for me to
Want to put my life to an end.
Your not different
You never take things slow.
Show me no respect.
Now the worlds gonna know.
I...
And the blood I have bled
All for a relationship.
I want to shoot myself in the head.
Your cuddleing
Your kisses
Seem so sweet
But I would rather die in my sleep.
You never learned
from past relationships
Whatever makes you happy.
I want to cut my wrists.
Your sweet words
Same things said to my best friend
Nothing works so well for me to
Want to put my life to an end.
Your not different
You never take things slow.
Show me no respect.
Now the worlds gonna know.
I...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Aug 2012 5:02am
21st Aug 2012 5:02am
myself
Ill just take these pills
To make me feel alright.
Maybe ill get a headache
or not be able to sleep.
Maybe ill take 7 of each
To make sure I had enough
To get me through these 5 minutes
Before I can go to my room
And cut my wrists.
Just a little longer before
The red droplets can swell
And make beautiful red rivers
Down my arm.
Before they can mix with
My tears from all the crying.
Before I can look in the mirror
And see how fat I am.
Before I can go to the bathroom
and shove my finger into my throat
And throw up...
To make me feel alright.
Maybe ill get a headache
or not be able to sleep.
Maybe ill take 7 of each
To make sure I had enough
To get me through these 5 minutes
Before I can go to my room
And cut my wrists.
Just a little longer before
The red droplets can swell
And make beautiful red rivers
Down my arm.
Before they can mix with
My tears from all the crying.
Before I can look in the mirror
And see how fat I am.
Before I can go to the bathroom
and shove my finger into my throat
And throw up...
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ANGER POEM
Published
16th Aug 2012 3:40am
16th Aug 2012 3:40am
its my own fault
I caused this awkward silence.
I broke the invisible wall.
I wanted to know you more
But I set us up to fall.
Its my fault.
Not yours.
Your innocent.
And I'm a goddamned motherfucker who should burn in hell for all of eternity because I caused you so much pain and confusion. I didn't try to hurt you like I did, but my feelings weren't under control and I couldn't think straight.
I broke the invisible wall.
I wanted to know you more
But I set us up to fall.
Its my fault.
Not yours.
Your innocent.
And I'm a goddamned motherfucker who should burn in hell for all of eternity because I caused you so much pain and confusion. I didn't try to hurt you like I did, but my feelings weren't under control and I couldn't think straight.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
15th Aug 2012 6:34am
15th Aug 2012 6:34am
for you
I realize now that
I've gone too far
With my secret little habit.
40 cuts is a little much
When you don't have
A way to hide it.
But its hard to stop
When I know deep down
I caused you physical pain.
I introduced you to the razor
And taught you the cutting game.
I didn't think much of it
Until you told me you cut.
That one straight line of red
Hit me straight in the gut.
I'm a fucking bastard
For putting you in this place
But I will make it right with you
And wipe the tears from your face.
We'll stop this cycle...
I've gone too far
With my secret little habit.
40 cuts is a little much
When you don't have
A way to hide it.
But its hard to stop
When I know deep down
I caused you physical pain.
I introduced you to the razor
And taught you the cutting game.
I didn't think much of it
Until you told me you cut.
That one straight line of red
Hit me straight in the gut.
I'm a fucking bastard
For putting you in this place
But I will make it right with you
And wipe the tears from your face.
We'll stop this cycle...
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