Submissions by nikkimoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DRUGS POEM
Published
14th Jun 2012 00:53am
14th Jun 2012 00:53am
Opinions from random stuff in my house
The Chia guy sprouting in my window
thinks i need to grow
the crooked clock that's always wrong
says you can't turn back time
the lumpy couch in the yellow room
wants to relax
the ugly painting of a dead relative
stares at me accusingly
the broken drawer on the desk
believes i could be more open
the television that wont shut up
considers everything to be black and white
the empty bong on the table
thinks i should pack up and leave
...
thinks i need to grow
the crooked clock that's always wrong
says you can't turn back time
the lumpy couch in the yellow room
wants to relax
the ugly painting of a dead relative
stares at me accusingly
the broken drawer on the desk
believes i could be more open
the television that wont shut up
considers everything to be black and white
the empty bong on the table
thinks i should pack up and leave
...
812 reads
4 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Jun 2012 1:40am
13th Jun 2012 1:40am
Everlasting bubble gum under a bench
mouth full of nothingness
your words begin to escape my ears
daydream super trip
pipe dreams made of water
slip slowly down the drain
artistic tears fall
shallow hearts lurking about
everything is haunted here
apparitions of someone's past
reclining with a thought
it runs away from me
train wrecks of the mind
words like jawbreakers fill your mouth
not listening I escape
daydream super trip
your words begin to escape my ears
daydream super trip
pipe dreams made of water
slip slowly down the drain
artistic tears fall
shallow hearts lurking about
everything is haunted here
apparitions of someone's past
reclining with a thought
it runs away from me
train wrecks of the mind
words like jawbreakers fill your mouth
not listening I escape
daydream super trip
752 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
12th Jun 2012 10:48pm
12th Jun 2012 10:48pm
Mad meanderings of a thoughtless brain
recklessly abandoning my heart
no longer in need of that part
there are things I need to block
my soul weighs on me like molten lava rock
letting go of heavy things
feeling like I have wings
temporarily feeling free
brought back down by gravity
tragedy got me when I was low
that why I feel a need to let go
escaping sadness and madness rein
releasing emptiness and pain
realizing it still feels the same
wondering who is to blame
nothing ever really...
no longer in need of that part
there are things I need to block
my soul weighs on me like molten lava rock
letting go of heavy things
feeling like I have wings
temporarily feeling free
brought back down by gravity
tragedy got me when I was low
that why I feel a need to let go
escaping sadness and madness rein
releasing emptiness and pain
realizing it still feels the same
wondering who is to blame
nothing ever really...
769 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
11th Jun 2012 9:11pm
11th Jun 2012 9:11pm
Geneticly modified condensation on car windows
Walking aimlessly past empty faces
street lights begin to bleed
mysteries of abandoned places
tumbleweeds in the city
isolation is blowing around
fluoride in the water promoting docility
distilled tempers refusing to flare
the lights are on
who really cares
slipping in a pile of shit
I landed here
in the middle of it
pineal glands starting to rot
looking for signs of life
mouths like coin slots
third eye bullet holes
intuition ceased to exist
whats next no one knows
Monsanto...
street lights begin to bleed
mysteries of abandoned places
tumbleweeds in the city
isolation is blowing around
fluoride in the water promoting docility
distilled tempers refusing to flare
the lights are on
who really cares
slipping in a pile of shit
I landed here
in the middle of it
pineal glands starting to rot
looking for signs of life
mouths like coin slots
third eye bullet holes
intuition ceased to exist
whats next no one knows
Monsanto...
830 reads
4 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 8:29pm
8th Jun 2012 8:29pm
The white ones
He loved those white pills
to bad sometimes love kills
watching him spiral to the floor
watching him want them even more
sweat dripping from his head
before to long he would be dead
forced to sleep with my purse
four months later he would arrive in a hearse
wishing he was still here with me
wondering how this could be
six men carry his casket away
now I weep at a head stone every day
fucking pills took my soul mate
a drug company bottled my fate
the emptiness is felt...
to bad sometimes love kills
watching him spiral to the floor
watching him want them even more
sweat dripping from his head
before to long he would be dead
forced to sleep with my purse
four months later he would arrive in a hearse
wishing he was still here with me
wondering how this could be
six men carry his casket away
now I weep at a head stone every day
fucking pills took my soul mate
a drug company bottled my fate
the emptiness is felt...
1043 reads
6 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 12:46pm
8th Jun 2012 12:46pm
Monsters
monsters at the door,
I'm talking to myself
rattled to the core
they want in now
i know whats in store
I'm shaking
not prepared for the gore
they smell my fear
should have gotten ready before
I'm laughing at myself
cant cry now its a war
they are almost in
I'm sitting on the floor
broken and bleeding
no more options to explore
things are fading
monsters are at the door
I'm talking to myself
rattled to the core
they want in now
i know whats in store
I'm shaking
not prepared for the gore
they smell my fear
should have gotten ready before
I'm laughing at myself
cant cry now its a war
they are almost in
I'm sitting on the floor
broken and bleeding
no more options to explore
things are fading
monsters are at the door
758 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Jun 2012 10:09pm
6th Jun 2012 10:09pm
Flush them away
~~~~~FLUSH THEM AWAY~~~~~~
I awake to curse the day
and swallow the happy pill anyways
it slides down and starts to dissolve
all the while testing my resolve
zombie makers that's what they should be called
all my senses are dulled
couldn't cry if I wanted to
but I guess that's what these drugs are supposed to do
mental illness my closest friend
its here for me now and it will be in the end
no more happy pills for me
I flushed them so I can be free
free of your meds
that fuck with my head
they are not...
I awake to curse the day
and swallow the happy pill anyways
it slides down and starts to dissolve
all the while testing my resolve
zombie makers that's what they should be called
all my senses are dulled
couldn't cry if I wanted to
but I guess that's what these drugs are supposed to do
mental illness my closest friend
its here for me now and it will be in the end
no more happy pills for me
I flushed them so I can be free
free of your meds
that fuck with my head
they are not...
758 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jun 2012 7:07pm
6th Jun 2012 7:07pm
Truck Balls
Oh why must you put balls on your truck?
and why are they blue? what the fuck,
I wish you would just get out of my way,
so i didn't have to watch your fake blue balls bounce and sway,
with every pothole you hit
your blue balls shake a bit,
then curiosity makes me speed up,
so i can see the douche whose driving the truck
nonchalantly i take a glance at the driver
yuck hes like 90, when he catches me, i put down my visor
i puke a little in my mouth
and continue speeding down I 75 south.
i forgot about the blue truck balls,
until one day at...
and why are they blue? what the fuck,
I wish you would just get out of my way,
so i didn't have to watch your fake blue balls bounce and sway,
with every pothole you hit
your blue balls shake a bit,
then curiosity makes me speed up,
so i can see the douche whose driving the truck
nonchalantly i take a glance at the driver
yuck hes like 90, when he catches me, i put down my visor
i puke a little in my mouth
and continue speeding down I 75 south.
i forgot about the blue truck balls,
until one day at...
894 reads
10 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
5th Jun 2012 6:47pm
5th Jun 2012 6:47pm
f**k work
fuck this job,
and my boss named bob
hes making ill
hes making me want to kill
I want to see him chock on his food
he only fucks with me when I'm not in the mood
day in and day out all this windbag does is shout
I truly have no clue why he has singled me out
fuck you bob
your a fat slob
rolls hanging over your chair
and whats that in your ears? hair?
waiting for my break
seriously this is about as much bullshit i can take
from 9 to 6 he cracks the whip
I'm so fucking...
and my boss named bob
hes making ill
hes making me want to kill
I want to see him chock on his food
he only fucks with me when I'm not in the mood
day in and day out all this windbag does is shout
I truly have no clue why he has singled me out
fuck you bob
your a fat slob
rolls hanging over your chair
and whats that in your ears? hair?
waiting for my break
seriously this is about as much bullshit i can take
from 9 to 6 he cracks the whip
I'm so fucking...
1340 reads
9 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Jun 2012 3:30am
5th Jun 2012 3:30am
Reasons diluted
madness got behind the wheel
it was vengeance who steered
hate pushed the gas peddle even harder
insanity knew the way
fate is what happened when we arrived
it was destiny we even showed up
karma is the reason this happened
hope fucked everything up
dreams are what got in the way
it was the nightmare of the reality
imagination is how we got this far
delusions became real
nothingness is what transpired
it was the unimportance from which this stemmed
worthlessness is the reward ...
it was vengeance who steered
hate pushed the gas peddle even harder
insanity knew the way
fate is what happened when we arrived
it was destiny we even showed up
karma is the reason this happened
hope fucked everything up
dreams are what got in the way
it was the nightmare of the reality
imagination is how we got this far
delusions became real
nothingness is what transpired
it was the unimportance from which this stemmed
worthlessness is the reward ...
873 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Jun 2012 10:19pm
4th Jun 2012 10:19pm
Fundamental forces
gravity
weightlessly heavy
instantaneous gravitational effect
always there keeping me grounded
-stuck
weightlessly heavy
instantaneous gravitational effect
always there keeping me grounded
-stuck
833 reads
2 Comments
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