Submissions by pseudonymous
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Do I exist? That is hard to say, When nobody looks your way.
DARK POEM
Published
1st Feb 2015 1:58am
1st Feb 2015 1:58am
Poison Holds
I am who I am and I can't go back
This is my life, and I'm on the track
Falling inside a deeper black
I know I slipped through the cracks
In her hands, as she held my heart
I'll hit the bottom and fall apart
But it seems this is just the start
There's more to a painting than the art
There's a passion in her eyes I fell for
But I knew there was more
There was a stronger purpose than before
To get me on my knees, begging for war
Because she lives on the thrill
Of a world of poison laced pills
She's expecting the satisfying...
This is my life, and I'm on the track
Falling inside a deeper black
I know I slipped through the cracks
In her hands, as she held my heart
I'll hit the bottom and fall apart
But it seems this is just the start
There's more to a painting than the art
There's a passion in her eyes I fell for
But I knew there was more
There was a stronger purpose than before
To get me on my knees, begging for war
Because she lives on the thrill
Of a world of poison laced pills
She's expecting the satisfying...
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DARK POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 1:34am
6th Jan 2015 1:34am
By Themselves
to drain away the pain
is all i see in this
isn't this what it is?
No? I believe it's more
more to be thoughtful torn
What is this?
This pain that never
does drain away like
they said it would
was it all a lie?
To see me die?
Sure to see me cry?
But I am not the same
This is my name,
but I've been changed
Does this mean
I can't stay the same?
Can't stay sane?
Is that the price
for knowing more than
A god that doesn't exist
To fall from his grace
To the earth's face...
is all i see in this
isn't this what it is?
No? I believe it's more
more to be thoughtful torn
What is this?
This pain that never
does drain away like
they said it would
was it all a lie?
To see me die?
Sure to see me cry?
But I am not the same
This is my name,
but I've been changed
Does this mean
I can't stay the same?
Can't stay sane?
Is that the price
for knowing more than
A god that doesn't exist
To fall from his grace
To the earth's face...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2015 00:59am
6th Jan 2015 00:59am
See More
here we go again today
getting up and dressed
pretending I'm not a mess
again
I'm nothing but a bird
The wind is stronger
than I will ever be
I can make it high
if I wanted to
but I find it hard to
try anymore
I'm not all that I used to be
I don't know what I'm doing wrong
but it's wrong
let me go
let me go to find the way
I will stand high
I will soar in the sky
just watch me fly
look at me now
I'm more than you know how
to view from afar
I'm a shooting star
more...
getting up and dressed
pretending I'm not a mess
again
I'm nothing but a bird
The wind is stronger
than I will ever be
I can make it high
if I wanted to
but I find it hard to
try anymore
I'm not all that I used to be
I don't know what I'm doing wrong
but it's wrong
let me go
let me go to find the way
I will stand high
I will soar in the sky
just watch me fly
look at me now
I'm more than you know how
to view from afar
I'm a shooting star
more...
705 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
1st Jan 2015 6:02am
1st Jan 2015 6:02am
Fist and Rank
I'll never understand, fishes before the waterfall.
Never understand how a baby learns to crawl.
An ox on my heart, five horns to pierce all he wants.
A rabbit running late, no time for a response,
This hectic world is all that's new to someone like me.
Never been born before, new in this skin.
A piece of knowledge, is all I am, the master key.
A key to an imaginary world hidden within.
I am disarray, tumbled up and stuffed in flesh.
I think I'm human, but that's just a name for this mess.
This tornado that I am, made of insects in a...
Never understand how a baby learns to crawl.
An ox on my heart, five horns to pierce all he wants.
A rabbit running late, no time for a response,
This hectic world is all that's new to someone like me.
Never been born before, new in this skin.
A piece of knowledge, is all I am, the master key.
A key to an imaginary world hidden within.
I am disarray, tumbled up and stuffed in flesh.
I think I'm human, but that's just a name for this mess.
This tornado that I am, made of insects in a...
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DARK POEM
Published
31st Dec 2014 00:46am
31st Dec 2014 00:46am
Applause
This is nothing but insanity
The bait, line, and hook
Strung along a string of me
Nothing but a dirty look
At the little person who
Never really could
Next that person could be you
But until death it never would
This little one, high above
Needs to die before another
Can be strung up and loved
Like a child and their mother
But it isn't really love they get
No, it never was
It's hate and malice, do fret
You'll go down in applause
The bait, line, and hook
Strung along a string of me
Nothing but a dirty look
At the little person who
Never really could
Next that person could be you
But until death it never would
This little one, high above
Needs to die before another
Can be strung up and loved
Like a child and their mother
But it isn't really love they get
No, it never was
It's hate and malice, do fret
You'll go down in applause
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Dec 2014 7:10pm
14th Dec 2014 7:10pm
The Mind is Me
Don't look at me, please just run away. It's easier for her if she just doesn't see. Please take her away, take her to a new day. It's better if she doesn't confront this me. Please don't look back, it's all I got left to not break right here. My head is already on the track, just waiting for the train to pass by here. Please stay inside, keep her warm in your embrace. I'm letting my demons outside, and I don't want to see her face. Please protect her from the splatter that's bound to ensue, once these things are free, they'll need a new victim. Please do what I never could, I'm counting on...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2014 00:20am
12th Dec 2014 00:20am
Just One of the Boys
All that I ever am, is something you can't understand.
These thoughts that plague me so, trip me like a nasty blow.
Just like me, this little existence you can't see.
Smile for me please? I grin to hide this agony.
There's nothing to me now, you've shown me how,
To forget all I could be, to make me like society.
I can be a pinup girl, stealing the lusty eyes of the world.
Just how you like her, fragile and thin like a bird.
Swallow this petty person that's hollow, in your shadow.
So whole like the smile, I see you wear to hide...
These thoughts that plague me so, trip me like a nasty blow.
Just like me, this little existence you can't see.
Smile for me please? I grin to hide this agony.
There's nothing to me now, you've shown me how,
To forget all I could be, to make me like society.
I can be a pinup girl, stealing the lusty eyes of the world.
Just how you like her, fragile and thin like a bird.
Swallow this petty person that's hollow, in your shadow.
So whole like the smile, I see you wear to hide...
570 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Dec 2014 6:50am
7th Dec 2014 6:50am
Simple Care
For once I'm breathing clearly.
It's isn't always like this.
For once I'm living fearlessly.
It's just a simple kiss.
I've forgotten who I am underneath.
For once I've begun to care.
I'm only a shadow of what could be.
And now I'm getting scared.
It's isn't always like this.
For once I'm living fearlessly.
It's just a simple kiss.
I've forgotten who I am underneath.
For once I've begun to care.
I'm only a shadow of what could be.
And now I'm getting scared.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th Dec 2014 3:41am
4th Dec 2014 3:41am
Only a Shell.
I can be anything I want to be,
Don't take this away from me.
When did it get so hard to breathe?
Why is this mask so heavy?
Why did I forget who's underneath?
I'm giving in to this pretender.
What's it like to surrender?
I feel like it hurts forever.
Can I taste it? Can I hear it's sound?
The corners of me, oh, they're rounded.
No more protection, nothing now.
Where's the art in seclusion?
Are all I have left questions?
I see nothing but my delusions.
I find I'm sick, something I can see.
I can be anything I want to be....
Don't take this away from me.
When did it get so hard to breathe?
Why is this mask so heavy?
Why did I forget who's underneath?
I'm giving in to this pretender.
What's it like to surrender?
I feel like it hurts forever.
Can I taste it? Can I hear it's sound?
The corners of me, oh, they're rounded.
No more protection, nothing now.
Where's the art in seclusion?
Are all I have left questions?
I see nothing but my delusions.
I find I'm sick, something I can see.
I can be anything I want to be....
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2014 8:28am
22nd Nov 2014 8:28am
The Coward Saves Nothing
Gun to my head and I can only relish the thought yet again.
I blink twice and count down from this miserable ten.
There's so much to do, so much to mean, but I can't say.
I can't say that I love these conversations everyday.
~ 10 minutes before I go ~
Insanity leaks through my eyes and filters the world,
The death and decay and pain make me want to hurl.
I can't find a hand to guide me through this maze,
The eyes of the people are soulless and dazed.
~ 9 handshakes and smiles for show ~
There's walls closing in, this grin...
I blink twice and count down from this miserable ten.
There's so much to do, so much to mean, but I can't say.
I can't say that I love these conversations everyday.
~ 10 minutes before I go ~
Insanity leaks through my eyes and filters the world,
The death and decay and pain make me want to hurl.
I can't find a hand to guide me through this maze,
The eyes of the people are soulless and dazed.
~ 9 handshakes and smiles for show ~
There's walls closing in, this grin...
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Nov 2014 4:10am
20th Nov 2014 4:10am
existing
What am I existing for? This world I see through tired eyes couldn't possibly be for me. Tell me I don't exist so I don't have to persist. I want to lay down, give my soul to the clown in my head, and fall asleep six feet underground. That does sound sweet.
Being alone is a treat. To sweep the filth off the street and call it neat like it was never filled with grime. Sit here and hype the passing emotions as they bore you down and force you to drown. Drown in a sea that misses its misery.
I don't remember the days when I was free. The days when I was me. Now...
Being alone is a treat. To sweep the filth off the street and call it neat like it was never filled with grime. Sit here and hype the passing emotions as they bore you down and force you to drown. Drown in a sea that misses its misery.
I don't remember the days when I was free. The days when I was me. Now...
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