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
29th May 2014 8:45pm
29th May 2014 8:45pm
Breathe
I've forgotten how to breathe
Nothing as it ever seems
When was this easy?
I can't keep moving
This was never easy
Seems like only nothing
Breathing what we've forgotten
Nothing as it ever seems
When was this easy?
I can't keep moving
This was never easy
Seems like only nothing
Breathing what we've forgotten
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DARK POEM
Published
20th May 2014 5:46am
20th May 2014 5:46am
Crumbling to Ashes
Installed in a moment,
I feel it caving in.
The walls show movement,
cracks like porcelain.
Eyes buried deep,
The water spilling in.
Close the light, sleep.
No more scars or skin.
All my fragments,
Pulling broken strings.
Swallowing ashes,
No more broken wings.
Stars will fall,
Fire hiding the damage.
Spilling in, closing walls.
I'm crumbling into ashes.
I feel it caving in.
The walls show movement,
cracks like porcelain.
Eyes buried deep,
The water spilling in.
Close the light, sleep.
No more scars or skin.
All my fragments,
Pulling broken strings.
Swallowing ashes,
No more broken wings.
Stars will fall,
Fire hiding the damage.
Spilling in, closing walls.
I'm crumbling into ashes.
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DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2014 11:06pm
4th May 2014 11:06pm
Debris
The world fell
Late last night
But I can't tell
Left or right
The house
Is empty
The mouse
Nonchalantly
Cleaned all the cupboards
Empty and bare
The sky free of color
But there's no air
I can't breathe
And then I see
The world coming down on me
My world is all debris
Late last night
But I can't tell
Left or right
The house
Is empty
The mouse
Nonchalantly
Cleaned all the cupboards
Empty and bare
The sky free of color
But there's no air
I can't breathe
And then I see
The world coming down on me
My world is all debris
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LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2014 4:35am
22nd Apr 2014 4:35am
Beginning and the End
Words on a screen,
I've grown to love.
A face I've never seen,
But fills me with love.
I wish I could be,
All that you want me to.
But that isn't me,
So, how do I tell you?
Oh god, you hate,
All that I've said.
I curse this fate,
And the lies I've said.
Why did I fall in love?
I feel so stupid now.
Why do I still feel love?
With what I did, how?
Will I have to count the days,
That you have left me?
How many ways, can I say,
I want to love you as me?
I've grown to love.
A face I've never seen,
But fills me with love.
I wish I could be,
All that you want me to.
But that isn't me,
So, how do I tell you?
Oh god, you hate,
All that I've said.
I curse this fate,
And the lies I've said.
Why did I fall in love?
I feel so stupid now.
Why do I still feel love?
With what I did, how?
Will I have to count the days,
That you have left me?
How many ways, can I say,
I want to love you as me?
587 reads
DARK POEM
Published
31st Mar 2014 6:18am
31st Mar 2014 6:18am
Intruder
What I can never be.
An intruder sneaking in,
I hope its not me.
A facade inside this sin.
Bleeding out, slow.
Digging deeper,
Only for it all to throw.
This sin a keeper.
The voices call,
With a small beep.
A thought so tall,
I can't go to sleep.
Their wants crawl,
Under my fair skin.
A sense of brawl,
I'll never hold within.
Take me deeper please,
Don't let me get away.
Please be a tease,
Never let to morals stay.
An intruder sneaking in,
I hope its not me.
A facade inside this sin.
Bleeding out, slow.
Digging deeper,
Only for it all to throw.
This sin a keeper.
The voices call,
With a small beep.
A thought so tall,
I can't go to sleep.
Their wants crawl,
Under my fair skin.
A sense of brawl,
I'll never hold within.
Take me deeper please,
Don't let me get away.
Please be a tease,
Never let to morals stay.
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Mar 2014 3:55am
29th Mar 2014 3:55am
Demon Glass
Look at me, a dead man walking.
But then we got to talking.
I'm a demon, and I love you.
You're a demon hunter, it's true.
You never told me, till I discovered.
The enemy sign I uncovered,
On your chest, above your heart.
I felt myself fall apart.
You run, and I can only cry.
To stop you, why didn't I try?
The world doesn't look the same.
Kissing me was only a game.
But then we got to talking.
I'm a demon, and I love you.
You're a demon hunter, it's true.
You never told me, till I discovered.
The enemy sign I uncovered,
On your chest, above your heart.
I felt myself fall apart.
You run, and I can only cry.
To stop you, why didn't I try?
The world doesn't look the same.
Kissing me was only a game.
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Mar 2014 00:04am
20th Mar 2014 00:04am
Revenge
I'm living a moment,
That doesn't exist.
I swear, I'm broken,
I know this best.
But then I don't even,
Know myself fully,
Nor this demon
(And he can be unruly).
So I ask you now,
Do you understand?
Do you question how,
We stand?
Because, I do.
Because I'm not strong.
So I question you,
How are we not wrong?
So maybe, just maybe,
You can tell me.
I'm fragile like a daisy,
So please don't tell me.
No matter how hard,
I ask, I beg.
I hope I won't be heard,
About this revenge.
That doesn't exist.
I swear, I'm broken,
I know this best.
But then I don't even,
Know myself fully,
Nor this demon
(And he can be unruly).
So I ask you now,
Do you understand?
Do you question how,
We stand?
Because, I do.
Because I'm not strong.
So I question you,
How are we not wrong?
So maybe, just maybe,
You can tell me.
I'm fragile like a daisy,
So please don't tell me.
No matter how hard,
I ask, I beg.
I hope I won't be heard,
About this revenge.
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DARK POEM
Published
13th Mar 2014 3:26am
13th Mar 2014 3:26am
Witch Hunt
Tied me tight to a cross, I look longing at the sky
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
If I pray, who will hear? I am drowning in their cheers
"Devotion turned to dusty tombs"
If my love was just a curse then I have only tears to shed
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
Let it light, let it burn out bright and with it all your spite
"Feel now the weight of death and soon…"
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
If I pray, who will hear? I am drowning in their cheers
"Devotion turned to dusty tombs"
If my love was just a curse then I have only tears to shed
"Penitence for your crime! Penitence and your life!"
Let it light, let it burn out bright and with it all your spite
"Feel now the weight of death and soon…"
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DARK POEM
Published
12th Mar 2014 00:36am
12th Mar 2014 00:36am
Not Like I'd Care, Now.
Can you even read the blackboard written clear as can be?
Can you even read his mind? See that kid’s lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we’re okay this way?
Hey just tell me how
Hey just tell me how!
Can you even say the formula of area now?
Can you even scream the...
Can you even read his mind? See that kid’s lost fantasy?
Can you even find the one who dyed his red heart to black?
Hey, who could it be?
Hey, someone tell me!
Can you even solve the question with your abacus yet?
Can you even stop the rope from hanging him by his neck?
Did we really choose it right saying we’re okay this way?
Hey just tell me how
Hey just tell me how!
Can you even say the formula of area now?
Can you even scream the...
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DARK POEM
Published
11th Mar 2014 1:09am
11th Mar 2014 1:09am
A Game
My first life was so boring just forget mentioned it
And my second seemed to let me do all of the things my first life didn't
Third life was a hateful man all poison to the bone
In my fourth, I played piano but just didn't have the eyes to read the notes
In my fifth life, I supported girls - of course that wasn't all
My sixth life was corrupted though I guess it was little fun
Seventh life I cried so much and all I did was mourn
In my eighth life, was so rich I could've bought the world and EVERYTHING
In this life is a game played by a flaky...
And my second seemed to let me do all of the things my first life didn't
Third life was a hateful man all poison to the bone
In my fourth, I played piano but just didn't have the eyes to read the notes
In my fifth life, I supported girls - of course that wasn't all
My sixth life was corrupted though I guess it was little fun
Seventh life I cried so much and all I did was mourn
In my eighth life, was so rich I could've bought the world and EVERYTHING
In this life is a game played by a flaky...
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LOVE POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 2:32am
10th Mar 2014 2:32am
Screen
I will forsake everything I am
If it would help you win the dead
Dreams fly on heavy wings
Broken wings upon broken things
A smile across a billion wire
Of the words I see, I will never tire
A generic picture on a screen
I just want to see what I mean
Who are you, these words hit deep
They're kind, gentle, and sweet
You give me a hint, and walk away
Is that really what you meant to say?
If it would help you win the dead
Dreams fly on heavy wings
Broken wings upon broken things
A smile across a billion wire
Of the words I see, I will never tire
A generic picture on a screen
I just want to see what I mean
Who are you, these words hit deep
They're kind, gentle, and sweet
You give me a hint, and walk away
Is that really what you meant to say?
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Mar 2014 6:52pm
5th Mar 2014 6:52pm
The Future Disease
The purring of satisfied guilt,
Wrapped in a morning dew quilt.
The phosphate lining, potency,
Laughing stalk I'll never be.
A drench mimicry, of ugly poison.
The softness of a war begun.
Step off the corpses, dirty feet.
There's life in this empty street.
Metallic taste in our baked bread,
Emptiness that's never dead.
We struggle under our own escape,
We fly away with our invisible cape.
Wrapped in a morning dew quilt.
The phosphate lining, potency,
Laughing stalk I'll never be.
A drench mimicry, of ugly poison.
The softness of a war begun.
Step off the corpses, dirty feet.
There's life in this empty street.
Metallic taste in our baked bread,
Emptiness that's never dead.
We struggle under our own escape,
We fly away with our invisible cape.
652 reads
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