Submissions by puppycrotch
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Failing in the race for spritual acceptance,drifting behind wherever the masses lead,feeling confused.just words with a meaning of questions, the form of statements,from many perspectives
narcotic poet
like this spruce tree and
rose bush behind me
i want my sobriety to grow
and unlike my using
i will let everyone know
when i was digging
my own grave
i was living in doubt
but learning these steps
recovery will get me out
my name is chris and im a junkie
whats left to say
i believe more in my doubt
which makes it hard to pray
if i dont help myself
why the hell should God
if i need to keep my head up
why do i love to nod
why do i poke my skin
to feel what ive never had
when im missing my...
rose bush behind me
i want my sobriety to grow
and unlike my using
i will let everyone know
when i was digging
my own grave
i was living in doubt
but learning these steps
recovery will get me out
my name is chris and im a junkie
whats left to say
i believe more in my doubt
which makes it hard to pray
if i dont help myself
why the hell should God
if i need to keep my head up
why do i love to nod
why do i poke my skin
to feel what ive never had
when im missing my...
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my first break
i can tell you what you want to hear
i cant show you what you want to see
look at me when i talk to you
whats wrong
i care
i promise
i lie
better than a cardboard box under a bridge
you taste better than whisky
i cant remember the last time i smiled
or the first time i loved
ill never forget this feeling
i hate that a heart can make you live
it can kill you at the same time
my pain is settled with a pen
i realize im changed
wish i was different in your eyes
your point is taken
ill...
i cant show you what you want to see
look at me when i talk to you
whats wrong
i care
i promise
i lie
better than a cardboard box under a bridge
you taste better than whisky
i cant remember the last time i smiled
or the first time i loved
ill never forget this feeling
i hate that a heart can make you live
it can kill you at the same time
my pain is settled with a pen
i realize im changed
wish i was different in your eyes
your point is taken
ill...
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never ending war
Me not being a problem
Me not being an addict
Is like a child with blocks
Trying to do mathmatics
Like a bird without wings
Trying to fly from the nest
Having all the answers
Not passing the test
Ive realized im troubled
With a diease, undiagnosed
The main problem with me
Most dont know
Its a trouble with hunger
With an unfilling feed
Starving my family
To support my needs
Surrender is not an option
My fathers expectations so high
Guess he was too
Thats why he wasnt in my life
If i had a...
Me not being an addict
Is like a child with blocks
Trying to do mathmatics
Like a bird without wings
Trying to fly from the nest
Having all the answers
Not passing the test
Ive realized im troubled
With a diease, undiagnosed
The main problem with me
Most dont know
Its a trouble with hunger
With an unfilling feed
Starving my family
To support my needs
Surrender is not an option
My fathers expectations so high
Guess he was too
Thats why he wasnt in my life
If i had a...
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1 Comment
a known meeting
Methadone, crack, xanax, a tab
Like an octagon red sign
Stopped me from being a dad
A drink to quench my hurt
My soul gets drowned
Thinking of my selfish smile
My daughter learns to frown
She's learning how to
Read, write, and add
Minus me in her life
Sums up my pain too fast
As her hair grows in length
I shrink
Then crawl
Towards the light out of my reach
So i lean against the wall
Like a crutch to recovery
I lie to myself
But a three foot angel
Will always compell
Me to think different...
Like an octagon red sign
Stopped me from being a dad
A drink to quench my hurt
My soul gets drowned
Thinking of my selfish smile
My daughter learns to frown
She's learning how to
Read, write, and add
Minus me in her life
Sums up my pain too fast
As her hair grows in length
I shrink
Then crawl
Towards the light out of my reach
So i lean against the wall
Like a crutch to recovery
I lie to myself
But a three foot angel
Will always compell
Me to think different...
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notification
Your just pushing that touch screen with your thumbs
It has your heart confused
Your likes mean shit to me
And if your getting a daily.horoscope, well,
Your already lost
I see what photos you like
Really?
I'm not suprised,
Its just
if these quotes of "blissfully magic"
Has you thinking
the feeling it describes
Is just a dream
Then...
Let me lay next to you
So i can wake up beside mine.
I was posting things years ago
Little yellow squares,
A pen.
Nowadays, the...
It has your heart confused
Your likes mean shit to me
And if your getting a daily.horoscope, well,
Your already lost
I see what photos you like
Really?
I'm not suprised,
Its just
if these quotes of "blissfully magic"
Has you thinking
the feeling it describes
Is just a dream
Then...
Let me lay next to you
So i can wake up beside mine.
I was posting things years ago
Little yellow squares,
A pen.
Nowadays, the...
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a beautiful mirror
She hasn't called yet
I'm starting to think
this battery
Won't survive the break in my ego
I'm starting to finish
Building
The many bridges
i set aflame
Before my conviction
I've lost enough time
due to my decisions
Don't make me lose more to yours
I'm sorry,
I always bring you into my thoughts
Its the beauty i miss
That has me on a non-victorious
Search
For someone like you
You would like my new songs
I would like a phone call
I no longer complain about spaghetti
I just don't eat...
I'm starting to think
this battery
Won't survive the break in my ego
I'm starting to finish
Building
The many bridges
i set aflame
Before my conviction
I've lost enough time
due to my decisions
Don't make me lose more to yours
I'm sorry,
I always bring you into my thoughts
Its the beauty i miss
That has me on a non-victorious
Search
For someone like you
You would like my new songs
I would like a phone call
I no longer complain about spaghetti
I just don't eat...
679 reads
1 Comment
life attack
Does my heart have feelings
Does my heart have control
Can my heart take back
What i can't let go
Can my heart stand up and brace for a fight, when its stuck in darkness,
Standing in light
Can hearts be mended and apathy be ceased,
When my hearts missing,
You,
The best piece
If my heart had a voice
Would it know what to say
My heart was trash
You,
Swept it away
My heart was fire
It burnt your soul
Your,
Love was a game
I missed the goal
Hearts produce life and they can take it away...
Does my heart have control
Can my heart take back
What i can't let go
Can my heart stand up and brace for a fight, when its stuck in darkness,
Standing in light
Can hearts be mended and apathy be ceased,
When my hearts missing,
You,
The best piece
If my heart had a voice
Would it know what to say
My heart was trash
You,
Swept it away
My heart was fire
It burnt your soul
Your,
Love was a game
I missed the goal
Hearts produce life and they can take it away...
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worst than elm street
I'm horrible at life
Good at dope
Which makes me an addict
With little hope
I shoot up a wish
My arms start to scar
Floating in the sky
Getting high on a star
I look at a picture
Smile at my daughter
Wonder what she thinks of me
Not being a father
Wonder if she knows how my fear became complacent
Doing what i wanted to do
Not worrying how she made it
Wonder if she knows
Me looking at her smile
her tears become my fears
I cry for a while
Fear has four letters
Love has the same ...
Good at dope
Which makes me an addict
With little hope
I shoot up a wish
My arms start to scar
Floating in the sky
Getting high on a star
I look at a picture
Smile at my daughter
Wonder what she thinks of me
Not being a father
Wonder if she knows how my fear became complacent
Doing what i wanted to do
Not worrying how she made it
Wonder if she knows
Me looking at her smile
her tears become my fears
I cry for a while
Fear has four letters
Love has the same ...
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4 Comments
Cast Away
As i continue this junk
That used to be my treasure
I wish i could take it away
Bury it forever
In a hole on an island
Not in my arm
Realizing I'm submerged in addiction
I wish i was not
X marks the spot
I bleed from my harm
This tree catches my rest
I stare at my palms
The regret washes up
My signal becomes faded
Starting fire with remanets
From bridges I've taken
As i sail through the wind
A little help from the sea
I wish i could sink this needle
In something besides me
Just like the ocean...
That used to be my treasure
I wish i could take it away
Bury it forever
In a hole on an island
Not in my arm
Realizing I'm submerged in addiction
I wish i was not
X marks the spot
I bleed from my harm
This tree catches my rest
I stare at my palms
The regret washes up
My signal becomes faded
Starting fire with remanets
From bridges I've taken
As i sail through the wind
A little help from the sea
I wish i could sink this needle
In something besides me
Just like the ocean...
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ME
These masks that i bear
That make me look unweathered
When underneath the happiness
Ill be unsatisfied forever
As the tears flow
behind what i wear to make
You smile
I put on the mask of a father
So i don't seem like a child
As the responsibilities grow
My emotions shrink in size
So i piece together more masks
To cover up my lies
Like a carnival clown I'm smiling
The makeup doesn't come off
I'm a joke to those who like me
And i hide when i speak to God
Behind a mask of mad confusion
With a mask of not wanting...
That make me look unweathered
When underneath the happiness
Ill be unsatisfied forever
As the tears flow
behind what i wear to make
You smile
I put on the mask of a father
So i don't seem like a child
As the responsibilities grow
My emotions shrink in size
So i piece together more masks
To cover up my lies
Like a carnival clown I'm smiling
The makeup doesn't come off
I'm a joke to those who like me
And i hide when i speak to God
Behind a mask of mad confusion
With a mask of not wanting...
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French fry cabin,mashed potatoe mountains
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foreskin
Sometimes i wish my mom would have swallowed me, or at least taking me in the butt.
I feel like such an ass anyway,at the things that come out of my mouth,that either could have happened, and in some weird scientific miracle, i could have came into this cruel, selfish, torture, most call life. I found my true friends, and like a Kurt Cobain ending, their in my head.
I don't mean to sound so down all the time, but being high has lost its fun, so what else to do.
I found someone who i think i can get to love me, but I'm far to wrong for her to think I'm right,no matter how much i...
I feel like such an ass anyway,at the things that come out of my mouth,that either could have happened, and in some weird scientific miracle, i could have came into this cruel, selfish, torture, most call life. I found my true friends, and like a Kurt Cobain ending, their in my head.
I don't mean to sound so down all the time, but being high has lost its fun, so what else to do.
I found someone who i think i can get to love me, but I'm far to wrong for her to think I'm right,no matter how much i...
710 reads
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