Submissions by robertjw4688
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing for about eight years. I mostly write about my struggles with depression and anxiety but sometimes venture into politics, love, and almost every other topic. Most of my influence comes from music.
ANGER POEM
Published
15th Sep 2012 5:36am
15th Sep 2012 5:36am
Chaos Theory
You better hold on to that hurricane while you can
Before it's dropped and whittles to your core
Probably should have learned to restrain that energy
Drape your troubles in mountains, perhaps?
But no, it's just one big mass buried below sea level
And soon you'll be drowning in your own discontent
All because you refused to leave
Before it's dropped and whittles to your core
Probably should have learned to restrain that energy
Drape your troubles in mountains, perhaps?
But no, it's just one big mass buried below sea level
And soon you'll be drowning in your own discontent
All because you refused to leave
790 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2012 4:35am
5th Sep 2012 4:35am
An Unfinished Poem I Wrote In The Mental Hospital
I told myself if it ever came to this that I would bleed oceans
But my heart isn’t pumping anything worth swimming in
Just a few gallons of leftover tar and some noxious fumes
Everything moves so slow now it’s like love’s organs
Frozen enough to make you want to sleep for decades
This is the holocaust for the insomniac
Who wonders the alleyways of their own brain
Trying to find a dead stray to use as a blanket or cushion
The people behind the padded walls seem so nice
Though I probably don’t deserve what they’re...
But my heart isn’t pumping anything worth swimming in
Just a few gallons of leftover tar and some noxious fumes
Everything moves so slow now it’s like love’s organs
Frozen enough to make you want to sleep for decades
This is the holocaust for the insomniac
Who wonders the alleyways of their own brain
Trying to find a dead stray to use as a blanket or cushion
The people behind the padded walls seem so nice
Though I probably don’t deserve what they’re...
759 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th Aug 2012 4:39pm
24th Aug 2012 4:39pm
I Attempted Suicide And All I Got Were These Lousy Medications
I have exhausted the limbs of salvation
By doing absolutely nothing with everything
Grandfather clock coughs by the seconds
We shall harmonize, he and I
Burning cancer to choke out desperation
Freight train in my guts derailed from the smoke
I shit out steel and bones after every meal
And then cut myself on the remains
This world would be dead if I wasn't drained
But the western hemisphere is going numb anyway
None of it really matters at all
These pacifiers in an orange bottle I suckle
They only delay the digging of an honorable exit
By doing absolutely nothing with everything
Grandfather clock coughs by the seconds
We shall harmonize, he and I
Burning cancer to choke out desperation
Freight train in my guts derailed from the smoke
I shit out steel and bones after every meal
And then cut myself on the remains
This world would be dead if I wasn't drained
But the western hemisphere is going numb anyway
None of it really matters at all
These pacifiers in an orange bottle I suckle
They only delay the digging of an honorable exit
807 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
20th Aug 2012 5:13am
20th Aug 2012 5:13am
The Mating Habits Of Barnyard Animals
I love it when I stick my tongue down your throat
Sewage pours from your mouth like a junkie's last breath
And when you rummage your fingers through my guts
It feels as if there are tornadoes tearing up my stomach
We hold each other as the grass below us blisters and the world burns
Debating whether or not to throw the other into the fire
Sewage pours from your mouth like a junkie's last breath
And when you rummage your fingers through my guts
It feels as if there are tornadoes tearing up my stomach
We hold each other as the grass below us blisters and the world burns
Debating whether or not to throw the other into the fire
825 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
14th Aug 2012 6:36am
14th Aug 2012 6:36am
My Only Anger Problem Is Existence
957 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
11th Aug 2012 7:18am
11th Aug 2012 7:18am
Erotica Is Boring
She asked me what sex is like and how it feels
I told her it's like a meteorite crashing into the earth
A wide extinction event caused by an addition of mass
When we push the virus through our gaping pores
When we launch our children into the visible unknown
One must wonder if the human race ever actually evolved
Or if it still latches onto its neanderthal dreams
Fascinated by the fire that slowly raptures us all
I told her it's like a meteorite crashing into the earth
A wide extinction event caused by an addition of mass
When we push the virus through our gaping pores
When we launch our children into the visible unknown
One must wonder if the human race ever actually evolved
Or if it still latches onto its neanderthal dreams
Fascinated by the fire that slowly raptures us all
930 reads
16 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2012 4:37am
8th Aug 2012 4:37am
Life Sucks, Dickhead!
I.
Funny how a romantic becomes a misogynist
Like a chameleon who can’t control his defenses
Or a homeless man who wants nothing but an embrace
Knowledge is power, this is true
It is a weapon I use against the Goddess
Before turning it on myself
II.
Sick of sickness and tired of lethargy
I focus my taste on the patches in the atmosphere
And listen to the drum circle below the bones
They gasp for sympathy and understanding
I drown them out with cigarette smoke
III.
Complacent are we, prisoners of eagles
Trapped in suburban...
Funny how a romantic becomes a misogynist
Like a chameleon who can’t control his defenses
Or a homeless man who wants nothing but an embrace
Knowledge is power, this is true
It is a weapon I use against the Goddess
Before turning it on myself
II.
Sick of sickness and tired of lethargy
I focus my taste on the patches in the atmosphere
And listen to the drum circle below the bones
They gasp for sympathy and understanding
I drown them out with cigarette smoke
III.
Complacent are we, prisoners of eagles
Trapped in suburban...
1226 reads
12 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Aug 2012 5:32am
6th Aug 2012 5:32am
A Little Bitter
I hope this bastard world eats itself and chokes on the crumbs
I hope love hangs itself from the cracks in the sky
I hope my part-time friends collide into a pile of bones
I hope politicians are eaten alive by the streets
I hope the orange people fall apart in the snow
I hope I fall asleep under the sheets of forever
I hope love hangs itself from the cracks in the sky
I hope my part-time friends collide into a pile of bones
I hope politicians are eaten alive by the streets
I hope the orange people fall apart in the snow
I hope I fall asleep under the sheets of forever
906 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
5th Aug 2012 4:27am
5th Aug 2012 4:27am
Trapped Above
You itch to be placed on that pedestal
Too bad it would break beneath your ego
Although I can't help but wonder
How your beauty would look, all scattered
As ugly and disoriented as your soul
Too bad it would break beneath your ego
Although I can't help but wonder
How your beauty would look, all scattered
As ugly and disoriented as your soul
729 reads
12 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2012 5:17pm
2nd Aug 2012 5:17pm
A Personal Choice
If I were to give myself to the steel
You probably wouldn't notice at all
If you did, it would just be an afterthought
A stuck thorn you use to gain sympathy
Then promptly pull out when satisfied
My depression is like the vine it came from
It grows until it strangles the child watering it
Then hangs his body high where no one can see
Except for the dying angels and vultures
You probably wouldn't notice at all
If you did, it would just be an afterthought
A stuck thorn you use to gain sympathy
Then promptly pull out when satisfied
My depression is like the vine it came from
It grows until it strangles the child watering it
Then hangs his body high where no one can see
Except for the dying angels and vultures
1007 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2012 5:15pm
2nd Aug 2012 5:15pm
The Message Is: There Is No Message
I am an animated adolescent
Who lives in a colorless suburb
My girlfriend is a mouse or a rat
I can never really tell which
She talks in smoke rings
Above the music our town makes
Every Christmas there is a sleepover
And the whole town argues over where
I usually just hope it’s not here
Because I feel ill in this gathering
Some rockstar said I have cancer
It’s localized in my tonsils
That I keep in a jar next to my bed
Who lives in a colorless suburb
My girlfriend is a mouse or a rat
I can never really tell which
She talks in smoke rings
Above the music our town makes
Every Christmas there is a sleepover
And the whole town argues over where
I usually just hope it’s not here
Because I feel ill in this gathering
Some rockstar said I have cancer
It’s localized in my tonsils
That I keep in a jar next to my bed
982 reads
6 Comments
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