Submissions by simply_complicated
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've always had an interest in writing. But I don't really know what I'm doing. So bare with me :)
Free
I once said "Let's sit on a rooftop at 2am and introduce me to your mind."
But I already knew then as much as I needed to.
It was a reach and a waste of my precious time.
Cuz really the only person whose mind I need introduced to is my own.
I want my own rooftop at 2am. Stars bright above.
My world. My oasis.
I'll figure out what I am and who I'm yet to be.
Enjoy your roof and your simple self.
I'm setting myself free.
But I already knew then as much as I needed to.
It was a reach and a waste of my precious time.
Cuz really the only person whose mind I need introduced to is my own.
I want my own rooftop at 2am. Stars bright above.
My world. My oasis.
I'll figure out what I am and who I'm yet to be.
Enjoy your roof and your simple self.
I'm setting myself free.
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We used to be friends
Why do you check my story?
Why did you unblock me?
You don't know who I am anymore.
You don't know what I'm doing and where I'm going.
This path I'm on is rough. Full of twists and turns.
Full of pot holes at every bend.
It is rough and full of pain but I know I have so much to gain.
I can see the light.
I will run. I will fight.
I will fucking win.
Will you?
I sincerely hope you do.
Why did you unblock me?
You don't know who I am anymore.
You don't know what I'm doing and where I'm going.
This path I'm on is rough. Full of twists and turns.
Full of pot holes at every bend.
It is rough and full of pain but I know I have so much to gain.
I can see the light.
I will run. I will fight.
I will fucking win.
Will you?
I sincerely hope you do.
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Voices
You can get drunk
Do drugs
Cut.
The voices still won't stop
No matter what.
They're forever there
Stuck.
In my head
Yelling, screaming, cursing
That's what it's supposed to be like
Right?
Wrong.
They sit and wait for the perfect moment
The pounce
Where they tear you to pieces
Torment.
That's what they're good at.
Do drugs
Cut.
The voices still won't stop
No matter what.
They're forever there
Stuck.
In my head
Yelling, screaming, cursing
That's what it's supposed to be like
Right?
Wrong.
They sit and wait for the perfect moment
The pounce
Where they tear you to pieces
Torment.
That's what they're good at.
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Mirror
I broke the mirror.
Head tossed back in a hurried, rushed state of desire
Sitting on the bathroom sink
He drives into me
Harder, faster, better
Than ever.
No mercy
One last thrust and I shatter
But not just me, also the mirror.
Head tossed back in a hurried, rushed state of desire
Sitting on the bathroom sink
He drives into me
Harder, faster, better
Than ever.
No mercy
One last thrust and I shatter
But not just me, also the mirror.
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Stuck
Addiction
It's freeing, it's fast
It gives you something to hold onto
For a moment
And then it fades and you're back
Stuck.
Where you never want to be
And you wonder what it feels like to be free
Forever.
Do you go there?
Or do you stay here?
Stuck.
It's freeing, it's fast
It gives you something to hold onto
For a moment
And then it fades and you're back
Stuck.
Where you never want to be
And you wonder what it feels like to be free
Forever.
Do you go there?
Or do you stay here?
Stuck.
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Run
Running from the past.
Run fast.
Don't stop.
Push.
Just a little further.
He's right behind you.
He's catching up.
Quick, move, hide.
He's gone.
Just for the moment.
Catch your breath.
You're fine.
You survived.
Run fast.
Don't stop.
Push.
Just a little further.
He's right behind you.
He's catching up.
Quick, move, hide.
He's gone.
Just for the moment.
Catch your breath.
You're fine.
You survived.
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