Submissions by staggering-home
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
DARK POEM
Published
5th Nov 2012 8:49am
5th Nov 2012 8:49am
Goodbye
Noose around my neck.
I'm ready to be free.
I'll jump
And the world will disappear from around me.
I'm ready to be free.
I'll jump
And the world will disappear from around me.
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 8:44pm
4th Nov 2012 8:44pm
My Purpose
All the world will envy our love.
Its depth is as deep as the sea.
As strong as the desire of the sun to rise,
The love wants to emanate from me.
Life without you
Is no life at all.
Without you to hold me up,
I’ll stumble and fall.
Just like the city lights at night
Your beauty can stun.
Every aspect of your being
Radiates greater than the sun.
Just like a river flowing through
Your blue eyes are a constant reminder
That the world isn’t only full of hatred.
You represent something kinder.
The purpose of my...
Its depth is as deep as the sea.
As strong as the desire of the sun to rise,
The love wants to emanate from me.
Life without you
Is no life at all.
Without you to hold me up,
I’ll stumble and fall.
Just like the city lights at night
Your beauty can stun.
Every aspect of your being
Radiates greater than the sun.
Just like a river flowing through
Your blue eyes are a constant reminder
That the world isn’t only full of hatred.
You represent something kinder.
The purpose of my...
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SELF POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2012 7:32pm
3rd Nov 2012 7:32pm
Hospital
I remember the sterile smell.
The lies they would always sell.
They asked if we were feeling well
But the answer we would never tell.
The thin beds my body would feel.
Every disgusting hospital meal.
With their eyes my skin would peel.
All this was supposed to heal?
The ambulance came to my door.
Bandages I wore.
My mind was quickly tore
with what I wanted more.
I loved my addiction.
But it caused so much friction.
I wanted to throw away this affliction.
But I was drowning in its restriction.
Pills I am fed....
The lies they would always sell.
They asked if we were feeling well
But the answer we would never tell.
The thin beds my body would feel.
Every disgusting hospital meal.
With their eyes my skin would peel.
All this was supposed to heal?
The ambulance came to my door.
Bandages I wore.
My mind was quickly tore
with what I wanted more.
I loved my addiction.
But it caused so much friction.
I wanted to throw away this affliction.
But I was drowning in its restriction.
Pills I am fed....
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DARK POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2012 7:00pm
3rd Nov 2012 7:00pm
Creature
I hear the
crack
of the bones in it's
back.
I see the long
fingers
and the fear inside me
lingers.
He's back to
haunt me
but first to
taunt me.
His body is
black
and a face he
lacks.
He sits under my
bed
grabbing until the night's
end.
I close my
eyes
and try to hold back my
cries.
For he comes back
every night
and then disappears
at light.
Maybe there's nothing
under my bed
maybe this creature is
all in my head.
crack
of the bones in it's
back.
I see the long
fingers
and the fear inside me
lingers.
He's back to
haunt me
but first to
taunt me.
His body is
black
and a face he
lacks.
He sits under my
bed
grabbing until the night's
end.
I close my
eyes
and try to hold back my
cries.
For he comes back
every night
and then disappears
at light.
Maybe there's nothing
under my bed
maybe this creature is
all in my head.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2012 2:12am
2nd Nov 2012 2:12am
Romance with a Bottle
My eyes don’t work
and all I feel
is a cup in my hand
and a sip of my liquid meal.
The burn is gone
I’m used to it now
since most of the bottle
has been chugged down.
My mind is spinning
I love the feeling
I feel like it’s the perfect
hand of cards I’m dealing.
No one else exists
only me and this perfect night
we have this sort of romance
that fades away at daylight.
and all I feel
is a cup in my hand
and a sip of my liquid meal.
The burn is gone
I’m used to it now
since most of the bottle
has been chugged down.
My mind is spinning
I love the feeling
I feel like it’s the perfect
hand of cards I’m dealing.
No one else exists
only me and this perfect night
we have this sort of romance
that fades away at daylight.
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DARK POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2012 1:00am
2nd Nov 2012 1:00am
Metal Kiss
I’m drowning in a sea of black.
A sea the color of the darkest night.
It’s pulling me under the surface.
The ropes around my ankles are tight.
The water is icy cold and unforgiving.
It stabs my body like knives.
Tears stream down my face mixing with the sea.
As I wonder about all the other lost lives.
As I’m struggling against the waves, the light comes.
The light at the end of the tunnel comes in carmine.
It saves me from the numbness in my body.
It shows itself through a little straight line.
This little silver hero doesn’t seem...
A sea the color of the darkest night.
It’s pulling me under the surface.
The ropes around my ankles are tight.
The water is icy cold and unforgiving.
It stabs my body like knives.
Tears stream down my face mixing with the sea.
As I wonder about all the other lost lives.
As I’m struggling against the waves, the light comes.
The light at the end of the tunnel comes in carmine.
It saves me from the numbness in my body.
It shows itself through a little straight line.
This little silver hero doesn’t seem...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 1:19pm
1st Nov 2012 1:19pm
How?
how am i supposed to make up my mind when my thoughts are always changing,
racing?
how am i supposed to know what’s right when i can’t see the differences,
variations?
how am i supposed to have that life if i don’t have the persistence,
patience?
racing?
how am i supposed to know what’s right when i can’t see the differences,
variations?
how am i supposed to have that life if i don’t have the persistence,
patience?
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DRUGS POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 00:11am
1st Nov 2012 00:11am
VoDKa & Lithium
A shot of vodka
helps the pain
and those two little pills
do the same.
They jump from my hand
into my mouth.
They silence any scream
or shout.
My body craves more lithium
to make me numb,
And with it,
more vodka is sure to come.
Drink it up,
swallow it down.
Give in to the tired,
don’t make a sound.
Let them tie you to the bed,
and quiet your head.
While making you gray,
and making your day.
helps the pain
and those two little pills
do the same.
They jump from my hand
into my mouth.
They silence any scream
or shout.
My body craves more lithium
to make me numb,
And with it,
more vodka is sure to come.
Drink it up,
swallow it down.
Give in to the tired,
don’t make a sound.
Let them tie you to the bed,
and quiet your head.
While making you gray,
and making your day.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 00:09am
1st Nov 2012 00:09am
Happiness
happiness
is fleeting
to those
unbelieving
of the lies
they are feeding
on.
is fleeting
to those
unbelieving
of the lies
they are feeding
on.
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Oct 2012 4:39am
30th Oct 2012 4:39am
Your Blue Eyes
My eyes open, crusty and still heavy.
What I see now is strange.
Swirls of color danced around.
It was too incredible to put down on a page.
Everything you would imagine
When you think of Alice’s Wonderland
Was right there in front of me.
I had the perfect world in the palm of my hand.
I finally felt complete.
Not a single thing was missing.
My entire body tingled,
And my face with a smile was kissing.
The color slowly started to fade.
Everything was withering and gray.
What had I done wrong?
Please don’t take this...
What I see now is strange.
Swirls of color danced around.
It was too incredible to put down on a page.
Everything you would imagine
When you think of Alice’s Wonderland
Was right there in front of me.
I had the perfect world in the palm of my hand.
I finally felt complete.
Not a single thing was missing.
My entire body tingled,
And my face with a smile was kissing.
The color slowly started to fade.
Everything was withering and gray.
What had I done wrong?
Please don’t take this...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Oct 2012 4:38am
30th Oct 2012 4:38am
Ana and Mia
Ana has awakened from her long slumber.
She makes her way downstairs and asks if we can be reunited.
I think about this as there’s a knock on the door.
It’s Mia, who’s come to visit me for the first time.
So now I’m stuck between Ana and Mia.
Should I let Ana get close to me once again?
Should I open the door for Mia?
Should I gladly welcome them
or force them to leave me alone?
She makes her way downstairs and asks if we can be reunited.
I think about this as there’s a knock on the door.
It’s Mia, who’s come to visit me for the first time.
So now I’m stuck between Ana and Mia.
Should I let Ana get close to me once again?
Should I open the door for Mia?
Should I gladly welcome them
or force them to leave me alone?
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