Submissions by writtinginthedarck (Writtinginthedark)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
AS a poet I write mostly urban poetry. All my poems come from a type of experience I've had, and/or something that is happening to me at the time. I can really write about anything anywhere at any time with anyone =)
RE: GIRLS LOVE BEYONCE
Guys like to think girls fuck with their conscience
but lately what ya'll been lakin is something called knowledge
Its your mind, how can someone else corrupt it
If time heals all, than what I'm sayin is fuck it
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one with a brain
Their your feelings, so their yours to tame
I guess failure is what brings knowledge
And lack of let down dissipates a self conscience
Its a constant.... battle of the sexes of who's more heart-less
Meanwhile its just the whole human race
Being thought-less
Why do we...
but lately what ya'll been lakin is something called knowledge
Its your mind, how can someone else corrupt it
If time heals all, than what I'm sayin is fuck it
Sometimes I feel like I'm the only one with a brain
Their your feelings, so their yours to tame
I guess failure is what brings knowledge
And lack of let down dissipates a self conscience
Its a constant.... battle of the sexes of who's more heart-less
Meanwhile its just the whole human race
Being thought-less
Why do we...
743 reads
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Un-graspful Love
By him shot to hell
And I didnt hit the floor when I fell
He catches me and picks up the pieces everytime
Like pleading guilty to his heart breaking crime
I fix myself than he shatters me and I use him as my crutch
Only he broke the mirror and I'm stuck with the bad luck
We lean on each other for comfort and we both know its bad
So our issues help us fall back until seperation makes us mad
He is the strongest person I've ever know
But when I get him in the rite place his strength is thrown
I don't understand this...
And I didnt hit the floor when I fell
He catches me and picks up the pieces everytime
Like pleading guilty to his heart breaking crime
I fix myself than he shatters me and I use him as my crutch
Only he broke the mirror and I'm stuck with the bad luck
We lean on each other for comfort and we both know its bad
So our issues help us fall back until seperation makes us mad
He is the strongest person I've ever know
But when I get him in the rite place his strength is thrown
I don't understand this...
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writing=life
Damn eyes wide open don't know how long its been
Like i received my heart im the girl made of tin
Opened up to a new world far away from sin
Like melody receiving her new set of fins
Never felt the way I feel rite now but I'm breathing
Part of the real world no longer dreaming
Now I have something to believe in
Its like I'm coming back to life
Like i received my heart im the girl made of tin
Opened up to a new world far away from sin
Like melody receiving her new set of fins
Never felt the way I feel rite now but I'm breathing
Part of the real world no longer dreaming
Now I have something to believe in
Its like I'm coming back to life
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Un-regretted Mistakes
We swore we'de take it slow this time,
Try again and get it rite,
But the sexual tension bewteen us is too strong,
I cant help but admire his perfect jaw line and cut arms
I sigh heavy and imagine how he looks ontop of me,
And how it feels with his hard cock in me,
I want to feel his back muscles tense,
As I wrap my hands on his neck
Hes just as twisted as I am,
Pulls my hair back, until my neck bends,
When he digs his nails into my back,
I lose my mind, and sanity is what I lack
He says my name and it brings me back to clarity,...
Try again and get it rite,
But the sexual tension bewteen us is too strong,
I cant help but admire his perfect jaw line and cut arms
I sigh heavy and imagine how he looks ontop of me,
And how it feels with his hard cock in me,
I want to feel his back muscles tense,
As I wrap my hands on his neck
Hes just as twisted as I am,
Pulls my hair back, until my neck bends,
When he digs his nails into my back,
I lose my mind, and sanity is what I lack
He says my name and it brings me back to clarity,...
1104 reads
4 Comments
Write for my son
Does true love genuinely exist, or just a cliche
Perhaps its just the feeling received with your favorite song on replay
Why do we tend to make it a life mission to find
Why is it so hardwired into our minds
True love is just positive energy and attraction
If one is vibing negatively it wont add up like an improper fraction
To me true love is found in my son
Maybe that's why I'm not so provoked to find the "one"
His curles and big brown eyes
To the dimples on his cheeks and cute chunky thighs
The way he comes to me...
Perhaps its just the feeling received with your favorite song on replay
Why do we tend to make it a life mission to find
Why is it so hardwired into our minds
True love is just positive energy and attraction
If one is vibing negatively it wont add up like an improper fraction
To me true love is found in my son
Maybe that's why I'm not so provoked to find the "one"
His curles and big brown eyes
To the dimples on his cheeks and cute chunky thighs
The way he comes to me...
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Used-but she likes it; part 1
Shes got those big ol' eyes
Flawless-even when she cries
Perfection - on the outside
Inside she keeps in all the lies
Close your eyes fly
Picture yourself laying in the sky
That is how she starts out trying to sleep at night
Fail - her mind starts to travel
Falls out the sky as her mind is unraveled
Sle3p isn't even near
Her unoccupied mind is her biggest fear
Her phone ringtone cuts her out of her zone
She answers it, he asks if shes down for patron
She replies with you already know
He says I'm on my way is anyone home
She knows...
Flawless-even when she cries
Perfection - on the outside
Inside she keeps in all the lies
Close your eyes fly
Picture yourself laying in the sky
That is how she starts out trying to sleep at night
Fail - her mind starts to travel
Falls out the sky as her mind is unraveled
Sle3p isn't even near
Her unoccupied mind is her biggest fear
Her phone ringtone cuts her out of her zone
She answers it, he asks if shes down for patron
She replies with you already know
He says I'm on my way is anyone home
She knows...
960 reads
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Guys Hurt too
And he doesn't have a type
He's too caught up to work or fight
So he goes for whoever acknowledges him first
Still he wonders why his relationships never work
The first pretty face who bats her eyes
Up until whoever feeds him the tastiest lies
The one who depends on his low self esteem
She feeds off his tears as if it's what she fiends
He never had someone who loved him equally
Someone who truly cared or believed in he
So when it happens he'll push her away
But she understands so she won't walk away
She's been there done that but he's worth the...
He's too caught up to work or fight
So he goes for whoever acknowledges him first
Still he wonders why his relationships never work
The first pretty face who bats her eyes
Up until whoever feeds him the tastiest lies
The one who depends on his low self esteem
She feeds off his tears as if it's what she fiends
He never had someone who loved him equally
Someone who truly cared or believed in he
So when it happens he'll push her away
But she understands so she won't walk away
She's been there done that but he's worth the...
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Be your Own Religion
be your own saint//heal your own pain//don't scream for help using someone else"s name//your problems are yours to tame// you control your path not this god// religion creates nothing but angry mobs// people who categorize who's good and who's bad// same damn people screaming out "fags!"//how can something that reps purity and kindness be so evil// fuck leaning on faith create your own sequel// you got yourself where your at now// if you don't like it don't get on your knees and pout // stand up take control this is your story// and when you do it on your own praise your self...
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Thought I ment more mom
i love how soothing writing is to me
i can just sit, type and it sets me free
i guess its one of the reasons I've never turned to drugs
and another why i don't need to be healed with hugs
its amazing how i can self sooth by writing
and once i begin it all comes out i cant stop typing
i know what I'm reading is true because there my own thoughts
and if i shed a tear i write alone, so i wont get caught
I've been my mother's rock since the day i was born
put my childhood on pause because her heart was torn
she stayed with my father because she was stuck...
i can just sit, type and it sets me free
i guess its one of the reasons I've never turned to drugs
and another why i don't need to be healed with hugs
its amazing how i can self sooth by writing
and once i begin it all comes out i cant stop typing
i know what I'm reading is true because there my own thoughts
and if i shed a tear i write alone, so i wont get caught
I've been my mother's rock since the day i was born
put my childhood on pause because her heart was torn
she stayed with my father because she was stuck...
989 reads
9 Comments
The life that never wouldd
Misunderstood,
The baby that never would
The life that never stood,
No chance for breath,
Destined for death,
These are the thoughts that sit up in my head,
No choice of his own,
Methotrexate to stop his growth,
No thoughts entered his dome,
No more worries for her,
these thoughts never occur,
Until at night - when she lays with no light,
And fights the thoughts off on how she took a life,
Murder of the first degree-subliminally,
Now her actions attack her emotionally,
For him its no big deal,
It wasn't something he'd feel,...
The baby that never would
The life that never stood,
No chance for breath,
Destined for death,
These are the thoughts that sit up in my head,
No choice of his own,
Methotrexate to stop his growth,
No thoughts entered his dome,
No more worries for her,
these thoughts never occur,
Until at night - when she lays with no light,
And fights the thoughts off on how she took a life,
Murder of the first degree-subliminally,
Now her actions attack her emotionally,
For him its no big deal,
It wasn't something he'd feel,...
743 reads
5 Comments
The Build Up

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