Submissions by BleedingInferno219 (Kristyn Ashley.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Artificial Rebellion.
Forget the world,
Forget your life.
Think of only fallen angels,
Know that you have seen their flight.
Sickened were you,
By some deathly plague,
Murdered were you,
Diseased to your grave.
Maybe if the auburn-headed angel,
Had thought to care,
Or even notice when fire caught,
Your thick brown hair.
Youre a heart attack,
Youre a saint,
Cry to your mother,
Over spray-paint.
Dye your hair black,
Change up your style,
Never...
Forget your life.
Think of only fallen angels,
Know that you have seen their flight.
Sickened were you,
By some deathly plague,
Murdered were you,
Diseased to your grave.
Maybe if the auburn-headed angel,
Had thought to care,
Or even notice when fire caught,
Your thick brown hair.
Youre a heart attack,
Youre a saint,
Cry to your mother,
Over spray-paint.
Dye your hair black,
Change up your style,
Never...
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43 Misfits.
Surrender all the alchohol,
Lie it centerstage.
Give it to the misfits,
We will re-wire their brains.
They must be what we desire,
They can not be misunderstood.
They must do all we require.
They can not like the feel of blood.
These misfits will no longer be introverted,
These misfits are being reset,
They were over-exposed to the perverted.
43, all in all,
43 empty heads walk through these halls.
43, full in full,
43 bodies without faces, drowning in the pool.
43 heads shaved, ...
Lie it centerstage.
Give it to the misfits,
We will re-wire their brains.
They must be what we desire,
They can not be misunderstood.
They must do all we require.
They can not like the feel of blood.
These misfits will no longer be introverted,
These misfits are being reset,
They were over-exposed to the perverted.
43, all in all,
43 empty heads walk through these halls.
43, full in full,
43 bodies without faces, drowning in the pool.
43 heads shaved, ...
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The Only Way Out.
If you were curious about if he wants you back?
If you were wondering about the heart you lack?
The only way out is sweet suicide.
That's the only way you'll ever truly lose your mind..
Sweetie he's never going to want you..
His memory will only haunt you.
He loved you,
Past-tense,
He loved you,
With regrets..
The only way to make him care,
Is to kill yourself, if you dare?
Break the mirror,
Sweet disaster,
Take the glass,
To your 'master'
The only thing left,
Is to decide what you'd like best?
...
If you were wondering about the heart you lack?
The only way out is sweet suicide.
That's the only way you'll ever truly lose your mind..
Sweetie he's never going to want you..
His memory will only haunt you.
He loved you,
Past-tense,
He loved you,
With regrets..
The only way to make him care,
Is to kill yourself, if you dare?
Break the mirror,
Sweet disaster,
Take the glass,
To your 'master'
The only thing left,
Is to decide what you'd like best?
...
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6 Comments
Mommy & Daddy.
Do you ever notice,
How dark we are becoming?
Do you ever notice,
The children aren't learning?
They sit in school,
They read the rules,
But their attention spans makes them look like fools..
In this empty parade,
They think of the days,
When Mommy and Daddy hurt them.
Mommy and Daddy really do love you,
Maybe its just weird,
How they put it through..
Mommy loves you with her fist..
Daddy loves you like your mommy.
Mommy loves it when shes pissed..
Daddy loves you so...
How dark we are becoming?
Do you ever notice,
The children aren't learning?
They sit in school,
They read the rules,
But their attention spans makes them look like fools..
In this empty parade,
They think of the days,
When Mommy and Daddy hurt them.
Mommy and Daddy really do love you,
Maybe its just weird,
How they put it through..
Mommy loves you with her fist..
Daddy loves you like your mommy.
Mommy loves it when shes pissed..
Daddy loves you so...
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Skeletons 3.
Let us all fix our problems,
We can all pretend were dead.
Nobody will bother us,
We will leave their heads.
You can lock yourself in your cellar,
Hide every specimen,
Attempt to censor..
Your closeted skeletons,
But sooner or later they will crawl back out,
Shrieking of self-resurrection.
It's really quite stunning to see,
Like a re-birth..
Or 2 or 3.
My dear,
What a troubled past indeed,
My sweet,
You tried to grow up too fast, I believe..
All the advice I can give, ...
We can all pretend were dead.
Nobody will bother us,
We will leave their heads.
You can lock yourself in your cellar,
Hide every specimen,
Attempt to censor..
Your closeted skeletons,
But sooner or later they will crawl back out,
Shrieking of self-resurrection.
It's really quite stunning to see,
Like a re-birth..
Or 2 or 3.
My dear,
What a troubled past indeed,
My sweet,
You tried to grow up too fast, I believe..
All the advice I can give, ...
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Hide Your Children.
Hide your children,
I'm a monster.
Hide your children,
The doctor's an imposter.
It's only me,
In my bloody sweet disguise.
I'm taking your children, you don't even know!
Right before your eyes.
It's me under their beds,
And late at night when they're crying,
I'm swimming through their heads,
I tell them tales of dying.
You feed your children lies,
I tell them only truth,
You say the world is beautiful,
Of the bad, I give them proof.
I grow my gang of villians,
From...
I'm a monster.
Hide your children,
The doctor's an imposter.
It's only me,
In my bloody sweet disguise.
I'm taking your children, you don't even know!
Right before your eyes.
It's me under their beds,
And late at night when they're crying,
I'm swimming through their heads,
I tell them tales of dying.
You feed your children lies,
I tell them only truth,
You say the world is beautiful,
Of the bad, I give them proof.
I grow my gang of villians,
From...
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Wonderland.
I hope you understand,
The lies they tell in your defense,
Have never fooled me,
I breathe, I live in wonderland..
Trust me,
And my pacifistic mind set,
Of all the beings I'll never hurt,
Maybe you're just a 'thing', whos pain I won't regret.
Finally I realize,
Wonderland is my drug,
Never to be legalized.
Profanities I've locked in my chest,
For you I use only my best.
Your crime is unforgivable,
You all but made my life unlivable.
I ran away to Wonderland,
Where not a soul demands. ...
The lies they tell in your defense,
Have never fooled me,
I breathe, I live in wonderland..
Trust me,
And my pacifistic mind set,
Of all the beings I'll never hurt,
Maybe you're just a 'thing', whos pain I won't regret.
Finally I realize,
Wonderland is my drug,
Never to be legalized.
Profanities I've locked in my chest,
For you I use only my best.
Your crime is unforgivable,
You all but made my life unlivable.
I ran away to Wonderland,
Where not a soul demands. ...
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It Always Works Out In Dreams.
To wake from sleep, alive from your dream,
To a whispering man, and not to scream, is nearly an impossible feat.
This soft whisper, it ruffles your dark hair,
It blows like a breeze, in the summer night air.
'Don't forget me, please?' it quoted with ease.
But then the voice got rough.
On the thirteenth word, of the next line,
The needed words were tough.
The voice cracked and got quiet, but never was it silent.
'I'm not going to deny you the truth,
And of this I'm sure, I Love You, babygirl,
See, this place isn't safe, it...
To a whispering man, and not to scream, is nearly an impossible feat.
This soft whisper, it ruffles your dark hair,
It blows like a breeze, in the summer night air.
'Don't forget me, please?' it quoted with ease.
But then the voice got rough.
On the thirteenth word, of the next line,
The needed words were tough.
The voice cracked and got quiet, but never was it silent.
'I'm not going to deny you the truth,
And of this I'm sure, I Love You, babygirl,
See, this place isn't safe, it...
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Wire-Bound.
These are the mind games we all play.
This is my description of that tragic day.
Our mission was love,
But now that bomb is blown.
To this world,
Might you console?
Not I, Certainly not me..
I play my part,
On the silver screen.
I don't fight back,
I don't even scream.
I take his punches,
I take them proud.
Though now I'm bruised,
His apology I allow.
I am the girl the director imagined.
The girl who was raised to be silently impassioned.
If my beating hadn't been seen,
Perhaps I...
This is my description of that tragic day.
Our mission was love,
But now that bomb is blown.
To this world,
Might you console?
Not I, Certainly not me..
I play my part,
On the silver screen.
I don't fight back,
I don't even scream.
I take his punches,
I take them proud.
Though now I'm bruised,
His apology I allow.
I am the girl the director imagined.
The girl who was raised to be silently impassioned.
If my beating hadn't been seen,
Perhaps I...
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Keeping it Safe.
If your reading this poem,
Addressed to you,
I'm keeping your heart safe,
Like you told me to.
They can shoot their diamond bullets,
Right to your precious chest,
But hurt your heart,
They never will.
They only put my love to the test.
I'll scratch their diamond bullets,
That tried to break the best,
I'll shatter them like stained glass,
To prove their plan was faulty, as were all the rest.
If you're reading this poem,
Addressed only to you,
I'm protecting your heart, ...
Addressed to you,
I'm keeping your heart safe,
Like you told me to.
They can shoot their diamond bullets,
Right to your precious chest,
But hurt your heart,
They never will.
They only put my love to the test.
I'll scratch their diamond bullets,
That tried to break the best,
I'll shatter them like stained glass,
To prove their plan was faulty, as were all the rest.
If you're reading this poem,
Addressed only to you,
I'm protecting your heart, ...
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The Feeling of Losing Your Head.
Your problems and mine,
In this labyrinth like children left behind.
Your problems and mine.
Now in my empty skull, they combine.
Perhaps I've reached my breaking point,
Or maybe that thoughts leaking from this joint?
And in my mind,
I've come to find..
The real world is nothing special,
Never as clever as you'd like to make it seem.
And the world is a monster..
Atleast, that's what the voices scream.
But today is my day,
And to this voice I scream 'no.'
Today is my...
In this labyrinth like children left behind.
Your problems and mine.
Now in my empty skull, they combine.
Perhaps I've reached my breaking point,
Or maybe that thoughts leaking from this joint?
And in my mind,
I've come to find..
The real world is nothing special,
Never as clever as you'd like to make it seem.
And the world is a monster..
Atleast, that's what the voices scream.
But today is my day,
And to this voice I scream 'no.'
Today is my...
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DeathWish.
Do you have a death wish?
Do you wish to die?
Am I the last one,
Or just simply one of a kind?
I over-analyze,
Yet act on impulse.
I am the emotionally unstable,
But was my daddy's perfect little girl.
I am the past,
I am the present.
I am the dark and the fright,
I am the youth and the light.
I am the violated 6 year old I used to be,
But tomorrow that girl will be a repressed memory.
I am the reason, my father is dead.
It was 2 year old me,
I could've cried.
He might've rescued me from my bed,
Maybe if...
Do you wish to die?
Am I the last one,
Or just simply one of a kind?
I over-analyze,
Yet act on impulse.
I am the emotionally unstable,
But was my daddy's perfect little girl.
I am the past,
I am the present.
I am the dark and the fright,
I am the youth and the light.
I am the violated 6 year old I used to be,
But tomorrow that girl will be a repressed memory.
I am the reason, my father is dead.
It was 2 year old me,
I could've cried.
He might've rescued me from my bed,
Maybe if...
338 reads
9 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by BleedingInferno219 (Kristyn Ashley.)