Submissions by LeeMenke
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm 20. i don't know a damned thing about the world. To call myself an experienced poet would be asinine and ignorant. I write free-verse or haiku.
To my amnesiac self.
I want to deceive fate. I want you to forget the pain caused by fate. Everything is meant to happen. So if I achieve success. I will change fate. In turn ill change the world. You have potential that I waste everyday. I deserve not a single drop of it. You will have my potential. You will have every talent I have yet you will lose all my skills. Its up to you to get more skills. After all, you do have my toolbox. Although it is a bit rusty. Not a tool box made of hammer and nail. A toolbox of the infinite. Another piece of my potential. My very pain has defeated me. Not because I admit...
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The Virus Inside
All the time you have been trying, trying to sit up straight put on a face finish tying your shoe lace to win the race trying not to trip trying not to get laughed at attacked for being a drag life hasn’t been going good you felt like you have never been loved watching a porno at ten year sold trying to get a load off cant even stop you are trying to get to the top you trip fall down hit the ground smack getting laughed at because you couldn’t even last you go to a party to have a blast people getting high to stay alive people going to the library looking at the city’s archives looking at how...
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Healthy/Happy
Who are you?
i am neither friend or foe
where am i
in a type of limbo...
Where is that?
between life and death
whats that?
two buttons to press
what do they do?
this one kills everyone
this one kills you...
no truth, just choice
either way
there will be no noise
i am neither friend or foe
where am i
in a type of limbo...
Where is that?
between life and death
whats that?
two buttons to press
what do they do?
this one kills everyone
this one kills you...
no truth, just choice
either way
there will be no noise
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Methods no madness, complete and absolute imperfection
My conscience keeps me conscious
Not falling in to the forbidden sleep
Tempted to reap
The sowed souls of defeat
The voices never speak
The mute baritone never atones
Begging to be stoned
Their knives are honed
A splintered edge
I listen with no intention
left with my own demonic invention
My own sacrifice's devices
The Wiser of Vice's bitter end
a crescent moon's tale of doubloons
red lace veils tattered on the battlefield
the pain those endure deserve respect and honor
yet, yet the train...
Not falling in to the forbidden sleep
Tempted to reap
The sowed souls of defeat
The voices never speak
The mute baritone never atones
Begging to be stoned
Their knives are honed
A splintered edge
I listen with no intention
left with my own demonic invention
My own sacrifice's devices
The Wiser of Vice's bitter end
a crescent moon's tale of doubloons
red lace veils tattered on the battlefield
the pain those endure deserve respect and honor
yet, yet the train...
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Diary Entry of a Madman
I am what I was but what I was, was what you seen me to be but what I am is no different from what you are" the world" for I’m a madman
This is my story I claim truth but truth is
So easily fabricated in to what you want isn’t it?
To hear I present to you what I believe to be just what "what is"
I fly I sing I cry I die but I’m here so close to a true death we are back to what truth is.
God is true but no one believes that but if a **** says she clean...
We cling to that bullshit which is really wrong I’m just trying to sort things out
have...
This is my story I claim truth but truth is
So easily fabricated in to what you want isn’t it?
To hear I present to you what I believe to be just what "what is"
I fly I sing I cry I die but I’m here so close to a true death we are back to what truth is.
God is true but no one believes that but if a **** says she clean...
We cling to that bullshit which is really wrong I’m just trying to sort things out
have...
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My Life Summed Up Continued....
With my hands ive built and broken
With my mouth ive spit and spoken
I've learned that pain is certain.
I made an act to hide the facts
That lie behind the burgundy curtain.
Comedy isn't a tragedy
The ones laughing are hiding their depravity.
With my mouth ive spit and spoken
I've learned that pain is certain.
I made an act to hide the facts
That lie behind the burgundy curtain.
Comedy isn't a tragedy
The ones laughing are hiding their depravity.
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Cereal Eating Clouds
Imma write my heart out tonight
its gonna be like a kite
flying in the sky
waving
like a hand, saying hi
dropping the spoon
cause buttaflies can't sigh
Crickets can picket though
silence!
Tell that to the system.
its gonna be like a kite
flying in the sky
waving
like a hand, saying hi
dropping the spoon
cause buttaflies can't sigh
Crickets can picket though
silence!
Tell that to the system.
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Myself: Summed up.
With my hands I've built and broken.
With my mouth I've spit and spoken.
With my mouth I've spit and spoken.
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Taint and a pint of paint. Chimichangas please
Crash test dummy..that i am
clinging on a clam
Shut the fuck up....me, son of sam
Serial killer with a cause of peaceful corruption
seeping through your couch cushion
blop bloop,that isn't your blood...
your soup
crazed
lets play techno on a loop
lets drive crazy and go to hell
a tale you can't tell
my house, your cell
hadouken
your fuckin stupid
(This should't make no sense
a certain code, for old folk with bloody fishing poles)
clinging on a clam
Shut the fuck up....me, son of sam
Serial killer with a cause of peaceful corruption
seeping through your couch cushion
blop bloop,that isn't your blood...
your soup
crazed
lets play techno on a loop
lets drive crazy and go to hell
a tale you can't tell
my house, your cell
hadouken
your fuckin stupid
(This should't make no sense
a certain code, for old folk with bloody fishing poles)
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f**k The Rich
Fuck The Rich
I see the world
broken and torn
Why isnt the money riped up and burned
Why the fuck do rich people survive wars?
While the poor is watching jersey shore
confused
lied to
This is the life we live
Ignorant distrated bullshit
Us americans
I ask myself why the fuck do we fight?
Blood in the light
pussy tight on wall street tonight
money on trees
sold son to shoot up her knees
cause her fucking arms are too fucking diseased
Rich kids blaring wayne
while the poor sit there and complain
Life is rough...
I see the world
broken and torn
Why isnt the money riped up and burned
Why the fuck do rich people survive wars?
While the poor is watching jersey shore
confused
lied to
This is the life we live
Ignorant distrated bullshit
Us americans
I ask myself why the fuck do we fight?
Blood in the light
pussy tight on wall street tonight
money on trees
sold son to shoot up her knees
cause her fucking arms are too fucking diseased
Rich kids blaring wayne
while the poor sit there and complain
Life is rough...
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Don't Squander Life
Life is very precious. I guess that’s why people trample all over it. We humans have shit in one hand and gold in the other. We almost always pick the shit over the gold.
“Yea, I’ll I do that line of coke.”
“Hey bro, let’s go fuck them drunk chicks.”
“I’m going to let my kids be watched by strangers while I suck your dick for some meth”
That last one isn’t a hypothetical, it has happened, and happened and happened and it’s happening right now. Every evil you can imagine is happening right at this very moment in time. Good chance its happening right next door, or in...
“Yea, I’ll I do that line of coke.”
“Hey bro, let’s go fuck them drunk chicks.”
“I’m going to let my kids be watched by strangers while I suck your dick for some meth”
That last one isn’t a hypothetical, it has happened, and happened and happened and it’s happening right now. Every evil you can imagine is happening right at this very moment in time. Good chance its happening right next door, or in...
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Sweet Cruelty
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty leave me be
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty let me be free
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty how I'm addicted to my own misery.
My needle: Pain.
My drug: Pain.
My Drug pain.
MY DRUG: PAIN!
Vanity ohhh sweet sweet vanity, why have you stolen my sanity?
Why am I trapped?
What purpose is there?
A key?
A gun?
What is...a way out?
Truth?
Blissful lies told year after year?
State of mind
Grinded bones
Tireless nights
Days do not exist.
Stability, pure bullshit.
Death, a reality but a...
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty let me be free
SWEET Cruelty, SWEET Cruelty how I'm addicted to my own misery.
My needle: Pain.
My drug: Pain.
My Drug pain.
MY DRUG: PAIN!
Vanity ohhh sweet sweet vanity, why have you stolen my sanity?
Why am I trapped?
What purpose is there?
A key?
A gun?
What is...a way out?
Truth?
Blissful lies told year after year?
State of mind
Grinded bones
Tireless nights
Days do not exist.
Stability, pure bullshit.
Death, a reality but a...
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