Submissions by Pathospassion
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I regulate the silence.
Where this narcissism ends is what is important ( I am)
I am that unforeseen kiss
You gladly received
From the guy you liked in sixth grade
And somehow I am your married maid
Who taught you self defense against invisible monsters
She deemed strangers
Even before you knew the true magnitude of it
I am your graduation pictures
That everyone thought were perfect
As long as they ignored your stomach
And somehow I am your prom dress
You had to get two sizes bigger
Than what you expected
I am even the daughter you had in college
Who kept you going everyday
And God knows I am your...
You gladly received
From the guy you liked in sixth grade
And somehow I am your married maid
Who taught you self defense against invisible monsters
She deemed strangers
Even before you knew the true magnitude of it
I am your graduation pictures
That everyone thought were perfect
As long as they ignored your stomach
And somehow I am your prom dress
You had to get two sizes bigger
Than what you expected
I am even the daughter you had in college
Who kept you going everyday
And God knows I am your...
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5 Comments
Nothing
Written May 9, 2012
I am nothing now
So when my heart implodes
And I am broken open
No one sees that I am gone
Until they feel hollow and assume
Only nothing has died
But how can nothing cry
Little salty bits of poetry
And bleed stanzas born of joy and sorrow
How can nothing love and break
Into portions made for mice
And still hope for tomorrow
To awaken and try to be nice
How can nothing fear a phony word
That ruins trust and drowns nations
But still lie to himself and say that
Everything is okay...
I am nothing now
So when my heart implodes
And I am broken open
No one sees that I am gone
Until they feel hollow and assume
Only nothing has died
But how can nothing cry
Little salty bits of poetry
And bleed stanzas born of joy and sorrow
How can nothing love and break
Into portions made for mice
And still hope for tomorrow
To awaken and try to be nice
How can nothing fear a phony word
That ruins trust and drowns nations
But still lie to himself and say that
Everything is okay...
60 reads
2 Comments
Let's just kill everyone
Posted in "inspirations" comp:
Lets just
Eradicate all differences
And the things that make us human
So your vigilante god
Can save your soul from those who love
To love the void and olden spirits
The growing problem
Is intolerance
Disowning our blood and kin
For ignorance and religion
That just destroys its followers
And impregnates spirituality
With demonic things like broken boxes
Opened with Pandora's key
No longer locked
We are rot
Dissolved in solvents
We cannot see ...
Lets just
Eradicate all differences
And the things that make us human
So your vigilante god
Can save your soul from those who love
To love the void and olden spirits
The growing problem
Is intolerance
Disowning our blood and kin
For ignorance and religion
That just destroys its followers
And impregnates spirituality
With demonic things like broken boxes
Opened with Pandora's key
No longer locked
We are rot
Dissolved in solvents
We cannot see ...
78 reads
5 Comments
The Succubus' Incubus
311 reads
12 Comments
My letter to the one who should have killed me...
If you ever loved me
You will kill me
Slit my throat and leave me empty
Tie me down and speak to me the only truths
Not mixed with lies
As I try to find something more than Hindsight
But in Hindsight's eyes I realize
We are not friends and I am so alone
Cutting my wrists with poetic statements
That could be summed up by my Ghosts
I adore your poetry
And the way you leave me
Wondering what it is to be human
What mortal instruments
Do sound like beneath the wind
Of beautiful blind worship and open hands
...
You will kill me
Slit my throat and leave me empty
Tie me down and speak to me the only truths
Not mixed with lies
As I try to find something more than Hindsight
But in Hindsight's eyes I realize
We are not friends and I am so alone
Cutting my wrists with poetic statements
That could be summed up by my Ghosts
I adore your poetry
And the way you leave me
Wondering what it is to be human
What mortal instruments
Do sound like beneath the wind
Of beautiful blind worship and open hands
...
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2 Comments
What I feel abides inside a stone well...
What I feel abides inside a stone well
One I can not reach as the heathens screech
Speaking of the most evil things that rest inside of me
I used to be
Just fine with uncertainty
But now I am broken
Looking for a sign of emotion
In my own lousy reflection
I used to be Hermes
Flying beyond the reach
Of simple things that left me weak
But now I am nothing
But an empty bowl in a dark closet
With nothing but carcasses enveloping peace
I am full of the...
One I can not reach as the heathens screech
Speaking of the most evil things that rest inside of me
I used to be
Just fine with uncertainty
But now I am broken
Looking for a sign of emotion
In my own lousy reflection
I used to be Hermes
Flying beyond the reach
Of simple things that left me weak
But now I am nothing
But an empty bowl in a dark closet
With nothing but carcasses enveloping peace
I am full of the...
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2 Comments
I am the caged
It is not the answers to the questions that are hard to hide
But the questions that evoked such answers that are hard to find
One day I was asked a question
And my answer remains the same
I am Darkness
And the King of Carcasses
I am the open wound
And the broken soul
I am the gate
The fence
And the baby
That all amounted to nothing
But an open hole
I am the void
The Devoid
And the Devil's hold
I am the hated
The shunned
And the left alone
I am the one
With one million prayers to...
But the questions that evoked such answers that are hard to find
One day I was asked a question
And my answer remains the same
I am Darkness
And the King of Carcasses
I am the open wound
And the broken soul
I am the gate
The fence
And the baby
That all amounted to nothing
But an open hole
I am the void
The Devoid
And the Devil's hold
I am the hated
The shunned
And the left alone
I am the one
With one million prayers to...
86 reads
4 Comments
Day Of Silence
This is the Day Of Silence... i will post no more than this.. read on to see the rest
79 reads
2 Comments
Oído (Ear)
Oído (Therapist)
Hi, how can I help you this evening?
Christopher
Just wondering... prejudice is overtly a capacious problem esp. anti-gay slurs and what-not. I have been writing a book on the subject. what do you think of a poem too?
Oído
I think poeptery
Oído
sorry
Oído
I think poems can be a great way to express your feelings
Christopher
true and agreed... have you heard of Matthew Shepard
Oído
Yes I have heard of Matthew Shepard
Christopher
So...
Hi, how can I help you this evening?
Christopher
Just wondering... prejudice is overtly a capacious problem esp. anti-gay slurs and what-not. I have been writing a book on the subject. what do you think of a poem too?
Oído
I think poeptery
Oído
sorry
Oído
I think poems can be a great way to express your feelings
Christopher
true and agreed... have you heard of Matthew Shepard
Oído
Yes I have heard of Matthew Shepard
Christopher
So...
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2 Comments
Dear Love
Dear Love,
I understand if you do not like me anymore; I just wish you would say so because I am in a lot of pain of late. I know it is crazy but I really do care about you and think about you all the time. Is it strange to say that love is when you spend all day thinking about the person you dream about and dreaming about the person you think about? That is truth and it is true that my whole mind is enveloped in you. I try to move on because I know it might be easier on us both and I hope you can forgive me for it being difficult.
...
I understand if you do not like me anymore; I just wish you would say so because I am in a lot of pain of late. I know it is crazy but I really do care about you and think about you all the time. Is it strange to say that love is when you spend all day thinking about the person you dream about and dreaming about the person you think about? That is truth and it is true that my whole mind is enveloped in you. I try to move on because I know it might be easier on us both and I hope you can forgive me for it being difficult.
...
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10 Comments
If your plan is to kill yourself
If your plan is to kill yourself
Take the Advil all at once
And take a lot of them
Because taking two at a time throughout the day
Just leaves you feverish
And too tired to take more....
I only got to number four
Or more
I do not recall
If your plan is to kill yourself
Take the Advil all at once
And take a lot of them
Because taking two at a time throughout the day
Just leaves you feverish
And too tired to take more....
I only got to number four
Or more
just answer my prayers
And...
Take the Advil all at once
And take a lot of them
Because taking two at a time throughout the day
Just leaves you feverish
And too tired to take more....
I only got to number four
Or more
I do not recall
If your plan is to kill yourself
Take the Advil all at once
And take a lot of them
Because taking two at a time throughout the day
Just leaves you feverish
And too tired to take more....
I only got to number four
Or more
just answer my prayers
And...
64 reads
3 Comments
My muse
My mind wraps around your fingertips in an embrace that prays for some response more than what I could grasp from the hands of a stiff corpse underneath tattered linen.
I get what I am searching for as I let all my demons out and release these raindrops trapped firmly beneath my heavy crestfallen eyelids.
My demons are dragon eggs you breathe knowledge into when you inspire them to hatch far from me with a simple word and an ear to bear my burdens.
You help me find my emancipation.
Your cargo has been far from weightless on your spine and yet you sit up...
I get what I am searching for as I let all my demons out and release these raindrops trapped firmly beneath my heavy crestfallen eyelids.
My demons are dragon eggs you breathe knowledge into when you inspire them to hatch far from me with a simple word and an ear to bear my burdens.
You help me find my emancipation.
Your cargo has been far from weightless on your spine and yet you sit up...
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10 Comments
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