Submissions by Scenario (MC)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poetry because I am poetry. I can't escape myself and therefore I cannot escape it. It's a part of me forever, I am a part of it.
Reality
Take a good look at yourself.
As you're on the floor.
Crying and praying for help.
News flash.
No one can hear you scream.
And more importantly.
No one cares if you scream.
You brought this upon yourself.
You could have helped yourself.
But you were too stuck on yourself.
And all of your self pity.
You only cared about whether or not you looked pretty.
News flash.
You're dying.
You're on the floor.
Crying.
Do you think this is all a joke?
Do you honestly think this is all just a hoax?
A sick prank...
As you're on the floor.
Crying and praying for help.
News flash.
No one can hear you scream.
And more importantly.
No one cares if you scream.
You brought this upon yourself.
You could have helped yourself.
But you were too stuck on yourself.
And all of your self pity.
You only cared about whether or not you looked pretty.
News flash.
You're dying.
You're on the floor.
Crying.
Do you think this is all a joke?
Do you honestly think this is all just a hoax?
A sick prank...
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Long Ago
It's been three years.
It's sad to think that I even shed three tears.
For such a pathetic excuse of a human being.
Reason being.
You're nothing.
You tried to convince us that you were once something.
The things that you said to me.
Made me want to cease to exist.
To cease to resist the lies that you fed me.
The lies that I so blindly followed.
Until I was nothing but a hollowed.
Shell of a human.
With no emotions
With no purpose.
I'm just worthless.
I didn't deserve this.
I've seen better times in yesterday....
It's sad to think that I even shed three tears.
For such a pathetic excuse of a human being.
Reason being.
You're nothing.
You tried to convince us that you were once something.
The things that you said to me.
Made me want to cease to exist.
To cease to resist the lies that you fed me.
The lies that I so blindly followed.
Until I was nothing but a hollowed.
Shell of a human.
With no emotions
With no purpose.
I'm just worthless.
I didn't deserve this.
I've seen better times in yesterday....
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Artificial
You're just so fake.
I find it funny.
How you just take.
And take...
And take...
You never do anything for anyone but yourself.
You always do everything to put me through hell.
Well I hope you know who you're messing with.
And I hope that you can make the best of it.
You can only blame yourself.
Because I'm about to make it rain in hell.
You brought the wrath of God upon yourself.
Now you can deal with consequences.
The consequences of that sick smile.
That sick smile that makes me want to put your body a mile underground.
I find it funny.
How you just take.
And take...
And take...
You never do anything for anyone but yourself.
You always do everything to put me through hell.
Well I hope you know who you're messing with.
And I hope that you can make the best of it.
You can only blame yourself.
Because I'm about to make it rain in hell.
You brought the wrath of God upon yourself.
Now you can deal with consequences.
The consequences of that sick smile.
That sick smile that makes me want to put your body a mile underground.
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It's Just Me Now
I have to do the impossible.
Something so important.
Yet so improbable.
Some problems are unsolvable.
This isn't even possible.
Why am I trying so hard at something I can't even understand?
Why do I even care about what you have planned?
I'm only me.
Me, myself, and I.
What is it to me.
If you choose to lie down and die.
It's not my way.
To give up and try again another day.
I either finish what I started now.
Or I die trying.
There's no use sitting down.
And crying about it.
Droning on and on.
About...
Something so important.
Yet so improbable.
Some problems are unsolvable.
This isn't even possible.
Why am I trying so hard at something I can't even understand?
Why do I even care about what you have planned?
I'm only me.
Me, myself, and I.
What is it to me.
If you choose to lie down and die.
It's not my way.
To give up and try again another day.
I either finish what I started now.
Or I die trying.
There's no use sitting down.
And crying about it.
Droning on and on.
About...
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Solitary
Don't leave me here.
All alone.
All by myself.
With no one else.
With no help.
It's so dark.
And I'm so cold.
But still you left me here.
All alone.
What did I do to deserve this?
Do I really serve no purpose?
In this life.
Where there's no light.
On this night.
Where I won't even bother to think twice.
Just don't leave me here.
All alone.
I'll give you my heart.
I'll sell you my soul.
I'll give you bricks upon bricks of gold.
So you won't leave me here.
Alone.
There's a loud pounding...
All alone.
All by myself.
With no one else.
With no help.
It's so dark.
And I'm so cold.
But still you left me here.
All alone.
What did I do to deserve this?
Do I really serve no purpose?
In this life.
Where there's no light.
On this night.
Where I won't even bother to think twice.
Just don't leave me here.
All alone.
I'll give you my heart.
I'll sell you my soul.
I'll give you bricks upon bricks of gold.
So you won't leave me here.
Alone.
There's a loud pounding...
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Don't Be Afraid
Everything will be okay.
The doctor would say to himself.
And no one else.
As he rushed over to a girl in the operating room.
Blood, blood everywhere.
On the floors, on the chairs.
The walls, throughout the halls.
All over the operating table.
Her vital signs dropped.
Everyone in the room stopped.
And saw that she was no longer stable.
But when was she?
Even when she was able?
He ran for the defibrillator.
Hoping to God that he could save her.
But he was wrong.
She was dead and gone.
He screamed.
The...
The doctor would say to himself.
And no one else.
As he rushed over to a girl in the operating room.
Blood, blood everywhere.
On the floors, on the chairs.
The walls, throughout the halls.
All over the operating table.
Her vital signs dropped.
Everyone in the room stopped.
And saw that she was no longer stable.
But when was she?
Even when she was able?
He ran for the defibrillator.
Hoping to God that he could save her.
But he was wrong.
She was dead and gone.
He screamed.
The...
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Condemned
There's no way out.
You're all alone.
The walls are closing in.
Your time ran out long ago.
And you still chose to live in sin.
Condemned to the fires of hell you are.
And to always walk alone.
Condemned to an eternity of loneliness.
To walk amongst the fire and brimstone.
All through life I wanted one thing.
That one thing was to see you suffer.
To suffer at my hand alone.
And never by another's.
But I should have known better.
That you wouldn't even let me have.
That one and simple pleasure.
...
You're all alone.
The walls are closing in.
Your time ran out long ago.
And you still chose to live in sin.
Condemned to the fires of hell you are.
And to always walk alone.
Condemned to an eternity of loneliness.
To walk amongst the fire and brimstone.
All through life I wanted one thing.
That one thing was to see you suffer.
To suffer at my hand alone.
And never by another's.
But I should have known better.
That you wouldn't even let me have.
That one and simple pleasure.
...
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Everytime
They say that teen love never lasts.
And I'm prepared to face that fact.
Like I have in the past.
But what past do I have?
He's been my one and only.
He's been there to keep me company when I'm lonely.
Through thick and thin.
Through sickness and sin.
No matter what life threw at us.
With him I'd always win.
When I look in his eyes.
I see a hope that never dies.
He always knows just how to make me smile.
And wipes my tears when I cry.
We've been together for so long.
We haven't fought about anything at...
And I'm prepared to face that fact.
Like I have in the past.
But what past do I have?
He's been my one and only.
He's been there to keep me company when I'm lonely.
Through thick and thin.
Through sickness and sin.
No matter what life threw at us.
With him I'd always win.
When I look in his eyes.
I see a hope that never dies.
He always knows just how to make me smile.
And wipes my tears when I cry.
We've been together for so long.
We haven't fought about anything at...
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When Two Sides Wage War
When two sides wage war.
In this battle she was torn.
Which side did she choose?
Did she win?
Did she lose?
On that cold winter night.
When she had thought she lost the fight.
She paused for a moment.
Had she finally seen the light?
Did she see the light in herself?
Or did she see it yet again in someone else?
I guess that only time will tell.
Whether or not she escaped from her private hell.
On a cold winter night.
When she had finally lost the fight between the darkness and the light.
She paused.
She had finally...
In this battle she was torn.
Which side did she choose?
Did she win?
Did she lose?
On that cold winter night.
When she had thought she lost the fight.
She paused for a moment.
Had she finally seen the light?
Did she see the light in herself?
Or did she see it yet again in someone else?
I guess that only time will tell.
Whether or not she escaped from her private hell.
On a cold winter night.
When she had finally lost the fight between the darkness and the light.
She paused.
She had finally...
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You're Wrong
You don't know what I've been through.
You don't know who I really am.
You think that you have my life planned.
And that my future rests in your very hands.
You're dead wrong.
You think you can control me.
Like I'm some part of your own little twisted story.
A story in which you'll rise and reclaim your former glory.
And I'll be left at the bottom where I belong.
Well, once again I'd like to say that you're dead wrong.
I live in a nightmare created by me, myself, and I.
I do this just to please you before you die.
Once you're dead, maybe...
You don't know who I really am.
You think that you have my life planned.
And that my future rests in your very hands.
You're dead wrong.
You think you can control me.
Like I'm some part of your own little twisted story.
A story in which you'll rise and reclaim your former glory.
And I'll be left at the bottom where I belong.
Well, once again I'd like to say that you're dead wrong.
I live in a nightmare created by me, myself, and I.
I do this just to please you before you die.
Once you're dead, maybe...
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What Lies Behind Closed Eyes
Look at yourself and
Look at all you've become.
Does it make you sick to know that you're not good enough?
Does it make you feel even worse when you realize that it's true?
Hang on to that feeling, remember it, embrace it.
You're going to get it a lot more as life goes on.
You're going to find it even harder to hold on.
Stop playing the martyr and suck it up.
Quit your self pity and do something for a change.
Break the silence that's kept you chained.
You're all alone.
No matter what they tell you you're all alone.
Find your own way out of the...
Look at all you've become.
Does it make you sick to know that you're not good enough?
Does it make you feel even worse when you realize that it's true?
Hang on to that feeling, remember it, embrace it.
You're going to get it a lot more as life goes on.
You're going to find it even harder to hold on.
Stop playing the martyr and suck it up.
Quit your self pity and do something for a change.
Break the silence that's kept you chained.
You're all alone.
No matter what they tell you you're all alone.
Find your own way out of the...
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I Have To
Writing is a gift,
But when left unattended,
Transforms into a curse.
Everyday, every time, every line, every rhyme.
You're addicted and you can't stop.
You try, but your mind reacts like you've committed a crime.
You start to tear yourself apart from the inside.
You try and try but every time you try
You die a little inside.
This is the last time, this is the last rhyme.
But it's not.
You'll reach for the pen and paper again.
And again, you'll say that this is the end.
But it's not.
Day after day your mind will be at play.
Weaving...
But when left unattended,
Transforms into a curse.
Everyday, every time, every line, every rhyme.
You're addicted and you can't stop.
You try, but your mind reacts like you've committed a crime.
You start to tear yourself apart from the inside.
You try and try but every time you try
You die a little inside.
This is the last time, this is the last rhyme.
But it's not.
You'll reach for the pen and paper again.
And again, you'll say that this is the end.
But it's not.
Day after day your mind will be at play.
Weaving...
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