Submissions by Vortex32167
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Apr 2013 00:23am
16th Apr 2013 00:23am
What is the thing that controls me?
Hello I'm about to write down some things that happend while I was being controlled by my alter. This has all been discribed to me by a very dear friend. A friend who rescued me from suicide and is helping me now to control the thing inside of me.
No I've not been diagnosed with MPD/DID (yet) because my psychologist wants to do some more research first, but I know he exist and he knows it too. I always had converstations in my mind. And I sometimes blacked out to discover later that I did something terrible. Shouting at people, hurting my parents or my brother, Disregarding the rules of...
No I've not been diagnosed with MPD/DID (yet) because my psychologist wants to do some more research first, but I know he exist and he knows it too. I always had converstations in my mind. And I sometimes blacked out to discover later that I did something terrible. Shouting at people, hurting my parents or my brother, Disregarding the rules of...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2013 11:51am
8th Feb 2013 11:51am
The book with one question
Your smile, warm and tender,
Your eyes, loving and kind.
A beauty, in all your splendour,
Brightening up my mind.
But still, words can’t describe,
The heart you hold inside.
I tried to explain it before,
But my poem was endless once more.
To explain what I feel about you,
I wrote trough many nights and days.
I wrote down every word I knew,
Every single one creating another phrase.
It became a book, with a shine so bright,
Full of the poems, that never said it right.
But if you read this verse warm and fine, ...
Your eyes, loving and kind.
A beauty, in all your splendour,
Brightening up my mind.
But still, words can’t describe,
The heart you hold inside.
I tried to explain it before,
But my poem was endless once more.
To explain what I feel about you,
I wrote trough many nights and days.
I wrote down every word I knew,
Every single one creating another phrase.
It became a book, with a shine so bright,
Full of the poems, that never said it right.
But if you read this verse warm and fine, ...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
25th Jan 2013 11:05pm
25th Jan 2013 11:05pm
My love for you is still unknown.
Loneliness was ripping me apart,
Every move, another card.
The ace of spades, taking my heart.
This cruel game I never learnt to play,
Changing its rules, I’m running out of tools.
But I won’t lose, I won’t back away.
let me know you.
Just tell me what I’ll have to do,
Because I'm not afraid anymore to say 'I love you'.
I can write down everything I've learned,
But I’ll have to edit it down to a single word.
Love, for you I'm waiting, until you’re finally returned.
I adore the spark in your eyes,
I worship your lips warm...
Every move, another card.
The ace of spades, taking my heart.
This cruel game I never learnt to play,
Changing its rules, I’m running out of tools.
But I won’t lose, I won’t back away.
let me know you.
Just tell me what I’ll have to do,
Because I'm not afraid anymore to say 'I love you'.
I can write down everything I've learned,
But I’ll have to edit it down to a single word.
Love, for you I'm waiting, until you’re finally returned.
I adore the spark in your eyes,
I worship your lips warm...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jan 2013 11:55am
18th Jan 2013 11:55am
Never Fading
The never fading images.
Haunting feelings of depression.
Ripping apart the memories.
The good times and compassion,
See the boy drowning in his dreams,
Struggling and fighting his way out.
Can anyone hear his screams?
The never fading illusions.
Faces he holds deep inside.
Ready to put them on,
Right after his tears have dried.
See the man without a face,
Deceiving and hiding from everyone.
On all those countless days.
The never fading emotions,
Stalking like a phantom,
Never leaving him alone,
There is no...
Haunting feelings of depression.
Ripping apart the memories.
The good times and compassion,
See the boy drowning in his dreams,
Struggling and fighting his way out.
Can anyone hear his screams?
The never fading illusions.
Faces he holds deep inside.
Ready to put them on,
Right after his tears have dried.
See the man without a face,
Deceiving and hiding from everyone.
On all those countless days.
The never fading emotions,
Stalking like a phantom,
Never leaving him alone,
There is no...
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Jan 2013 10:26am
18th Jan 2013 10:26am
Dealing with god
Even when she is not around
I can still feel her touch.
But I must hold on a little longer
Even if it is to much.
Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem.
(Blessed is the man who endures temptation)
I must endure this inner struggle.
And find my way out of this madness.
For I will be rewarded.
There comes an end to the sadness
Accpiet coronam vitae.
(He shall receive the crown of life)
I'm not blessed with life.
That's no solution for me.
I hope he will make it end.
So I will be finally free.
Eleison....
I can still feel her touch.
But I must hold on a little longer
Even if it is to much.
Beatus vir qui suffert tentationem.
(Blessed is the man who endures temptation)
I must endure this inner struggle.
And find my way out of this madness.
For I will be rewarded.
There comes an end to the sadness
Accpiet coronam vitae.
(He shall receive the crown of life)
I'm not blessed with life.
That's no solution for me.
I hope he will make it end.
So I will be finally free.
Eleison....
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Jan 2013 10:58am
17th Jan 2013 10:58am
Death will be my Freedom
The fear of dieing,
It is overwhelming.
Why do I keep on lying?
Is there a way to stop the crying?
I can't hide my feelings anymore,
They show more each day.
They open the closed door.
There is not much I can say.
I can't give enough reasons.
For the things I've done to you.
All the pain passes like the seasons.
I hoped that you would to.
I won't live for centuries,
That's one thing that can't be done.
But you will remain in my memories,
And death will be my freedom.
It is overwhelming.
Why do I keep on lying?
Is there a way to stop the crying?
I can't hide my feelings anymore,
They show more each day.
They open the closed door.
There is not much I can say.
I can't give enough reasons.
For the things I've done to you.
All the pain passes like the seasons.
I hoped that you would to.
I won't live for centuries,
That's one thing that can't be done.
But you will remain in my memories,
And death will be my freedom.
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DARK POEM
Published
17th Jan 2013 10:22am
17th Jan 2013 10:22am
Blood
Blood covering the sheets,
Cuts to mark the source.
I can see the wounds clearly,
Because they’re mine of course.
With the knife still in my hand,
I walk up to my family.
They will never notice,
The wounds they can’t see.
Blood covered the guilt.
The mind made it just.
I can see it bleeding.
It’s a feeling I trust.
It’s a thought I believe in.
Something that’s not a lie.
And I did it all by myself,
So there is no need to cry.
Blood the fuel of my pain.
Scars unseen by shame.
Relentless I keep on...
Cuts to mark the source.
I can see the wounds clearly,
Because they’re mine of course.
With the knife still in my hand,
I walk up to my family.
They will never notice,
The wounds they can’t see.
Blood covered the guilt.
The mind made it just.
I can see it bleeding.
It’s a feeling I trust.
It’s a thought I believe in.
Something that’s not a lie.
And I did it all by myself,
So there is no need to cry.
Blood the fuel of my pain.
Scars unseen by shame.
Relentless I keep on...
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