Submissions by grapesoftime (apocalyptic high)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don't really care what you think of me or my words, but hopefully you'll accept them and enjoy the ride
Another Saturday
i try to concentrate
but my hands cant stop shaking
and wont stop bleeding, as i keep trying
to desperately shake off these headaches
that grind my skull into a raw
pulsating
blister-filled cage
of loathing and melancholy
these ink-stained lines are my attempts
at trying to print out my mind
and copy down an emotion
in words that are forged
in the fires madness
my eyes are bloodshot
veins popping out
as i let in the flood of words and ink
hoping it sounds good
for the amusement of others
thus i lie in...
but my hands cant stop shaking
and wont stop bleeding, as i keep trying
to desperately shake off these headaches
that grind my skull into a raw
pulsating
blister-filled cage
of loathing and melancholy
these ink-stained lines are my attempts
at trying to print out my mind
and copy down an emotion
in words that are forged
in the fires madness
my eyes are bloodshot
veins popping out
as i let in the flood of words and ink
hoping it sounds good
for the amusement of others
thus i lie in...
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Solitary Thoughts
and maybe i'm glad
to have you back
my friends of doubt and pain
my chains and thorns
good god i'm happy
in a messed-up way
it's like nostalgia
from graveyards of memory
i'm finally alone with my thoughts
they all welcome me back
we share a beer
i breathe deep
and let my hands pour thoughts
through streams of consciousness
a dark room?
no, a canvas of sanctimonious light
a spreadsheet to drain my soul
before realism kicks in again
it's great to be alive
just this once
to embrace you all tightly
my...
to have you back
my friends of doubt and pain
my chains and thorns
good god i'm happy
in a messed-up way
it's like nostalgia
from graveyards of memory
i'm finally alone with my thoughts
they all welcome me back
we share a beer
i breathe deep
and let my hands pour thoughts
through streams of consciousness
a dark room?
no, a canvas of sanctimonious light
a spreadsheet to drain my soul
before realism kicks in again
it's great to be alive
just this once
to embrace you all tightly
my...
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Deaf or Numb?
i dont know
if ive lost my hearing
maybe im just fucking numb
my mind is filled with
soulless hatred
filthy portraits
drenched in cum
and you just sit there
condescending
perched upon
your tower high
while all my world
smolders around me
you wont even
say goodbye
id plot your death
if you were worth it
but we both know
youre really not
even though if i had done it
it wouldnt take a fucking lot
when i scream at you
they call me crazy
cause all they see
is broken glass
of mirrors that gave off...
if ive lost my hearing
maybe im just fucking numb
my mind is filled with
soulless hatred
filthy portraits
drenched in cum
and you just sit there
condescending
perched upon
your tower high
while all my world
smolders around me
you wont even
say goodbye
id plot your death
if you were worth it
but we both know
youre really not
even though if i had done it
it wouldnt take a fucking lot
when i scream at you
they call me crazy
cause all they see
is broken glass
of mirrors that gave off...
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A New-found Hunger
the streets are infested
humanity's bane
their faith shall be tested
the others, inane
he rises again
body partly consumed
with a new-found hunger
his destiny looms
he doesn't remember
in his new state
and his hunger is crushing
his mind, a blank slate
an instinct to live
a parasitic will
with a bite that infects
and a hunger to fill
though he isn't that fast
he doesn't need sleep
you'll need to adapt
or your flesh he will reap
but could he be taught
to eat something else?
and is he at fault...
humanity's bane
their faith shall be tested
the others, inane
he rises again
body partly consumed
with a new-found hunger
his destiny looms
he doesn't remember
in his new state
and his hunger is crushing
his mind, a blank slate
an instinct to live
a parasitic will
with a bite that infects
and a hunger to fill
though he isn't that fast
he doesn't need sleep
you'll need to adapt
or your flesh he will reap
but could he be taught
to eat something else?
and is he at fault...
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A Certain Point of View, If You Will
ill start this off
with poor grammar why not
and a series of
stu-stu-stuttering
lines
and though the rhythm is joyful
the content isnt hopeful
oh what the hell
it was worth it
nice try
but what is the purpose
the true real point
who among us can say
that theyve done it
is anyone truly happy
can we be so as a species
some say yes
well thats probably horseshit
"no it isnt" you cry
im content with my life
such confidence is truly inspiring
but with much given thought
such hope is for...
with poor grammar why not
and a series of
stu-stu-stuttering
lines
and though the rhythm is joyful
the content isnt hopeful
oh what the hell
it was worth it
nice try
but what is the purpose
the true real point
who among us can say
that theyve done it
is anyone truly happy
can we be so as a species
some say yes
well thats probably horseshit
"no it isnt" you cry
im content with my life
such confidence is truly inspiring
but with much given thought
such hope is for...
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Chains of Depression
with luscious deep depravity
and shudders from thorns
that rained on high
my life is sketched
from the bloodstained palms
of a victim
wanting to die.
it creeps across my chest
and down along my arms
soaks into my veins
and lures me with its charms
the sickness shall come back again
that's what they always
seem to say
but I'll be damned
if they aren't right
I seem to think it may.
a distorted view
is what I get
for all my years of lust
and I'll be the first to tell you
my...obsessions
if I must.
but...
and shudders from thorns
that rained on high
my life is sketched
from the bloodstained palms
of a victim
wanting to die.
it creeps across my chest
and down along my arms
soaks into my veins
and lures me with its charms
the sickness shall come back again
that's what they always
seem to say
but I'll be damned
if they aren't right
I seem to think it may.
a distorted view
is what I get
for all my years of lust
and I'll be the first to tell you
my...obsessions
if I must.
but...
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A New One (another obsession... sigh)
i saw you from the corner
of my groping eyes
and as you walked right past me
i imagined the texture
of your thighs
and as they wrap
around my face
oh god the taste so sweet
i'll tease your body
up and down
starting with
your feet
i'd like to hear you beg
i'd love to make you scream
my hands caress your bust
it's tight against the seam
and so you'll stay
inside my mind
locked in a cage
till the end of time
and though you don't know me
secret treasure
i'm obsessed with you
beyond all...
of my groping eyes
and as you walked right past me
i imagined the texture
of your thighs
and as they wrap
around my face
oh god the taste so sweet
i'll tease your body
up and down
starting with
your feet
i'd like to hear you beg
i'd love to make you scream
my hands caress your bust
it's tight against the seam
and so you'll stay
inside my mind
locked in a cage
till the end of time
and though you don't know me
secret treasure
i'm obsessed with you
beyond all...
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Dystopia
"take him out"
the guards nod their heads
and execute the prisoner...
on the highest spire
of the district of wealth
stands a man of fortune
and fame
and when he raises his hand
and gives the command
bodies fall from the sky
from orders taken on high
and he's sure to get his
prescription
but is it so wrong
i mean it's taken so long
for anyone to
suspect him
so he gets fucked by pills
for all their cheap thrills
as he swallows his
Oxycontin
and down at the bottom
almost...
the guards nod their heads
and execute the prisoner...
on the highest spire
of the district of wealth
stands a man of fortune
and fame
and when he raises his hand
and gives the command
bodies fall from the sky
from orders taken on high
and he's sure to get his
prescription
but is it so wrong
i mean it's taken so long
for anyone to
suspect him
so he gets fucked by pills
for all their cheap thrills
as he swallows his
Oxycontin
and down at the bottom
almost...
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Stalking
it has gotten bad
but i still wait for you
i shadow you forevermore
and have lived your life alongside you
i would drink the heroin
from your veins
and i would rather burn in hell
than see you leave
and years have passed
and now at last
i finally realize i'm obsessed
but what can i do
for without you
i would have died
so long ago
thus here i am
on the corner of your street
stalking
once
again
but i still wait for you
i shadow you forevermore
and have lived your life alongside you
i would drink the heroin
from your veins
and i would rather burn in hell
than see you leave
and years have passed
and now at last
i finally realize i'm obsessed
but what can i do
for without you
i would have died
so long ago
thus here i am
on the corner of your street
stalking
once
again
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Edges of Insanity
sometimes i feel myself
slipping
slipping away
where dreams of old
and things untold
abound in harmony
but the resonance is shattered
and the wreckage is scattered
by the dissonance
of my mind
and though it would seem
through the sharp piercing screams
that all is not well with my brain
i'm comforted by the fact
that at least it's not an act
i truly am deeply insane
slipping
slipping away
where dreams of old
and things untold
abound in harmony
but the resonance is shattered
and the wreckage is scattered
by the dissonance
of my mind
and though it would seem
through the sharp piercing screams
that all is not well with my brain
i'm comforted by the fact
that at least it's not an act
i truly am deeply insane
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The Necrophiliac
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Wrath
tread lightly
my dear
for my eye is upon you
as the iron grows cold
upon the blood of your foes
when you wade into
civilization
and strike up a torch
for these homes you will scorch
and give birth to a desolate
nation
rejoice in their screams
now swallow their dreams
and pray to your god
who is I
but tread lightly
my eye is upon you
my dear
for my eye is upon you
as the iron grows cold
upon the blood of your foes
when you wade into
civilization
and strike up a torch
for these homes you will scorch
and give birth to a desolate
nation
rejoice in their screams
now swallow their dreams
and pray to your god
who is I
but tread lightly
my eye is upon you
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