Submissions by maria (Semira)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just like to write sometimes. I'm not one of the best, but neither am I the worst. I'm sure my writing ability will either get better or worse as I grow.
Sickness
It's amazing how unreal I can feel sometimes
Like I'm just wisp
like a memory that takes time and effort to recall
When I speak it feels like air
The way some people look through me
like I'm not even there
My body feels so heavy
It craves something so sick
I just want to hide in darkness
So they can't see me cry
To keep my lies
Deny Deny Deny
Maybe if I could save the world
Maybe if i tried
They would never see past my mask
That I am a monster
that feels guilt
But not enough remorse to quit
...
Like I'm just wisp
like a memory that takes time and effort to recall
When I speak it feels like air
The way some people look through me
like I'm not even there
My body feels so heavy
It craves something so sick
I just want to hide in darkness
So they can't see me cry
To keep my lies
Deny Deny Deny
Maybe if I could save the world
Maybe if i tried
They would never see past my mask
That I am a monster
that feels guilt
But not enough remorse to quit
...
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Invisible Girl
Disappear invisible girl
Wander in your mind
Through your eutopian world
Hide your soul in darkness
Never reveal who you really are
Always wonder how far you can leave
Before anyone notices
What they need from you
Give everything you have
All your time and energy
Sympathy for those who
Could care less about you
And a false sense of hope
That someday you'll be noticed
Without getting in trouble
That someday you'll get attention
That doesn't mean getting beat
Run away invisible girl
You know they will...
Wander in your mind
Through your eutopian world
Hide your soul in darkness
Never reveal who you really are
Always wonder how far you can leave
Before anyone notices
What they need from you
Give everything you have
All your time and energy
Sympathy for those who
Could care less about you
And a false sense of hope
That someday you'll be noticed
Without getting in trouble
That someday you'll get attention
That doesn't mean getting beat
Run away invisible girl
You know they will...
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Stupid Pill Bottles
Stupid pill bottles
Stupid pills
I'm so tired of this
Up and down
On these synthetic hills
My heart hurts
My bones ache
Take these pills
Keep myself awake
Tomorrow I can cry
When I haven't slept in days
Not sure if it's real
But got to find more ways
Need to keep my stomach empty
Need to stay doped up
Life is almost over
Pop another stupid pill
Oh well, who cares
No point to keep our hopes up
Stupid pills
I'm so tired of this
Up and down
On these synthetic hills
My heart hurts
My bones ache
Take these pills
Keep myself awake
Tomorrow I can cry
When I haven't slept in days
Not sure if it's real
But got to find more ways
Need to keep my stomach empty
Need to stay doped up
Life is almost over
Pop another stupid pill
Oh well, who cares
No point to keep our hopes up
180 reads
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We're Dreamers ~by Franklin Waters
Two wild, natural souls:
both infinitely variable and complex,
consistent only in their inconsistency,
their conflicting ideas both so violently geared against one another
that they exhaust themselves in fury,
and lay down beside each other to rest among the fools;
both so unpredictable and heedless,
lost crawling in the infinite corners of the universe,
searching for something to cling to,
endlessly seeking some kind of regularity,
some break from the chaotic scattered glimpses of pain and pleasure
...
both infinitely variable and complex,
consistent only in their inconsistency,
their conflicting ideas both so violently geared against one another
that they exhaust themselves in fury,
and lay down beside each other to rest among the fools;
both so unpredictable and heedless,
lost crawling in the infinite corners of the universe,
searching for something to cling to,
endlessly seeking some kind of regularity,
some break from the chaotic scattered glimpses of pain and pleasure
...
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PSYCHONAUT~by Franklin Waters
I've been out in the smoky winds of cannabis,
where thoughts fade in and out of the interior vision,
where hunger strikes with vivid teeth,
where the canvas is never left blank and the refridgerator is never left full,
where anyone's a friend and nobody's an enemy,
where smiles are seated on the sofa of my face and hardly get up for anything,
where inventions constantly request my attention;
I've been up in the castles of LSA,
where the colors bend and the walls twist,
where the wind feels like God's breath,
...
where thoughts fade in and out of the interior vision,
where hunger strikes with vivid teeth,
where the canvas is never left blank and the refridgerator is never left full,
where anyone's a friend and nobody's an enemy,
where smiles are seated on the sofa of my face and hardly get up for anything,
where inventions constantly request my attention;
I've been up in the castles of LSA,
where the colors bend and the walls twist,
where the wind feels like God's breath,
...
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Defeat
Stagnant is the wind
no breathe within me
no one to see
walking in a desert
where the dirt and cactus thorns
burn into my feet
and no soul would find food to eat
For this is the desert of defeat
There, no person would find sanctuary or peace
Only devouring themselves would
tease their hunger
Defeat, now the dirt that you eat
no breathe within me
no one to see
walking in a desert
where the dirt and cactus thorns
burn into my feet
and no soul would find food to eat
For this is the desert of defeat
There, no person would find sanctuary or peace
Only devouring themselves would
tease their hunger
Defeat, now the dirt that you eat
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Pieces
If I could break this mirror
Just a chance
It's an angry, ugly mirror looking back
Turn it into pieces
and they'll fall on the floor
I won't see that angry face anymore.
Just a chance
It's an angry, ugly mirror looking back
Turn it into pieces
and they'll fall on the floor
I won't see that angry face anymore.
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I Remember Control
The witching hour, I became
I was filled with power
Words flew into my cupped hands,
they were my water, my life.
At this moment, filled with dread,
these simple words I drank instead,
"Be fair, be kind, be wise."
I remember when I had seen all this
in memories, as a child in split families.
Watching, watching, watching
7th chances passive, knowing as I was
all went away because 7th chances become 100
Passive meant as fairness, becomes control
And knowing becomes silence
I remember now, when I had drank
the words...
I was filled with power
Words flew into my cupped hands,
they were my water, my life.
At this moment, filled with dread,
these simple words I drank instead,
"Be fair, be kind, be wise."
I remember when I had seen all this
in memories, as a child in split families.
Watching, watching, watching
7th chances passive, knowing as I was
all went away because 7th chances become 100
Passive meant as fairness, becomes control
And knowing becomes silence
I remember now, when I had drank
the words...
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Sleep
I want to sleep
Dont' want to hear you
Your voice is killing me
your words are stabbing me
Look at me!
I'm bleeding!
Don't you see you're hurting me?
Don't you want to sleep?
Because the guilt is eating us alive
Do you not see?
Everyone is angry
Angry at you, at me
"Sorry sorry sorry"
I should sleep forever...
I don't want anyone to lye with me.
Dont' want to hear you
Your voice is killing me
your words are stabbing me
Look at me!
I'm bleeding!
Don't you see you're hurting me?
Don't you want to sleep?
Because the guilt is eating us alive
Do you not see?
Everyone is angry
Angry at you, at me
"Sorry sorry sorry"
I should sleep forever...
I don't want anyone to lye with me.
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That's How
You're scared,
running away
All you can smell is the burning
All you can hear is the agony
Your feet are fast,
cut up with the glass of chaos
Everything, everyone you love
is lost
What was the price?
What was the cost?
Now there's blood.
Blood on your feet and your face
Your murderous hands are a disgrace
"chop chop chop" you hear in your head
The way you killed your family
as they lay in their beds
Slam! Shatter! Glass, that's how it happened,
that's why you're running so fast.
Authority doesn't...
running away
All you can smell is the burning
All you can hear is the agony
Your feet are fast,
cut up with the glass of chaos
Everything, everyone you love
is lost
What was the price?
What was the cost?
Now there's blood.
Blood on your feet and your face
Your murderous hands are a disgrace
"chop chop chop" you hear in your head
The way you killed your family
as they lay in their beds
Slam! Shatter! Glass, that's how it happened,
that's why you're running so fast.
Authority doesn't...
70 reads
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Let it
Think I need stitches,
but I don't care
It's okay.
Let it.
Drip drip drip
Let it fall
like a dark, red, rain
Let it.
Drip drip drip
It's okay
Just let the pain fall away...
but I don't care
It's okay.
Let it.
Drip drip drip
Let it fall
like a dark, red, rain
Let it.
Drip drip drip
It's okay
Just let the pain fall away...
71 reads
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crumbs
Feels as if I'm doing it again
Picking at the small crumbs and pieces
Time passes without notice
While picking
Losing my mind in a
Slow, dull, numb-minded
Part in my life
A worthless little speck on the map
A book of sad, lonely, whiny, cliche bullshit
Am I alone though
Feeling like fucking
Jekyl and Hyde
Lose time and focus
Lost in a confusion of parallel worlds
Don't know which one is real
Picking at the small crumbs and pieces
Time passes without notice
While picking
Losing my mind in a
Slow, dull, numb-minded
Part in my life
A worthless little speck on the map
A book of sad, lonely, whiny, cliche bullshit
Am I alone though
Feeling like fucking
Jekyl and Hyde
Lose time and focus
Lost in a confusion of parallel worlds
Don't know which one is real
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