Submissions by the_unheard (aftermath)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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generation X
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distance
this distance is killig me.
your right there.
these restrictions are limiting.
i want to show you how much,
but everytime we touch.
its, NO! NOT HERE! NOT THERE!
why do they have to care?
why do they stare?
i wish we could run away.
where things arent the same.
into the sunset,
me and my juliet.
but until then,
we're gonna have to wait,
and go insane.
your presence is a glorification.
your absince,
is my horror fixation.
i want to wrap you in my arms.
but this distance is too far.
i want to take off this...
your right there.
these restrictions are limiting.
i want to show you how much,
but everytime we touch.
its, NO! NOT HERE! NOT THERE!
why do they have to care?
why do they stare?
i wish we could run away.
where things arent the same.
into the sunset,
me and my juliet.
but until then,
we're gonna have to wait,
and go insane.
your presence is a glorification.
your absince,
is my horror fixation.
i want to wrap you in my arms.
but this distance is too far.
i want to take off this...
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that day, that girl
she was sitting there.
i was mezmerized.
looking ohh so deeply,
in your eyes.
all troubles aside.
i felt so calm.
head to head.
hand to hand.
face to face.
my heart raced.
then we kissed.
this feels right.
then we kissed.
i almost felt high.
who would've thought
this angel from the sky.
would fall down, to be with I
but that day, that girl.
was the highlight of my life.
thoughts emerged.
i wasn't sure.
pondering and wondering.
what if? can it?
now all...
i was mezmerized.
looking ohh so deeply,
in your eyes.
all troubles aside.
i felt so calm.
head to head.
hand to hand.
face to face.
my heart raced.
then we kissed.
this feels right.
then we kissed.
i almost felt high.
who would've thought
this angel from the sky.
would fall down, to be with I
but that day, that girl.
was the highlight of my life.
thoughts emerged.
i wasn't sure.
pondering and wondering.
what if? can it?
now all...
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nothing remains
im blacker than black!
the bible has been attacked!
im back from the dead!
oh so crimson and red!
poetic, pathetic, synthetic, apathetic!
the world is forgetting,
and the church has faked it!
nothing remains inside me!
the rule book has fallen on me!
jaded and full of apathy!
NOTHING REMAINS!
inked in blood and bound in my flesh!
the sweet kiss of death is my only guess!
im the monster in your closet,
and the apocalypse,
i'll be the one to cause it!
nothing remains inside me!
the darkness lies deep within me!...
the bible has been attacked!
im back from the dead!
oh so crimson and red!
poetic, pathetic, synthetic, apathetic!
the world is forgetting,
and the church has faked it!
nothing remains inside me!
the rule book has fallen on me!
jaded and full of apathy!
NOTHING REMAINS!
inked in blood and bound in my flesh!
the sweet kiss of death is my only guess!
im the monster in your closet,
and the apocalypse,
i'll be the one to cause it!
nothing remains inside me!
the darkness lies deep within me!...
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bad influence
i am the anarchist.
the acused satanist.
almost sadistic.
apathy is fantastic!
godless and lawless.
running in renegade.
im no victim of authority!
im no product of conformity!
im the goth kid, the emo.
a lover of metal and screamo.
the guitarist, satanic poet.
the bad influence.
no one knows what i know.
my experiences, and near over doses.
and how much i smoke.
the only thing i suppose is,
suicide is the best way out.
the bible was hollow.
it left me to wallow,
in questions of "why" and...
the acused satanist.
almost sadistic.
apathy is fantastic!
godless and lawless.
running in renegade.
im no victim of authority!
im no product of conformity!
im the goth kid, the emo.
a lover of metal and screamo.
the guitarist, satanic poet.
the bad influence.
no one knows what i know.
my experiences, and near over doses.
and how much i smoke.
the only thing i suppose is,
suicide is the best way out.
the bible was hollow.
it left me to wallow,
in questions of "why" and...
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drowning
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sorrow
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a new day and age
he runs down the street.
screaming like a maniac.
his eyes are bloodshot.
he's a paranoid insomniac.
he cuts for the rush.
he's a phycopathis schizophrenic.
we're all completely insane!
this is the effect of nostradomas.
the flag burns and the sky falls upon us.
the bible is a paper weight.
the sinner becomes a saint.
im drivin insane by the love and hate.
save your shame, this is a new day and age!
yesterday was dedicated to sin.
and today to blastphemy.
everyone is a slave to beauty and vanity.
satans grasp is around...
screaming like a maniac.
his eyes are bloodshot.
he's a paranoid insomniac.
he cuts for the rush.
he's a phycopathis schizophrenic.
we're all completely insane!
this is the effect of nostradomas.
the flag burns and the sky falls upon us.
the bible is a paper weight.
the sinner becomes a saint.
im drivin insane by the love and hate.
save your shame, this is a new day and age!
yesterday was dedicated to sin.
and today to blastphemy.
everyone is a slave to beauty and vanity.
satans grasp is around...
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RAGE
pray, PRAY!
get no answer!
days go by,
black with cancer!
manic depressive!
engulfed and aggresive!
triggers insensitive!
BI-POLAR DISORDER!
i have no control! i have no control!
scream before me! show your rage!
load the 12 gage, seize the day!
paint a stain, go insane!
put a bullet through your brain!
fuck your happiness!
lose and be depressed!
black and death obsessed!
misery and death threats!
dead, we haven't lived yet!
no has turned to yes!
lies have been excessed!
diversity oppressed!
the walls are...
get no answer!
days go by,
black with cancer!
manic depressive!
engulfed and aggresive!
triggers insensitive!
BI-POLAR DISORDER!
i have no control! i have no control!
scream before me! show your rage!
load the 12 gage, seize the day!
paint a stain, go insane!
put a bullet through your brain!
fuck your happiness!
lose and be depressed!
black and death obsessed!
misery and death threats!
dead, we haven't lived yet!
no has turned to yes!
lies have been excessed!
diversity oppressed!
the walls are...
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letterbomb
my dumb words.
insane and obserd.
false depictions
of the crucifiction.
no direction or reason.
insanity and conformity.
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT!
gouge out my eyes
and leave me blind!
what happened to my
basic rights!
we're forced into this disapointment
suck it up and just enjoy it!
secular and sacred!
extasy and hatred!
this is a letterbomb!
lets count the casualties!
i told you NO cant you take a hint?
you think your godly, and you dont repent!
your just as bad as me!
a believer in secularity,
and a...
insane and obserd.
false depictions
of the crucifiction.
no direction or reason.
insanity and conformity.
LEFT RIGHT LEFT RIGHT!
gouge out my eyes
and leave me blind!
what happened to my
basic rights!
we're forced into this disapointment
suck it up and just enjoy it!
secular and sacred!
extasy and hatred!
this is a letterbomb!
lets count the casualties!
i told you NO cant you take a hint?
you think your godly, and you dont repent!
your just as bad as me!
a believer in secularity,
and a...
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the nobody
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scars
scars?
pictures and stories preserved,
eternally in sorrow.
apathy and hoplessness
a description of my existance.
we are un-noticed, unseen
grains of sand, on a forgotten beach.
paper, skin and eyes
all can be read.
the soul through your eyes.
your hardships through your scars.
and paper is where the true poetry
of HELL will eternally be tattooed
a blank canvas at birth.
and at the end when we rot away, and the scars fade
our souls will run renegade, and we will be free.
souls are trapped in the body. ...
pictures and stories preserved,
eternally in sorrow.
apathy and hoplessness
a description of my existance.
we are un-noticed, unseen
grains of sand, on a forgotten beach.
paper, skin and eyes
all can be read.
the soul through your eyes.
your hardships through your scars.
and paper is where the true poetry
of HELL will eternally be tattooed
a blank canvas at birth.
and at the end when we rot away, and the scars fade
our souls will run renegade, and we will be free.
souls are trapped in the body. ...
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DU Poetry : Submissions by the_unheard (aftermath)