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KillerKhooler
KillerKhooler
M How ya'll doing... I hope good. I love to write and I write other stuff beside poems. I love reading other people poems because I like to relate to their pain.
In the darkest parts of my being. So many category of monster would surface. The constant mistake and behavior of people allow them to break restraints and attack. My mess up needs and wants help feed their selfishness and taint all the uncorrupted parts of me. It's weird how they don't leave any bruises or mark but somehow they can hurt me. I have found and forge so many weapons against them. I have develope different tactic against those who bring them to life. Let's just say it a on going battle. It's obvious who's winning. One vs infinity. But it's OK. All that they stole from me I'll somehow take back. Lord knows when I will find other to join the psychological fight. 'til then I'll deal with this alone.
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May 29, 2021
May 29, 2021 at 9:51 PM UTC
Against
I've run for miles Run for months I can't get faster I'd try to shake Shake it off Shake my thoughts I can't get past her I've try to make Make her stay But It didn't pull through I'd try to save Try not to cave Then I just falter I am the worst I have the worst fear And I surrounder I've try to fight Fight myself Fight an object Who is my opponent I want to win Win her heart I'm an example of failure
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Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 10:36 PM UTC
Cave
We all have something inside of us. Some of us can feel it. Others are truly uncertain. But it's waiting to be explored. Just anxious to come out at will. Maybe it's dormant until the right moment Take over and alternate your personality. Compel to react without your command. Slowly to possess or at your possession. Not knowing if it's part of us. Will you accept? Or just their to help. A chance you might reject. They could probably trap inside us. Better yet maybe replace us.
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 10:04 PM UTC
Moment
Are we powerful or weak? We have the power to hurt other and they call that weak! Those who are weak, they tell them they have power. If we know and accept our limits are we powerful or are we weak? Can being weak be something more? Not knowing our full potential and keep trying until we get stronger. Can being powerful be something less? Understanding we can't go further and this is all we have to offer. Are they one in the same? Are they two different thing? I think of myself as both.
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Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 8:38 PM UTC
Potential
Sometimes my life is a mess. Some days I need a friend or two. Alot of time I want to be held or have someone give me affection. Other times I don't want to be bother by anyone but that doesn't last too long. Some nights I don't want to live. Almost everyday I don't want to see the sun. Everyday I fake a smile and hope it look genuine. Or as genuine my sad state allows me to be.
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Mar 13, 2020
Mar 13, 2020 at 8:54 PM UTC
Foundation
Share your time Share your words Share your animosity Share all that hurts Share your thoughts The darkest parts Share what make you cold Share what make you hollow Share what keeps you up at night Share your demons But keep your angels Share everything that prevents you And take what you need from me To make you strong
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Mar 7, 2020
Mar 7, 2020 at 8:52 PM UTC
Transfer
I feel vincible? as always Can I falter? almost constantly Am I useless? well sometimes Am I together? never Am I content? seldom Can I change? everyday Am I steady? just barely Fall to pieces? still missing Am I lost? most definitely Anyone for you? no one
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Mar 6, 2020
Mar 6, 2020 at 8:50 PM UTC
Myself
Pull me up and away from this world. Take me to our paradise. Brighten my dark mind. Don't promise me another false heaven but a hell we can settle in. I want another Taste of your twisted joy. Crash my mind with overwhelming satisfaction. Love my body to near death with your black ecstasy.
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Dec 14, 2019
Dec 14, 2019 at 8:48 PM UTC
Black Ecstasy
What I listen to is not for everyone. The sound that come from these earphone or speakers are loud and unpleasant. What's playing depend on your mood or it may change your mood. Painfully loud your ears will ring and bleed just a little bit. The music is my only company. A room dark is my only friend. And the vibration of a melancholic song is my only drug. My only recreation.
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Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 10:00 PM UTC
Sonic Medication
I would like to be among the white clouds as it snow. Just float above the earth and it's people. If someone can deal me some wings maybe two pair so I can keep up. Or move faster than the birds or the angels. Being this high can be scary until you become experience. Their always that fear of falling then its gone when you get use to it. Will I need more wings to touch the sun or to really see the Earth or even make it to heaven. Or to many wings will pull me back and crash down.
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Aug 3, 2019
Aug 3, 2019 at 8:32 PM UTC
Zenith