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 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Poetic T
I hate it, cant stand it
That which rules my life,
I can not control the animal
It wishes to break loose.
I have nights before I loose control,
I fear the light.
I hastily retreat, its shimmer
It lights up the dark,
gives birth to you,
My opposite, violent half.
I remember the change
The pain,
Bones snap,
Teeth sharper,
Nails sharpen longer than before,
I howl before my mind is blank,
Then the animal
The hunter
The hunger released
Time is meaningless
I am now only interested in the hunt,
To **** is a blessing for those
Ripped,
Shredded flesh,
Consumed,
Eaten, dead meat.
Those that live, a living nightmare
They will fear the light
Or if strong end that cursed life.
I am of the light and the dark
I am one with two halves, that rule my life.
Sorry to those who had commented and liked I accidently deleted it luckily I had it backed up on the computer
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
I've always wanted to write a drinking song
But my drinking days they are long gone
My favorite saying was...
I'll turn one up before I turn one down
But only if you buy the next ten rounds

Beer, beer, whiskey, & beer
They were the friends that I held dear
Apparently I was too drunk to see
The day they turned their back on me

In a drinking game that I was playing
Can't remember the name cause they're all the same
Forgot who I was and from where I came
But isn't that the point of a drinking game

Wine, wine, Mad dog, & Ripple
I drank so much that it made me simple
Was I a fall down drunk, well maybe so
But only at the bar when I would let go

Beer, beer, whiskey, & beer
They were the friends that I held dear
Wine, wine, Mad dog, & Ripple
*I drank so much that it made me simple
I'm 24 years sober this November...Who want's to party!
I'll bring the sodas...Lol!
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Fenix Flight
She sinks to the floor,
Her tears she cant hold back anymore.
Her Grief pours out
Uncensured,Unrestrained
Feel to roam
and rake her brain.

In her hand she held a razor
The familair itch begins
the slow burn
the desire

She lifts her hand
Presses the cold metal
against her fragile skin
Right above her vien

She slices
From wrist
to elbow.
The Pain brings a smile
to her blue white lips.

The sleep hits her
dragging her under,
she lets the razor fall from her hand.

Laying back against the bed.
She closes her eyes
to rest a bit.

And then...........
Have you seen the revolution?
did it quiver your repulsion?
sitting there in feigned rejection,
laughing at his resurrection.
Gone is word of insurrection,
take it now to your affection,
entertain his sweet deception
while he plays with his *******.
Call me a cynic......
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Poetic T
I crave love,
I must have it all the time,
I need it injected in to my heart
It is the ultimate high.
I need to inhale,
The intoxicating fumes
That love does invoke,
Touching,
Speaking,
Skipping,
Beats,
It sends my mind in to overdrive.
These feelings a high,
My heart beats
Faster when its spoken
Than any other time.
I crash and burn every time
My heart is broke,
I go cold turkey crying back tears,
To that craving now lost,
No words of loving spoke.
But I crave it almost everyday,
Ill find a new source, say I
Love you wait for the words to
Come back spoke injected in to
My heart and mind the moment,
I LOVE
Is spoke, My craving, my fix is love,
This feeling to always be in my life
**LOVE,LOVE,LOVE.
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