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#explosive
A young soldier who came from Beirut, Though he tried, he just couldn't shoot The young man and his gang All went out with a bang In a bomb laden vest 'neath his suit
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Dec 30, 2025
Dec 30, 2025 at 4:59 PM UTC
Boom
My throat is a battlefield Where screams go to die They crawl up like Spiders with broken legs Then fall back down Into my chest cavity Banging against my ribs Like caged birds Until their wings snap And feathers clog my lungs My hands are earthquakes That never stop Fingers twitching like Live wires against my skin I press them into my thighs And bruises bloom in the form of Purple flowers watered by adrenaline The shaking moves inward My bones rattle like Wind chimes in a hurricane My heartbeat is a drum corps Marching through my temples I can't tell if it's love Or terror anymore A relentless percussion That makes my vision blur At the edges like watercolour Left in rain My inner child is screaming Inside my skull Her voice is sandpaper Scraping against bone She claws at the inside of my throat Until her fingernails break off And scatter like shrapnel Through my bloodstream She's trying to tear her way out Through my mouth I swallow her back down Drowning her in my stomach acid My skin doesn't fit anymore It's two sizes too small And made of barbed wire Every breath stretches it tighter I swear I can feel it Splitting at the seams Revealing something underneath That doesn't have a name I'm simultaneously too much And not enough My body is a contradiction of physics Expanding and collapsing In the same instant Like a star dying in real time The explosion is happening Inside my chest The implosion is happening Behind my eyes And I can't tell which direction Is up anymore Time moves like molasses in winter Thick Slow Suffocating But also like lightning Split-second and blinding Past Present And future Collapse into this single moment I'm everywhere I've ever been And nowhere I want to stay My breath comes in gasps That taste like copper Like I've been chewing on Pennies or blood Or maybe both Maybe I've been eating myself alive Starting with the soft parts Working my way to the bone There's a pressure behind my eyes Like someone's trying to push Them out from inside Or maybe pull them Back into my skull I can't tell the difference anymore Between pushing and pulling Holding on and letting go Staying and leaving Alive and Dead My thoughts are a traffic jam Every single one trying to exit at once They're all going in Different directions And none of them know The destination Just that they need to get there Now Immediately Yesterday The space between my Shoulder blades feels like it's been Hollowed out with a spoon Scooped clean and left empty Somehow still heavy Like someone filled the Cavity with lead Regret The weight of every word I never said My jaw aches from clenching Teeth grinding down to powder Tongue swollen from being bitten To keep from screaming Speaking Existing out loud There's a vibration in my sternum Like a phone set to silent A constant buzz that makes My whole chest cavity hum With something that might be rage Grief Or both Braided together so tightly They've become the same thing My fingernails have left Half-moons in my palms Little red parentheses Marking where I've tried to Hold myself together by squeezing So hard my hands went numb But numb isn't the same as gone And together isn't the same as whole I'm a live wire in a puddle Dangerous and drowning Sparking and sinking All at once Forever
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Sep 28, 2025
Sep 28, 2025 at 5:03 AM UTC
Pressure
My throat is a battlefield Where screams go to die They crawl up like Spiders with broken legs Then fall back down Into my chest cavity Banging against my ribs Like caged birds Until their wings snap And feathers clog my lungs My hands are earthquakes That never stop Fingers twitching like Live wires against my skin I press them into my thighs And bruises bloom in the form of Purple flowers watered by adrenaline The shaking moves inward My bones rattle like Wind chimes in a hurricane My heartbeat is a drum corps Marching through my temples I can't tell if it's love Or terror anymore A relentless percussion That makes my vision blur At the edges like watercolour Left in rain My inner child is screaming Inside my skull Her voice is sandpaper Scraping against bone She claws at the inside of my throat Until her fingernails break off And scatter like shrapnel Through my bloodstream She's trying to tear her way out Through my mouth I swallow her back down Drowning her in my stomach acid My skin doesn't fit anymore It's two sizes too small And made of barbed wire Every breath stretches it tighter I swear I can feel it Splitting at the seams Revealing something underneath That doesn't have a name I'm simultaneously too much And not enough My body is a contradiction of physics Expanding and collapsing In the same instant Like a star dying in real time The explosion is happening Inside my chest The implosion is happening Behind my eyes And I can't tell which direction Is up anymore Time moves like molasses in winter Thick Slow Suffocating But also like lightning Split-second and blinding Past Present And future Collapse into this single moment I'm everywhere I've ever been And nowhere I want to stay My breath comes in gasps That taste like copper Like I've been chewing on Pennies or blood Or maybe both Maybe I've been eating myself alive Starting with the soft parts Working my way to the bone There's a pressure behind my eyes Like someone's trying to push Them out from inside Or maybe pull them Back into my skull I can't tell the difference anymore Between pushing and pulling Holding on and letting go Staying and leaving Alive and Dead My thoughts are a traffic jam Every single one trying to exit at once They're all going in Different directions And none of them know The destination Just that they need to get there Now Immediately Yesterday The space between my Shoulder blades feels like it's been Hollowed out with a spoon Scooped clean and left empty Somehow still heavy Like someone filled the Cavity with lead Regret The weight of every word I never said My jaw aches from clenching Teeth grinding down to powder Tongue swollen from being bitten To keep from screaming Speaking Existing out loud There's a vibration in my sternum Like a phone set to silent A constant buzz that makes My whole chest cavity hum With something that might be rage Grief Or both Braided together so tightly They've become the same thing My fingernails have left Half-moons in my palms Little red parentheses Marking where I've tried to Hold myself together by squeezing So hard my hands went numb But numb isn't the same as gone And together isn't the same as whole I'm a live wire in a puddle Dangerous and drowning Sparking and sinking All at once Forever
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Feels like my heads going to explode My bodies a ticking time bomb These fists hitting the ground wondering where each land mine is. There’s a tank in my heart shooting these emotions everywhere. I’m wondering where I’m going to land If I’ll be in pieces in the end Which explosive device is going to go off ? My brain? My heart? My mouth? These eyes ? Wondering if my temper is going to get the better of me and click this button and end it all. I’m clutching the gun closer to my chest Where will I aim ? Where will it land?
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Aug 12, 2023
Aug 12, 2023 at 2:43 AM UTC
Untitled
merlot leaked from my neck white fog clouding my vision my chest tightened i fought back the urge to fight and greeted the night which exploded into blinding white light
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Jan 30, 2021
Jan 30, 2021 at 9:00 PM UTC
Wine Drunk
God bless wartime for lovers And the heart's desire For all things ammunition The seminal spark Of randomology Runs as an aqueduct To the mothership Fascination is found In strangeness And its sister's alien sigh The fun of fear Is teeth and biomechanics And morbid curiosity Of what lurks in the brazen alcove Abducted on Sunday morning Returned in time for kickoff Dressed like a fugitive With a hole in your head Souvenir of the brave and the new The body's warm jets Begin to stir as a powder keg Any kind of love you've had Is always far sweeter as a memory A memory, angel
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May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 8:10 AM UTC
Love and Gunpowder
Righteousness of action Assimilation despite protest Gesticulating invalid points Excommunication for beliefs & Hypercorrection to fit in Accountableness and your actions Thermodynamic reaction Excuse me for a moment Please forgive my descent in anger
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Feb 20, 2020
Feb 20, 2020 at 3:40 PM UTC
The Descent
for a brief moment a nano second I was aware unaware of it it's globular mess those molecules green, red, orange, white, blue bursting outwards but pressed too tightly inwards there was no room for their expression they repelled that spherical mess held together with an invisible membrane explosive wound up each desiring to escape from it's counterpart similar but vastly different and then the bears claws elongated abnormal scratching a tear down and through my very soul the inner world met the manifest fears of the outer world every cell, no, molecule in my body screamed screamed screamed I could only help myself I awoke
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Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 12:07 PM UTC
The Dream
Tears flowing like a river; hands trembling like an earthquake, The pool I drown my sorrows in erupts – like a volcano, It rushes through me like a great tidal wave. A tsunami. Destroying every inch of my frail self, I am nothing but a dormant bomb, waiting to explode, Waiting; waiting for final peace, whatever that may be, And even though you have broken me in two, I forgive you, Day after day. As I reconstruct my shattered heart you tear it apart. Ruthless. Oblivious to the repercussions of your cynical actions, But whatever it may be, I shall get my final peace, Even if I must forgive you, Day after day.
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Feb 27, 2019
Feb 27, 2019 at 1:40 PM UTC
Volcano
Sit Still, Try to Relax I’m only just beginning...
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Dec 8, 2018
Dec 8, 2018 at 3:46 PM UTC
Explosive News
I write like a paintball machine Spitting out ***** of paint In flights of fancy I write like I think My thoughts And emotions Coming alive I write like a roller coaster My mood swings apparent High to low And sometimes Just plain wired I write like I sing At moments belting it all out Other times, softer Taking the effort To sing so others will like it I write like a camera Taking snapshots Of everything surrounding me Both outside And inside I write like I cry The words coming out like an endless waterfall In a short burst of emotion Before it stops And I am light as a feather I could compare my writing to so much It’d probably take longer than I have To name them all But with just this I’m sure you can relate Writing can be a lovely thing
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Sep 19, 2018
Sep 19, 2018 at 10:22 PM UTC
How I Write
Smoked up a half Others think we’re mad Perfectly complimenting Infectious laugh Overwhelming energy Creating a perfect synergy Twin souls The missing piece Bonnie to my Clyde An atomic release Wreaking havoc On every road we tread Kiss explosive Exuding various shades of red Straight from the bottle Drinking whiskey Lips taste of alcohol and apple Before we go full throttle Getting frisky In the back of a packed bar No thoughts of who can see You put your hands all over me Smoking cigarettes Until our lungs hurt Making bets Behind smirks Knowing we can’t win here Overcoming every fear Of any consequence Or anyone that comes near...
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Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 9:53 AM UTC
Atomic Passion
In my experience its dangerous to get close to anyone/but with you I'm conclusively right/when we touch **** goes boom/so my question is how close can we get to eachother without triggering our crazy?
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Aug 8, 2018
Aug 8, 2018 at 1:05 PM UTC
Our love goes boom
loving you, is like walking on a landmine; suited with a vest decorated in dangerous explosives one wrong step-                           and it goes 'kaboom', just like ticks of warning from my puny heart                                     you hold a machine                                    and prepared to shoot;                                    as if I've not experienced                                    the after effects of this war, just so I could win, the peace treaty of your affection
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Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 11:38 AM UTC
love's a land mine
there is no need to throw grenades at me; when I am already a living, ticking timebomb
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Jan 9, 2018
Jan 9, 2018 at 12:13 PM UTC
dangerous explosives
the term 'opposite attracts' is coined for a reason, when two similar people are bonded with chemistry, it can unwillingly cause an explosive reaction, that's physically and mentally harmful to both sides due to strong, obsessive bonds for one another yet when opposite attracts, a subtle reaction is triggered with occasional sparks, and mixes to become the perfect formula we call love
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Dec 17, 2017
Dec 17, 2017 at 11:07 AM UTC
opposite attracts
*Passion: blazing, a burning fire, a deep desire. Me before you. Our hearts expanding. Fierce emotion-- Love.*
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Dec 4, 2016
Dec 4, 2016 at 4:50 PM UTC
Untitled
Your kiss sparks a fire, the gun powder in me flares, triggering fire works.
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Oct 1, 2016
Oct 1, 2016 at 2:40 PM UTC
Trigger-Haiku
Everytime I see your bubbly smile I'm actually watching fireworks. The air smells explosive when you let that first one go and I feel the shockwave hit my chest. You light up the night, not once, not twice, but for what seems like forever, so radiant and clamoring its impossible to ignore you. You captivate me with quickly blooming blossoms whenever you snicker and I want nothing more than to sit where I am and stare at you for hours. You never get tired of releasing your light into the world, and you never get old; you only get more beautiful to me from beginning to the end. Save the finale just for me.
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Aug 29, 2016
Aug 29, 2016 at 5:26 PM UTC
Fireworks
Mayfire strikes out, a fever like no other. Fireworks sparkle and crackle and boom across the sky. Cackling and burning with laughter, They taunt and they don't forgive. Explosive and wild and colorful, Yet after their spark is gone, there is nothing but a null, A small, infinitesimal void. But they knew what they were. They lived to the fullest, for their life is so short. They know the meaning of life like no other. Fireworks are bolder. They aren't afraid to show their true selves. They aren't afraid to show their true colors, In their last moments. Fireworks are spectacular bursts Of burning truths.
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Sep 4, 2015
Sep 4, 2015 at 3:25 PM UTC
Bursts Of Truths
i am consumed with feelings anger takes over things are flying uncontrollable stormy violent how does one control this? are feelings meant to be controlled? breathe in breathe out breathe in breathe out c o n t r o l i cannot i feel weak i can’t breathe help
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 5:49 PM UTC
explosive
We don't know where we are going to land Whose arms we find ourselves in When the fuse finishes with a puff of smoke It's not over. This is the best part of it Whose arms we find ourselves in. Brace for impact Be ready Catch the broken pieces we can't hold together
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May 26, 2015
May 26, 2015 at 11:22 PM UTC
Pull the pin, it's a sick game of hot potato
I do not cherish what I see mayhem and confusion   strewn before Me everything is on edge ready to explode If we keep a lid on it it will surely implode heart in throat pulse pounds crickets go quite time to hit the ground My skin it crawls anticipating secrets to be revealed the truth is much too painful Leave My body so as Not To Feel Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 4:52 PM UTC
mayhem
\      .     /    \   .    ^       /..    =      <   •   >    =            /        V       \          **/  / \ \   | |    \ \    /  /** •••••••••• •••••••••• sparking at the end •eating away at my wick• forcing me into a backward bend• now by the second I tick...•I am truly seething•I am... TNT•I am so close to exploding...•I am...incendiary•it feels like a crime•but..............there isn't left much room•it's just a matter of time• before I finally decide to go...fizz... fzzzs...sszz...fizzle...ssszzfzz... KABOOM!
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 7:31 AM UTC
Fffsszzszfzsz...!