The Voices

Ambrose K. Madoc

26 Apr, 2017 07:00 PM
Time passes without you and I am fine
Until your comfort creeps back
Until your voices are heard again

What?
Nothing
Who?
No one
Why?
I know that all to well

You relieve the hurt, hassle and, hatred
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Tags: Drug, Addiction, Drugs
Votes: 2
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The Mirror

jerry harrenstein

14 Apr, 2015 10:14 PM
I was awakened this morning
by what I thought was the aroma
coming from a Turkey being roasted, 
but it was only the fragrance emitted
by my wife whom was lying next to me
and she's definitely not a Turkey.

I rolled over, gave her a kiss on the
shoulder and it could not have felt 
colder.
What's with that?
Was this my wife's way of giving me
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Tags: Death
Votes: 1
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Barcode

Zane A. Murray

12 Nov, 2015 04:08 PM
Rumble, rumble, goes the Earth,
The place where we live, the blue marbled hearth,
Infested with people, everlasting disease,
Taking from the earth, pulling, to cease.

We don’t know it, but we all have a barcode,
Things that you have already blandly showed,
Something that someone else chose,
Not on our skin, not on our clothes.

All working for the plays of one person,
We think things will change, but really they will worsen,
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Tags: Robots, Machines, Freedom
Votes: 4
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The storm

Jack Sorenson

28 Sep, 2015 01:42 AM
Cold weather evocative as scent of the shipment
The romance of dark storm clouds sounded
In big skies over the low wide river loudly
Of long shadows and longer shafts of light
That instead scared the crew hiding below

Of smoke now smelled the ship
Fabulous film-noir stills of Central Station
Of freezing fog silvering the chilled, stilled parks
of the glamorous past stood toghter

Here drops on a reanimate are sequins
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Tags: Frighten, Surivial
Votes: 17
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Him

Ambrose K. Madoc

26 Apr, 2017 07:24 PM
He lurks in the shadows
Hiding
Waiting
Hiding from me
Waiting from me
I sense him
Anxiety signals him
He is near
And then he strikes

It is when I am most joyous that he strikes
Not a hard strike
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Tags: Depression, Depressed
Votes: -1
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Wonderland

harley

11 Dec, 2014 05:50 AM
I thought this would be an adventure.
Alice and I had an agreement.
All I'm doing is living in pure torture.
She led me to this unending torment.
This wonderland is truly hell.

Screaming to please wake up,
To drink the right poison,
To take enough of your harsh beating.

Why can't I wake up?
Wonderland isn't the place for me.
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Tags: Wonderland, Despair
Votes: 0
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BLOODLUST

Danny D Gray

31 Dec, 2013 09:31 AM
BLOODLUST

my bloodlust is unquenchable
My rage is unstable
My limits are in unreachable 
My fire is uncontrollable

This thirst that I have must be drenched in your blood
Your life is now done your blood must now flow
In my eyes your life fleets away slow
I sit lusting for more
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Tags: Bloodlust
Votes: 1
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Changeling

Andy

20 Sep, 2015 11:19 AM
I look into the mirror and the only one I see,
Is the presence of my lover, and a face that’s haunting me,
The one I gave up life for, the one I thought so fair,
The one I never realized hid a promise of despair.

What started as a dream, from the tedium of life,
Quickly turned to sorrow cutting deeper than a knife,
For little did I know that the visions haunting me,
Were a precursor of the void to come, and stark calamity!

For you said,
“I am the blackness in your head,
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Tags: Dark
Votes: 4
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Machine

Zane A. Murray

03 Nov, 2015 02:57 AM
We all live in a world where darkness is falling,
We all live in a world where no one is calling,
We all want things that have no mental gain,
Because of our greed we give pestilence, death and pain.

In a world with slave drivers telling you how to live,
In a broken society that refuses the audacity to give,
"Because I said so", the phrase of no reason,
They say they give you liberty, but it's only laws without season.

Don't listen to these people, tell you what to do, what to think, and what to feel,
They treat us like machines, liveless,
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Tags: Freedom, Rebel, Machine
Votes: 2
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My Silent Hill

Zane A. Murray

12 Feb, 2016 09:10 PM
Every morning I wake up 6 A.M.
Moon still out as if it be a clear gem,
Darkness in my room, same as the night,
This place I live, just isn’t right.

Outside of my head, leads to the mill,
That holds and stores nothing but thrill,
Mist and fog lays upon the streets,
Nothing to notice but my bloody sheets.

Monsters walk the streets during the night and during the day,
Limping and crawling on all fours, demons I must slay,
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Tags: Silent, Hill, Monsters
Votes: 1
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