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AGE:
22
LOC: Monsey, NY
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 03
LOC: Monsey, NY
GEN: Male
LAST LOGIN: June 03
Ok some people have been complaining about my profile so a little more info. I am a psychology major (junior year) who is completely psychotic and cursed with a weird sense of humor that often none gets. I like to write quotes, but am compulsed to write poetry at 3 am. For years i ripped up my stuff, or burned it. However right before last summer (2006) my psychology professor made me keep my first poem i had written in a year – “Weep for Me”. Since then i have had these compulsions to write poetry, and short stories. To know who or what i am – read “Confessions of A Closet Poet”. Of course some of my poetry is serious, but i love using subliminal messages inside my poems to convey the emotional message. I know i hardly ever use punctua…
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sometimes when i think of suicide i remember that i dont own a gun knives are too messy and i dont have the pills to overdose on meds killing all of the thrills so here i remain alive and insane Still looking for ways To End my days
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I bind my arms each day With straps of leather and pray To ease the binding Of barbed wire and suffering Seven times on my left arm Then I form God’s name Shadai But God is hiding here Behind the smoke of the crematorium For how could any suffering God Endure the pain we at Auschwitz feel? Look now, I see the shadow of night Somewhere out there some Jews must be free I wonder if when they sleep at night They think about those of us here? My left hand is open Beseeching human sympathy But huma...
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Depression, Chronic fatigue Feelings of inadequacy Loss of pleasure in most day to day activities Rotting away in a tower of pain Left with the voices that reside in my head Cajoling and pleading me to join the bruised dead I hear their voices clear and sharp as a knife A knife that beckons me to end this dark life The shadow is seductive with its promise of silence Promises of healing the sadness But the vow yields nothing more than the unspoken words No pain no gain, but definitely no gladn...
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Girls Girls , son you gotta realize They got hair that can sparkle And eyes that shine And their smiles Can Blow your mind But I’ll tell you son, Time after time Never fall in love I was free once A handsome young buck And I swear I just ran out of luck When she smiled at me, Yeah I’m talking bout you’re mom She smiled and I fell in love So watch yourself carefully Sow your wild oats Pick ‘em when they’re ripe Pollinate, Prorogate, Indulge your desires Move on to another whenever you get tire...
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A flick of his fingers Carrying a sentence of death The power of life resides On the whim of a mortal man Power, absolute power To the left I see all the social “undesirables” But who dares term a child undesired? The women and children, weak and infirm Are all sent to the left To their death Yet when my turn came I was granted my life Sent to the right side But I cannot call this side of the night An existence or a life Naked emacipated bodies Mocking health and vigor Refusing to die When th...
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great short poem - i dont know if you wanted this to end like this or not but perhaps if you would add in more "words" to this poem in the same style of pain it would emphasize the pain of betrayal from one's loved ones.
I LOVE this- i just had one of those days. xcept i didnt sleep last night. (which might have caused all the problems now that i think about it) But really "Well Said"! "Bravo"! and encore!
Ok not really sure where you are going with this story. one place for sure you need to go is back to the editing room. Here are some typos i picked up - marked in parenthesis. ---- That’s right a Small,(small) muscular, short legged, bugged eyed, thier (their) owners who are artsy types, poets, authors and non-conformists. --- There is more but its hard to tell if intentional grammer errors or unintentional. Clarify, and edit this story some more.
Ok i like the story especially the point at the end. Perhaps im dense, but what i dont understand is how the story ends. Is he the man in the hospital? thats what seems so, but then how would you explain the quote: "I promise that if you’re still on this good, green earth tomorrow, that I will not only come here again to see you, but I will also move mountains to find a way and get you a fresh pack of filterless cigarettes,” This seems (and most of the story seem so too) that the story is abo...
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