PuddleOfShards

Trying to find the hidden desire

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Wrapped With Love by PuddleOfShards, literature

Addicted to you by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Addicted to you

I’m so addicted to Your every movement of humor How you can bring light hearted tones That fills the room And plasters walls in gentle waves Each time you come I’m so addicted to Your seemingly naïve personality That cloaks who you really are around others But sheds to revel a real man of desire when We’re alone Yet, like all addictions You’re bad for me You make me insane and restless But, what can I say? I’m addicted to you.

Self Determination by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Self Determination

Each star is a flashlight dangling from invisible string Undulating their twinkle against a stark sky of the unknown Relentlessly accepting their places I won’t be that complacent. I will argue and question everything and everyone No matter who the person is, I will do it. Giants green with envy Trying to breathe their demanding silence into my lungs In an attempt to revive the naive child who blindly accepts things Never will they win! Never will I give up! Even after repetitive scorching lashes struggle to bleed the voice out of me Never will they win and steal my passion and identity! And streetlights glare at the night,

Stifling the Monster Inside by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Stifling the Monster Inside

Standing in the rain, looking up to a sky so dim Praying for the courage to just stay alive He asks to stifle the monster inside of him Throbbing with temptation, acting on a whim Praying for the courage and hope to not survive Standing in the rain, looking up to a sky so dim Cursing his thoughts that have become grim Hoping he has a chance to be revived So he can ask to stifle the monster inside of him Terrified that his chances may be slim To live, he wishes someone would arrive. Falling in the rain, looking up to a sky so dim The reaper takes his time and begins to trim Away the last minutes of life unable to thrive. Silently

Hope? by PuddleOfShards, literature

The Trap of Video Games by PuddleOfShards, literature

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The Trap of Video Games

blast another little red mushroom stomp belligerent beetles collect the oh so pretty coins elude scrupulous fireballs from ugly prickly flowers? escape a bullet that barely mis you ses dodge the cars topped with cherries and steal another car in exchange for the price of murder then bask in the glory of rapidly accumulated points absorb waves of light emitted from a glassy, or rather plastic now days, screen that s i n

I Miss You So Much by PuddleOfShards, literature

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I Miss You So Much

He sits so silently ignoring the tap of the black crow Turns and whispers to me Quietly talking of the peaceful beauty of the snow And the withered tree What he has to say splices the heart Seizes what was left of any joyous mood And this time didn’t leave out the dreadful part Of a sentence that I have long rued I love you. You know that right? Of course I do. I love you too. But Time is eternally up tonight In the last breath he drew.

T.V. Lover by PuddleOfShards, literature

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T.V. Lover

Coming to the night, you indolently gaze Absorbing rays of colored black and white Glowing from a box built of a wire maze. The chances of your wakefulness are slight. Laid back in your comfy reclined chair, Viewing the outside world from a square screen. Delighted by the warmth of the air, Agree, you can’t resist the sleepy scream. Now time moves so fast, but slowly you drool While eyes shut tightly closed on a pillow. To which you hear your sloppy bedtime tool, TV. lullabies quietly billow. Daylight breaks once again to another This TV, your bedtime surrogate lover

Elusive Alcohol by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Elusive Alcohol

Tumbling over words of a fateful night And sliding through mud from this acidic rain Leaves us wondering if we’ll win this fight. Slowly marching down ominously small lanes Plummeting into the malicious beat How are we to comprehend and explain? Love from the toxin keeps us off our feet. Welcoming the elusive needy cry For a tonic that is not from the streets. Welcoming the elusive needy cry Leaves us wondering if we’ll win this fight Alcohol covers what we wish were lies. Tumbling over words of a carefree night Leaves us wanting more to escape life.

Good-bye My Stalker by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Good-bye My Stalker

Three and a half months and yet you explain You love me. And believe me, I do too. I love me, just not you How are you going to find anything to gain From your obsessive tendencies that need to be slain? Aww, honey. Do I make you blue? Just because I told you that I knew About all the times you drove by to ease your lonely pain Well boy, I’m sorry, this is the end There is no you and I; there never was. And maybe the third time is the charm If we ever date again. Nevertheless, I think my heart will mend. By the way, your kiss seemed like the touch of Jaws But no matter, you still have a hand and arm.

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Wrapped With Love by PuddleOfShards, literature

Addicted to you by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Addicted to you

Self Determination by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Self Determination

Stifling the Monster Inside by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Stifling the Monster Inside

Hope? by PuddleOfShards, literature

The Trap of Video Games by PuddleOfShards, literature

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The Trap of Video Games

I Miss You So Much by PuddleOfShards, literature

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I Miss You So Much

T.V. Lover by PuddleOfShards, literature

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T.V. Lover

Elusive Alcohol by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Elusive Alcohol

Good-bye My Stalker by PuddleOfShards, literature

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Good-bye My Stalker

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About PuddleOfShards

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United States
Deviant for 16 years
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Current Residence: escaping from the hole in the bottom of your sock
Favourite genre of music: Rock, Alternative, Goth
MP3 player of choice: iPod

Favourite Movies

Girl Interupted, The Davinci Code, Donnie Darko, and so many more

Favourite Bands / Musical Artists

3Doors Down, Three Days Grace, The Used, Cold, Ramstein, oh so many others!

Favourite Writers

T.S. Elliot and Edgar Allen Poe

Tools of the Trade

Paper, pens, pencils, paint, my computer, ect.

Other Interests

music, guitar, art, writing, ect.

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PuddleOfShards

May 28, 2008

It's Been a while since i could say....

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It really has been a while since i have been on the computer or even updated my page.... I have had a tough semester of college this year... my first year... it has really been a really different experience. now i am unfortunately back in my parents house and absolutely hate it because they drive my up the walls... but on the serious side of things, my mom and i always argue and it places so much unnecessary stress on my life that i dont need or want... my fear is that by just being here for the summer, for 3 months, that that will be all it takes to put me back into a deep (possibly deeper) depression.... i think that part of why i was depre

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Mar 25, 2008

Loss, Apathy, Hate, and Disbelief

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     So the school year is almost over with and I'm feeling like I'm already giving up. I'm so tired of having to keep trying and straining myself. After the year is over with, I have to move back to my parents house because from the looks of it I cant afford an apartment and i can't move back on campus because of my dog (he's the only one who brings a smile to my face and makes me feel true happiness, and of course my little sister). I can not stand my mother. In the few short days I've been home she has been nagging on me and annoying me to no end. She keeps pushing me closer to what I was like a year ago, depressed and suicidal. It's mean

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Mar 22, 2008

Lack of Passion and Inspiration

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Got ive had this writers block now since last july, and i need to write a poem for my poetry class but i cant. i dont have any passion and inspiration. i want to write, but noting will come. its rather frustrating to have and not need or want at the moment. anywho, if anyone has any ideas, please let me know.