Submissions by Indie (Miss Indie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
human, quirky, dark.
the darkness only takes bodies not hands
I look around
at all the people I care about
and I see them suffering
and I can't save them
from the darkness
because the only way out
is through
and I'm only
one pair of hands
These days feel like swimming
under a black moonless sky
the shore obscured by waves
and there's water reaching
for my lungs
as I struggle to breathe
and how can I save anyone
when all I think about
is dying
and how I don't really want to
but I'm not sure how to live
in a world that wasn't made ...
at all the people I care about
and I see them suffering
and I can't save them
from the darkness
because the only way out
is through
and I'm only
one pair of hands
These days feel like swimming
under a black moonless sky
the shore obscured by waves
and there's water reaching
for my lungs
as I struggle to breathe
and how can I save anyone
when all I think about
is dying
and how I don't really want to
but I'm not sure how to live
in a world that wasn't made ...
#depression
#friendship
#MentalHealth
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even zombies dream of sleep
I'm curled up in the
foetal position on the couch
wearing my saline tears
like a retro fashion statement
no one will get to see
Today I broke again
and my brain has decided
to say no to everything
that isnt this trauma position
which is neither
comfortable nor helpful
And every push through
is a push back
every time I step outside
means I'll spend
tomorrow daydreaming about sleep
(or death)
these days they look
a little bit the same
Because I can't sleep enough
to...
foetal position on the couch
wearing my saline tears
like a retro fashion statement
no one will get to see
Today I broke again
and my brain has decided
to say no to everything
that isnt this trauma position
which is neither
comfortable nor helpful
And every push through
is a push back
every time I step outside
means I'll spend
tomorrow daydreaming about sleep
(or death)
these days they look
a little bit the same
Because I can't sleep enough
to...
#depression
#MentalHealth
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5 Comments
just another ghost in flesh clothing
This tiredness makes me a ghost
a whisper of who I was
and who I want to be
I feel like a leaf
that has never touched the ground
caught in the whorls
and flurries of the wind
that sometimes slows
but never stops
I call, yell, scream into the wind
but I'm always going
in the wrong direction
and so I pass you by
in a silence full of words
and you mistake my tired expression
for something akin to boredom
or unexplained irritation
and tell me to smile
because things can't be that bad ...
a whisper of who I was
and who I want to be
I feel like a leaf
that has never touched the ground
caught in the whorls
and flurries of the wind
that sometimes slows
but never stops
I call, yell, scream into the wind
but I'm always going
in the wrong direction
and so I pass you by
in a silence full of words
and you mistake my tired expression
for something akin to boredom
or unexplained irritation
and tell me to smile
because things can't be that bad ...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#despair
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2 Comments
there's no mop bucket available
There are days when compassion
rolls like condensation down the windows
and pools on the floor
with no one to lovingly mop it up
and tell it there's a better days ahead
You lost your temper again today
over something small and stupid
it's shadow the size of a mountain
and I ignored your distress
because like the boy who cried wolf
the sounds of your emotions snapping
have lost legitimate meaning
I lost my temper again today
over old things, lost things
things that happened to a different me
in a...
rolls like condensation down the windows
and pools on the floor
with no one to lovingly mop it up
and tell it there's a better days ahead
You lost your temper again today
over something small and stupid
it's shadow the size of a mountain
and I ignored your distress
because like the boy who cried wolf
the sounds of your emotions snapping
have lost legitimate meaning
I lost my temper again today
over old things, lost things
things that happened to a different me
in a...
#relationships
#conflict
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2 Comments
that time of year again
My skin drips with humid misery
parched earth beneath my feet
with the sunburnt remnants of grass
that can't survive under a summer sun
Summer feels like I'm dying
a documentable deja vu
to years long past
where my brain chemistry
was just as fried as the earth
I want to wake up early
before the world starts
so I can feel the predawn chill
of life before it's evaporated
into a merciless atmosphere
Instead I sleep in
under a cloud of depression
and disappointment
that I couldn't...
parched earth beneath my feet
with the sunburnt remnants of grass
that can't survive under a summer sun
Summer feels like I'm dying
a documentable deja vu
to years long past
where my brain chemistry
was just as fried as the earth
I want to wake up early
before the world starts
so I can feel the predawn chill
of life before it's evaporated
into a merciless atmosphere
Instead I sleep in
under a cloud of depression
and disappointment
that I couldn't...
#depression
#summer
#apathy #boredom
#apathy #boredom
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7 Comments
just a white walled house
This house is not a home
it's just bare white rental walls
we're not approved to decorate
We don't own anything nice
sleep on mattresses on the floor
and you somehow think that's normal
living so cheaply we wake up in pain
I'm tired of bare walls
and second hand furniture
that was already old when we got it
I've lost count of the tip runs
we've done this year
because things break
or no longer work as intended
We could have saved money
owning better things
but you hold our...
it's just bare white rental walls
we're not approved to decorate
We don't own anything nice
sleep on mattresses on the floor
and you somehow think that's normal
living so cheaply we wake up in pain
I'm tired of bare walls
and second hand furniture
that was already old when we got it
I've lost count of the tip runs
we've done this year
because things break
or no longer work as intended
We could have saved money
owning better things
but you hold our...
#depression
#home
#poverty
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6 Comments
a boring low (a day with depression)
6:30am
I'm awake
I'm awake I'm awake I'm awake
I'm not getting out of bed
but I'm awake
8am
I get out of bed
because if I don't
I'll piss myself
8:10am
I drink a ginseng tea
in the hopes it will make
me feel awake
because my anxiety
can't handle coffee today
8:30am
I got up
when the bus was leaving
so we have to uber it
I feel guilty that I don't regret
the waste of money
11:45am
Two...
I'm awake
I'm awake I'm awake I'm awake
I'm not getting out of bed
but I'm awake
8am
I get out of bed
because if I don't
I'll piss myself
8:10am
I drink a ginseng tea
in the hopes it will make
me feel awake
because my anxiety
can't handle coffee today
8:30am
I got up
when the bus was leaving
so we have to uber it
I feel guilty that I don't regret
the waste of money
11:45am
Two...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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can we keep it uncomplicated?
1.
I'm not your competition
I never have been
you think you can't have
what your want
'cause you say
I do it better
I don't do it better
I just do it like me
I've never been better than you
just different
2.
I don't know what you see
that makes you hold me
in more esteem
than I deserve
I am a pain in the arse
to live with it
and I know it
but you bury my flaws
like they don't affect you
every single day
and pretend that love
is worth the...
I'm not your competition
I never have been
you think you can't have
what your want
'cause you say
I do it better
I don't do it better
I just do it like me
I've never been better than you
just different
2.
I don't know what you see
that makes you hold me
in more esteem
than I deserve
I am a pain in the arse
to live with it
and I know it
but you bury my flaws
like they don't affect you
every single day
and pretend that love
is worth the...
#friendship
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3 Comments
bigot
I sometimes wonder
how we coexist
when we're not on
the same page
about some really
important things
Hell, we're not even
in the same book
on the same shelf
or same section
of this library
I'm not even sure
we're in the same library
And you resent me
for closing down every conversation
that could lead to an argument
nevermind
that you find me too emotional
and can't have a conversation
with me anyway
because my intensity
makes you uncomfortable
...
how we coexist
when we're not on
the same page
about some really
important things
Hell, we're not even
in the same book
on the same shelf
or same section
of this library
I'm not even sure
we're in the same library
And you resent me
for closing down every conversation
that could lead to an argument
nevermind
that you find me too emotional
and can't have a conversation
with me anyway
because my intensity
makes you uncomfortable
...
#racism
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3 Comments
unheld hands
I don't know exactly
what I was looking for
but I didn't find it
in the bright lights
of the arcade
or on the menu of the
Korean restaurant
we went to
I searched for it
in the lines of your face
I looked for it
in the sparkle of your eyes
which weren't on me
tonight
We had fun
I think we fun
It's hard to find between
your chronic pain
and my depressive episode
I don't know exactly
what I was looking for
but I didn't find it
tonight
...
what I was looking for
but I didn't find it
in the bright lights
of the arcade
or on the menu of the
Korean restaurant
we went to
I searched for it
in the lines of your face
I looked for it
in the sparkle of your eyes
which weren't on me
tonight
We had fun
I think we fun
It's hard to find between
your chronic pain
and my depressive episode
I don't know exactly
what I was looking for
but I didn't find it
tonight
...
#love
#depression
#relationships
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4 Comments
the silence is deafening when the echos fade away
1.
I dream in echoes
and memories
that never happened
I get lost in tangents
of what could be
I live trapped
in what ifs
and if onlys
Most days
I don't know
who I am
I only know
I want to be
more than this
2.
I'm the kind of person
that apologises to a pole
if I walk into it
I say sorry like a pray
like a curse
like a lament to Gods
who don't care
whether I'm sorry
or lying
only that I broke my day...
I dream in echoes
and memories
that never happened
I get lost in tangents
of what could be
I live trapped
in what ifs
and if onlys
Most days
I don't know
who I am
I only know
I want to be
more than this
2.
I'm the kind of person
that apologises to a pole
if I walk into it
I say sorry like a pray
like a curse
like a lament to Gods
who don't care
whether I'm sorry
or lying
only that I broke my day...
#depression
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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9 Comments
f**k the hustle
Don't ask me my end game
why do you think I need one?
Can I do something
just for the love of it?
without ascribing it
some monetary value?
I'm tired of the idea
that I need to hustle
that I'm just a money-making machine
in a flesh suit
all I have to do
is forget to eat
never sleep
and pretend like my kids
won't hate when they're older
cause I was too busy
chasing the cash cow
rather than spending
meaningful time with them
I lived that childhood ...
why do you think I need one?
Can I do something
just for the love of it?
without ascribing it
some monetary value?
I'm tired of the idea
that I need to hustle
that I'm just a money-making machine
in a flesh suit
all I have to do
is forget to eat
never sleep
and pretend like my kids
won't hate when they're older
cause I was too busy
chasing the cash cow
rather than spending
meaningful time with them
I lived that childhood ...
#family
#LifeAsAWriter
#memories
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4 Comments
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