Submissions by Ahrima
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have a dark personality, and write mostly about my life and my feelings. When i write something, sometimes i'll make it unrealistic in order to make the readers think about it. I have been making poetry for a long time and hope for honest feedback.
Sleep and Death
It is the morning and I am up.
It has been weeks,
It has been months.
I feel tired and exhausted but my calmness is fading.
I don't think you quite understand,
What exactly I am debating.
Between violence or death oh which do I chose?
Between now and the spring,
I can not promise you which to do.
I have been searching and looking for rest, for sleep.
Everything coming to a halt
Maybe I am overreacting.
But I do not think I am and am rather quite pleased,
With both of the options,
Oh...
It has been weeks,
It has been months.
I feel tired and exhausted but my calmness is fading.
I don't think you quite understand,
What exactly I am debating.
Between violence or death oh which do I chose?
Between now and the spring,
I can not promise you which to do.
I have been searching and looking for rest, for sleep.
Everything coming to a halt
Maybe I am overreacting.
But I do not think I am and am rather quite pleased,
With both of the options,
Oh...
#death
#sleep
#despair
375 reads
4 Comments
Gone
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness #emptiness
#loneliness #emptiness
553 reads
1 Comment
What do you do when you know someone who cuts?
What do you do when you know someone who cuts?
When someone is too scared to end there life,
So they cope by seeing seeping blood.
Do you comfort them and hope to help them not?
What do you do when you know someone who has self hatred?
When you know they are in a dark corner
Wearing a jacket over bruises and cuts.
Do you give them advice and try to give them escape from their feeling of numb?
What do you do when you know they blame themselves?
When you know they are spellbound
To their own misfortune melt downs.
Do you tell...
When someone is too scared to end there life,
So they cope by seeing seeping blood.
Do you comfort them and hope to help them not?
What do you do when you know someone who has self hatred?
When you know they are in a dark corner
Wearing a jacket over bruises and cuts.
Do you give them advice and try to give them escape from their feeling of numb?
What do you do when you know they blame themselves?
When you know they are spellbound
To their own misfortune melt downs.
Do you tell...
#anxiety
#depression
#hate #SelfHarm
#hate #SelfHarm
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I Hate You
I hate you with a passion
I hate you ao much.
I hate your sight and voice.
I hate you cruel noise.
I
Hate
You.
You made me cry
You made me die.
You burned me black
You took me a step back.
I
Hate
You.
You dug a hole so very deep
And watched me starve and bleed.
You made me walk a hurtful path
You took my soul and i had to fight to get it back.
I
Hate
You.
You've created me into a raging storm
While watching my happiness abort.
You made me shed terrible tears ...
I hate you ao much.
I hate your sight and voice.
I hate you cruel noise.
I
Hate
You.
You made me cry
You made me die.
You burned me black
You took me a step back.
I
Hate
You.
You dug a hole so very deep
And watched me starve and bleed.
You made me walk a hurtful path
You took my soul and i had to fight to get it back.
I
Hate
You.
You've created me into a raging storm
While watching my happiness abort.
You made me shed terrible tears ...
#anger
#hate
#rebirth
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I am Happy to Say
I am happy to say I am as bright as can be
I am happy to say i am not dying but living
I am happy to say my story is alive
I am happy to say i will not die
I am happy to say my life is full of light
I am happy to say i love my fathers might
I am happy to say he will stay forever
I am happy to say our bond will never be severed
I am glad to say my mom is the best,
Whether you see it or not she is my angel who will be there til death
I am glad to say my father is quite right,
Built wrong and...
I am happy to say i am not dying but living
I am happy to say my story is alive
I am happy to say i will not die
I am happy to say my life is full of light
I am happy to say i love my fathers might
I am happy to say he will stay forever
I am happy to say our bond will never be severed
I am glad to say my mom is the best,
Whether you see it or not she is my angel who will be there til death
I am glad to say my father is quite right,
Built wrong and...
#dark
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A chase in the forest
Why do I live when I am chased
By my sins?
I just want to die so I can relieve
Myself from this decent.
It is after me and he is close behind
Me in this dark forest with little trees.
Why am I still running
When he has already caught me?
By my sins?
I just want to die so I can relieve
Myself from this decent.
It is after me and he is close behind
Me in this dark forest with little trees.
Why am I still running
When he has already caught me?
#anxiety
#regret
#grief
#frustration
#denial
424 reads
1 Comment
Twisted Picture
#sadness
#anxiety
#hate
#grief
#dark
418 reads
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She looks in the mirror
#sadness
#anxiety
#hate
450 reads
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Time For Change
#regret
#loneliness
#shame
#denial
#emptiness
445 reads
1 Comment
Another Day...
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#frustration
#emptiness
849 reads
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Depression
#depression
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Organs
I tear out my eyes because it reminds me of tears, while i pull out my tounge because it reminds me of mean words. Yes i shouldnt care but i so, SO do.
I cut off my nose cause it is a reminder of the sent of death. I also rip off my ears cause it is a reminder of a mere Pearce. All the pain still wont go away.
So i Cut up my hand to take away the physical shame and I Chop off my foot in order to be seen but not a broken hoof. Yet it still is painful and makes me angry...
...So i Cough up my lungs and my bones and my tum. I throw up my liver, my stomach and my brain in slivers. ...
I cut off my nose cause it is a reminder of the sent of death. I also rip off my ears cause it is a reminder of a mere Pearce. All the pain still wont go away.
So i Cut up my hand to take away the physical shame and I Chop off my foot in order to be seen but not a broken hoof. Yet it still is painful and makes me angry...
...So i Cough up my lungs and my bones and my tum. I throw up my liver, my stomach and my brain in slivers. ...
#dark
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