Submissions by AliceMorgan
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jul 2017 3:32am
2nd Jul 2017 3:32am
Хтось
Допоможи мені.
Збережи мене від голосу,
Всередині моєї голови.
Тримай мене,
Накрийте шрами. ...
Допоможи мені.
Збережи мене від голосу,
Всередині моєї голови.
Тримай мене,
Накрийте шрами. ...
471 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jun 2017 11:11am
30th Jun 2017 11:11am
Будь ласка, допоможи мені.
Тут нічого немає.
Vony zamknuly mene.
I vkorineni holky v holovnomu mozku.
Shramy.
І біль.
Я не пам'ятаю твого обличчя....
я хочу...
Тут нічого немає.
Vony zamknuly mene.
I vkorineni holky v holovnomu mozku.
Shramy.
І біль.
Я не пам'ятаю твого обличчя....
я хочу...
730 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jun 2017 11:03am
30th Jun 2017 11:03am
ignorance is bliss
I never noticed,
How cruel the world was,
Until I saw it.
I never thought that this,
This is the world that I'm living in.
I would like to go back,
To a time where,
Everything was simple.
And ignorance was bliss.
Where I was shielded from everything.
Now I'm not blind anymore.
I can't believe I live in a world like this.
How cruel the world was,
Until I saw it.
I never thought that this,
This is the world that I'm living in.
I would like to go back,
To a time where,
Everything was simple.
And ignorance was bliss.
Where I was shielded from everything.
Now I'm not blind anymore.
I can't believe I live in a world like this.
745 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
27th Apr 2017 9:57am
27th Apr 2017 9:57am
A Typical Friday Night
A typical Friday night,
Sitting in my room,
Listening to my parents fight.
I start to get tired,
So I slip into bed,
And turn off the light.
I toss and turn,
I can't sleep
Knowing my mother is trying to protect me.
I hear a vase break,
I heard feet stomp so loud,
It makes the ground shake.
My father is crying,
I can hear him so loud.
My mother wants me to pick a side,
Is that even allowed?
Sitting in my room,
Listening to my parents fight.
I start to get tired,
So I slip into bed,
And turn off the light.
I toss and turn,
I can't sleep
Knowing my mother is trying to protect me.
I hear a vase break,
I heard feet stomp so loud,
It makes the ground shake.
My father is crying,
I can hear him so loud.
My mother wants me to pick a side,
Is that even allowed?
557 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
27th Apr 2017 8:36am
27th Apr 2017 8:36am
Drowning in My Thoughts
My heart is racing.
I can't catch my breath.
Feeling suffocated,
Inching closer towards death.
My palms sweat,
My body aches,
I can't seem
To get away from this pain.
My thoughts swirl around,
Suddenly feeling the anger,
I have hidden and now found.
My eyes hurt,
My voice has broken down,
All I can see is darkness all around.
So alone,
This rage just drills into my bones.
What can I do?
What can I say?
I just want this feeling,
To go away.
I can't catch my breath.
Feeling suffocated,
Inching closer towards death.
My palms sweat,
My body aches,
I can't seem
To get away from this pain.
My thoughts swirl around,
Suddenly feeling the anger,
I have hidden and now found.
My eyes hurt,
My voice has broken down,
All I can see is darkness all around.
So alone,
This rage just drills into my bones.
What can I do?
What can I say?
I just want this feeling,
To go away.
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Apr 2017 7:53pm
26th Apr 2017 7:53pm
I wonder
I wonder if she notices me.
I wonder if she notices the way I look at her.
I wonder if she can hear my heart pound when our hands touch.
I wonder if she thinks it's silly,
To have another girl,
Another female,
Fall in love with her.
I can't help the way I feel.
Even though I want to shove my feelings down a hole and bury them.
I want her to be mine,
And I want to be hers.
My heart breaks when I see her,
Talking to a boy.
And when she talks about him,
I feel as if I can't breathe.
I want to break down in...
I wonder if she notices the way I look at her.
I wonder if she can hear my heart pound when our hands touch.
I wonder if she thinks it's silly,
To have another girl,
Another female,
Fall in love with her.
I can't help the way I feel.
Even though I want to shove my feelings down a hole and bury them.
I want her to be mine,
And I want to be hers.
My heart breaks when I see her,
Talking to a boy.
And when she talks about him,
I feel as if I can't breathe.
I want to break down in...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Apr 2017 6:39pm
26th Apr 2017 6:39pm
You're Beautiful
You are flawed.
But you are perfect.
In every way.
Maybe there are days,
When you feel like no one cares,
But know, I care.
I care when you're up all night so you don't have nightmares.
I care when you tell me that you feel like giving up.
Keep fighting.
Because I know you can.
You're aren't worthless,
Ugly,
Powerless.
You are perfect,
Beautiful,
Full of opportunity that maybe you haven't discovered yet,
But soon you will.
I know I can make you smile.
I just wish that smile stays even when I leave. ...
But you are perfect.
In every way.
Maybe there are days,
When you feel like no one cares,
But know, I care.
I care when you're up all night so you don't have nightmares.
I care when you tell me that you feel like giving up.
Keep fighting.
Because I know you can.
You're aren't worthless,
Ugly,
Powerless.
You are perfect,
Beautiful,
Full of opportunity that maybe you haven't discovered yet,
But soon you will.
I know I can make you smile.
I just wish that smile stays even when I leave. ...
721 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
26th Apr 2017 4:05am
26th Apr 2017 4:05am
Social Anxiety: The know it all.
I have social anxiety.
Which means so much more
Than being shy around others.
Which means so much more
Than the shit Tumblr makes it.
I have social anxiety,
Which means that my head starts spinning each and every time I see people.
Which means my heart starts racing at the pure thought of leaving my house and being around others...
This is the reason I haven't left my house in 2 weeks.
I feel sick at parties that my friends drag me to.
I do hate speaking out.
In fact,
I wish there were days where I could just shut every one out and...
Which means so much more
Than being shy around others.
Which means so much more
Than the shit Tumblr makes it.
I have social anxiety,
Which means that my head starts spinning each and every time I see people.
Which means my heart starts racing at the pure thought of leaving my house and being around others...
This is the reason I haven't left my house in 2 weeks.
I feel sick at parties that my friends drag me to.
I do hate speaking out.
In fact,
I wish there were days where I could just shut every one out and...
661 reads
1 Comment
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Apr 2017 3:48am
26th Apr 2017 3:48am
I am a writer
I am a writer.
I see beauty in the world.
You think every story is just words,
But to me,
Those words tell a story.
Every time I feel anger,
Sadness,
Happiness,
I transfer those feelings onto paper,
And make a story out of it.
Writing to me,
Is like escaping this world,
And going to another.
One where I can make it anything I want.
Where it's always sunny
Where it's always beautiful.
I can be whoever I want to be.
I can feel whatever I want to feel.
I make memories out of my stories.
No one has to...
I see beauty in the world.
You think every story is just words,
But to me,
Those words tell a story.
Every time I feel anger,
Sadness,
Happiness,
I transfer those feelings onto paper,
And make a story out of it.
Writing to me,
Is like escaping this world,
And going to another.
One where I can make it anything I want.
Where it's always sunny
Where it's always beautiful.
I can be whoever I want to be.
I can feel whatever I want to feel.
I make memories out of my stories.
No one has to...
594 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Apr 2017 5:49am
24th Apr 2017 5:49am
Are My Scars Beautiful?
I have been made to feel,
Like I should cover up.
Like I should cover every inch of
My body in bandages.
Aren't my scars beautiful?
They have so much meaning to me.
They all have their own story.
And I've been told endlessly to cover them up.
I am not ashamed of the scars.
It just means that at one point,
I was weak.
But now,
When I look at them,
I am reminded that I'm okay.
Even if I don't feel like it.
Even when it seems like I'm losing my sanity,
I know I was at an all time low at one point in my life,
I...
Like I should cover up.
Like I should cover every inch of
My body in bandages.
Aren't my scars beautiful?
They have so much meaning to me.
They all have their own story.
And I've been told endlessly to cover them up.
I am not ashamed of the scars.
It just means that at one point,
I was weak.
But now,
When I look at them,
I am reminded that I'm okay.
Even if I don't feel like it.
Even when it seems like I'm losing my sanity,
I know I was at an all time low at one point in my life,
I...
650 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2017 7:23am
23rd Apr 2017 7:23am
Forgive me Father, For I have sinned
818 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2017 6:57am
23rd Apr 2017 6:57am
Please Hurt Me
You can take the knife,
Cut me if you like.
Let the blood drip onto the bathroom floor.
It's not surprising,
How much I want more.
I want the pain loving you brings me.
I want the bruises on my body.
I want the cuts down my back.
I want to say,
Loving you brings me that.
Because without you,
My body will still be porcelain.
Made of glass.
Is it funny,
That I hated myself before.
Before I was faced with the fact,
That I loved the agony?
I love the soreness the morning after.
I love the stinging. ...
Cut me if you like.
Let the blood drip onto the bathroom floor.
It's not surprising,
How much I want more.
I want the pain loving you brings me.
I want the bruises on my body.
I want the cuts down my back.
I want to say,
Loving you brings me that.
Because without you,
My body will still be porcelain.
Made of glass.
Is it funny,
That I hated myself before.
Before I was faced with the fact,
That I loved the agony?
I love the soreness the morning after.
I love the stinging. ...
659 reads
2 Comments
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