Submissions by AudreyLaneGrey
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Love, hate, anger, melancholy.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Aug 2015 9:34pm
8th Aug 2015 9:34pm
Wouldn't you?
Wouldn't you fight if you cared?
Wouldn't you stay instead of walk away?
If I told you I wanted you here,
What would you say?
Should I risk it all?
6 years isn't chump change,
This emptiness is draining me,
How can I be me?
When all I am is what I've been?
That's all I've become over the years.
These years with you,
My ride or die,
The "never leave me",
You left me,
I asked for it,
Now I feel like a lie.
Mistakes and misconceptions,
Love even in this form is never free,
And even...
Wouldn't you stay instead of walk away?
If I told you I wanted you here,
What would you say?
Should I risk it all?
6 years isn't chump change,
This emptiness is draining me,
How can I be me?
When all I am is what I've been?
That's all I've become over the years.
These years with you,
My ride or die,
The "never leave me",
You left me,
I asked for it,
Now I feel like a lie.
Mistakes and misconceptions,
Love even in this form is never free,
And even...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
13th May 2015 00:26am
13th May 2015 00:26am
It Begins
What if you were gone?
How would a single thought be accomplished?
Who are we kidding?
All these years.
The same beaten road,
Driven to the core,
Everything I've cried for,
I would sooner die for.
A single moment wasted,
Eyelids flutter,
Soul clutching,
Broken.
Which crossroads did we choose?
I can’t think back from here.
My thoughts are fuzzy,
I've been drugged by this life.
In the darkness,
Transposed to light.
We act brave and valiant,
Our smiles gleaming brilliant.
A facade to last the...
How would a single thought be accomplished?
Who are we kidding?
All these years.
The same beaten road,
Driven to the core,
Everything I've cried for,
I would sooner die for.
A single moment wasted,
Eyelids flutter,
Soul clutching,
Broken.
Which crossroads did we choose?
I can’t think back from here.
My thoughts are fuzzy,
I've been drugged by this life.
In the darkness,
Transposed to light.
We act brave and valiant,
Our smiles gleaming brilliant.
A facade to last the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
17th Apr 2015 00:43am
17th Apr 2015 00:43am
I Miss You
Be still my beating heart,
Before my rage tears me apart,
I feel it ripping out of my chest,
I can never rest.
This emptiness is filling me,
Your smug smile won't let me be,
I see it hovering behind my eyes,
Six years of lies.
If you're really gone,
Why won't you just fucking leave?
Before my rage tears me apart,
I feel it ripping out of my chest,
I can never rest.
This emptiness is filling me,
Your smug smile won't let me be,
I see it hovering behind my eyes,
Six years of lies.
If you're really gone,
Why won't you just fucking leave?
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ANGER POEM
Published
16th Apr 2015 6:25am
16th Apr 2015 6:25am
Nothing
Don't worry,
It's nothing.
I always keep this to myself,
Why would I change this now?
I know it's my fault,
At least partially,
This is still bullshit,
I know you're not okay,
Just as well that I know you're not reading this.
You don't bother,
Unless I push you,
You really couldn't care less.
All the times that you've said,
You'd never be the one to abandon me,
Those were just made up,
To make the tears stop.
That's more pathetic than me,
Clinging to you evermore,
Over the years,...
It's nothing.
I always keep this to myself,
Why would I change this now?
I know it's my fault,
At least partially,
This is still bullshit,
I know you're not okay,
Just as well that I know you're not reading this.
You don't bother,
Unless I push you,
You really couldn't care less.
All the times that you've said,
You'd never be the one to abandon me,
Those were just made up,
To make the tears stop.
That's more pathetic than me,
Clinging to you evermore,
Over the years,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Apr 2015 10:19pm
15th Apr 2015 10:19pm
Searching Evermore
Her teeth are sharpened,
Just to make a point,
She longs to lay around,
Just to smoke a joint.
The things she longed for,
Quickly pass her by,
Each passing glance is such a goddamn bore,
The stagnancy makes her want to cry.
She knows she needs more,
The cruelty that flows in her veins,
The blackness within her chest,
That grows when it rains.
She treads the streets,
Looking for those familiar eyes,
She’s no closer to finding,
Them, The city fills her with its lies.
She’s misguided,
She’s fodder for life's...
Just to make a point,
She longs to lay around,
Just to smoke a joint.
The things she longed for,
Quickly pass her by,
Each passing glance is such a goddamn bore,
The stagnancy makes her want to cry.
She knows she needs more,
The cruelty that flows in her veins,
The blackness within her chest,
That grows when it rains.
She treads the streets,
Looking for those familiar eyes,
She’s no closer to finding,
Them, The city fills her with its lies.
She’s misguided,
She’s fodder for life's...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2015 4:39pm
14th Apr 2015 4:39pm
What Never Was and Never Will Be
Something dark and intrinsic
Speaking words to a roughed up soul
Waiting for another ball or shoe to drop
From such an unsuspecting hand.
Swearing upon an unforsaken soul
For a feeling that is meant to be.
Gone is the liar
Tainted flesh thrown upon the pire
Flames extinguished
Behind sleepless bloodshot eyes.
Can you take a breath?
Another single minute
To uncompromise
What we are?
As humankind, in our very nature
The...
Speaking words to a roughed up soul
Waiting for another ball or shoe to drop
From such an unsuspecting hand.
Swearing upon an unforsaken soul
For a feeling that is meant to be.
Gone is the liar
Tainted flesh thrown upon the pire
Flames extinguished
Behind sleepless bloodshot eyes.
Can you take a breath?
Another single minute
To uncompromise
What we are?
As humankind, in our very nature
The...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Apr 2015 4:09pm
14th Apr 2015 4:09pm
She Laughs
His crooked smile,
The Darkness in his eyes,
It makes her feel whole again,
Makes her feel home again.
Even when he comes through the door,
Covered in blood,
She gently cleans him,
As if it's just mud.
She feels nothing but happiness,
In this drugged out haze,
This is but ignorant bliss.
The dinner is ready at the table,
She never even explains,
They eat in reverent silence,
He never complains.
This life we're leading,
It's but a sweet farce,
She's just barely breathing,
Reality is...
The Darkness in his eyes,
It makes her feel whole again,
Makes her feel home again.
Even when he comes through the door,
Covered in blood,
She gently cleans him,
As if it's just mud.
She feels nothing but happiness,
In this drugged out haze,
This is but ignorant bliss.
The dinner is ready at the table,
She never even explains,
They eat in reverent silence,
He never complains.
This life we're leading,
It's but a sweet farce,
She's just barely breathing,
Reality is...
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STORY POEM
Published
14th Apr 2015 5:56am
14th Apr 2015 5:56am
Life After The Worlds Death
As the crows hover.
The dark clouds move above her.
She mourns the ones dead.
Its hard to live in its stead.
The corpses walking through the cities streets.
Any sense of semblance leaves.
To stay on earth she begs and pleads.
Toxicity of all reality.
There really is nothing left to see.
The roads are crowded by abominations of life.
Every loving husband has lost his loving wife.
With a pistol in hand,
She walks through this once fruitful land.
If there is anyone else alive,
She will find them in time.
...
The dark clouds move above her.
She mourns the ones dead.
Its hard to live in its stead.
The corpses walking through the cities streets.
Any sense of semblance leaves.
To stay on earth she begs and pleads.
Toxicity of all reality.
There really is nothing left to see.
The roads are crowded by abominations of life.
Every loving husband has lost his loving wife.
With a pistol in hand,
She walks through this once fruitful land.
If there is anyone else alive,
She will find them in time.
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Apr 2015 5:54am
14th Apr 2015 5:54am
A Seeping Stitch
The madness that betwixt us,
My lifes' own Omnibus,
I take each breath for granted,
My feet are but slightly planted.
I long to wisp away,
Let the wind take me in tow,
My requirements make me stay,
Dragging me oh so very low.
I can feel my bones breaking,
With each step I take,
I can no longer go on faking,
Lest I drown in my own effluence.
The rage that blinds me,
Begs to be let free,
I feel this way,
On every odd day.
The blood trail that is left,
It will linger in my mind,
Of thought I was bereft,...
My lifes' own Omnibus,
I take each breath for granted,
My feet are but slightly planted.
I long to wisp away,
Let the wind take me in tow,
My requirements make me stay,
Dragging me oh so very low.
I can feel my bones breaking,
With each step I take,
I can no longer go on faking,
Lest I drown in my own effluence.
The rage that blinds me,
Begs to be let free,
I feel this way,
On every odd day.
The blood trail that is left,
It will linger in my mind,
Of thought I was bereft,...
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Apr 2015 1:51am
13th Apr 2015 1:51am
Corset Strings
Corset strings of my heart.
Pulled too tight.
I was falling apart.
There is blood on the sheets.
How i wish it wasn't from me.
I yanked on them in hopes i could be stable.
But its clear that I'm unable.
In a neat little bow-tie.
It always seems to come untied.
The two halves slowly fall away.
They fight so much they cant stay.
With the .45 in my hand.
I blew me away.
Pulled too tight.
I was falling apart.
There is blood on the sheets.
How i wish it wasn't from me.
I yanked on them in hopes i could be stable.
But its clear that I'm unable.
In a neat little bow-tie.
It always seems to come untied.
The two halves slowly fall away.
They fight so much they cant stay.
With the .45 in my hand.
I blew me away.
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Apr 2015 1:45am
13th Apr 2015 1:45am
Streetlights and Misconceptions
The darkness is damp with the worlds frustration.
Inside where I dwell is candle lit.
The moisture of deceit does not reach here.
The flames can keep me warm for only a bit.
The first drop leaks in.
Bottle in hand,
As customary, I commit my first sin.
I keep my eyes trained for shadows.
Ones that move,
Ever so sly,
From corner to corner,
Until they hover where I lie.
I take to my feet,
I try to run.
Fall on my knees in the street,
I didn't make it too far.
I can't see,
My destination in front of me.
I...
Inside where I dwell is candle lit.
The moisture of deceit does not reach here.
The flames can keep me warm for only a bit.
The first drop leaks in.
Bottle in hand,
As customary, I commit my first sin.
I keep my eyes trained for shadows.
Ones that move,
Ever so sly,
From corner to corner,
Until they hover where I lie.
I take to my feet,
I try to run.
Fall on my knees in the street,
I didn't make it too far.
I can't see,
My destination in front of me.
I...
644 reads
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