Submissions by BleedingInferno219 (Kristyn Ashley.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Nov 2012 1:34am
5th Nov 2012 1:34am
Fame.
I remember my grandpa telling me if I could be anything, I could be famous.
Poor old man didn't know you have to have a personality to be famous.
Good God, if people knew this creature under my skin....
How often tears just roll off my cheeks into nothingness.
The only thing I really have to my name are fucking scars and a bag of weed.
Where the fuck will that get me? It could get me $30 in Vegas.
What the fuck is that good for? Enough to help me look good.
All I could do is sell myself, and fuck that.
Why am I so destructive? So fucking...
Poor old man didn't know you have to have a personality to be famous.
Good God, if people knew this creature under my skin....
How often tears just roll off my cheeks into nothingness.
The only thing I really have to my name are fucking scars and a bag of weed.
Where the fuck will that get me? It could get me $30 in Vegas.
What the fuck is that good for? Enough to help me look good.
All I could do is sell myself, and fuck that.
Why am I so destructive? So fucking...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2012 3:49am
4th Nov 2012 3:49am
These Might Be Confessions.
I know every single line to every Harry Potter movie ever made.
If you close the curtains, you'd find I'll sleep for days.
There's a gallon of orange juice in the fridge for me everyday.
Sometimes I lay on the shower floor for water to hit my face.
I love to read books, but will claim not to have the time.
Maybe it's because most books are filled with fake, plastic lies.
I sleep face-down every night in a while.
To wake with my hair frazzled like wires.
Do you ever sing to yourself, wherever you are?
Or gather up your blankets and sleep...
If you close the curtains, you'd find I'll sleep for days.
There's a gallon of orange juice in the fridge for me everyday.
Sometimes I lay on the shower floor for water to hit my face.
I love to read books, but will claim not to have the time.
Maybe it's because most books are filled with fake, plastic lies.
I sleep face-down every night in a while.
To wake with my hair frazzled like wires.
Do you ever sing to yourself, wherever you are?
Or gather up your blankets and sleep...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 9:30pm
1st Nov 2012 9:30pm
Hidden.
I slip out of the crowd,
and into my dark room.
I don't dare flip on the switch,
light reminds me of you.
Besides, I need not to see,
for the deed I am to do.
Fingers fumble in the darkness,
you'd never know my eyes were blue.
It seems they've faded gray,
sunken in my skull.
When I grasp what I've been looking for,
they grow a shade more dull.
That sliver of steel in my hand,
it opens up my memories.
Maybe I can't do it,
this isn't how it seems.
As I drag it across my skin,
I swim a sea of doubt.
She...
and into my dark room.
I don't dare flip on the switch,
light reminds me of you.
Besides, I need not to see,
for the deed I am to do.
Fingers fumble in the darkness,
you'd never know my eyes were blue.
It seems they've faded gray,
sunken in my skull.
When I grasp what I've been looking for,
they grow a shade more dull.
That sliver of steel in my hand,
it opens up my memories.
Maybe I can't do it,
this isn't how it seems.
As I drag it across my skin,
I swim a sea of doubt.
She...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 00:39am
1st Nov 2012 00:39am
Bet You Didn't Know....
They called me back to talk about problems,
but I said I had none.
They could've persisted,
what would it have done?
Some people think I'm pretty,
others don't agree....
To the pastor I'm just the blue eyed girl
who is going blind and loves to bleed.
Secrets I dared to share
never did a thing.
Sometimes I still do it,
but I'm not too ashamed.
Will I ever really quit?
Or carry on like this forever?
I guess its better than the starving,
even if now I'm not as slender.
There's this girl I love,
do I hurt her...
but I said I had none.
They could've persisted,
what would it have done?
Some people think I'm pretty,
others don't agree....
To the pastor I'm just the blue eyed girl
who is going blind and loves to bleed.
Secrets I dared to share
never did a thing.
Sometimes I still do it,
but I'm not too ashamed.
Will I ever really quit?
Or carry on like this forever?
I guess its better than the starving,
even if now I'm not as slender.
There's this girl I love,
do I hurt her...
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Nov 2012 00:30am
1st Nov 2012 00:30am
I Adore the Sensation.
Its all bottled up,
again I've locked it in.
Please allow me an excuse
to open up my skin.
I would press steel to my lips,
nobody had to know.
As I dug into my hips,
the scars would never show.
Quitting can be tricky,
and a follow-up is quick.
Does it even really matter
where I get my kicks?
again I've locked it in.
Please allow me an excuse
to open up my skin.
I would press steel to my lips,
nobody had to know.
As I dug into my hips,
the scars would never show.
Quitting can be tricky,
and a follow-up is quick.
Does it even really matter
where I get my kicks?
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Oct 2012 00:22am
31st Oct 2012 00:22am
What Did I Do?
She's got to know I'm staring,
I have been all along.
This girl just drives me crazy,
she's the lyrics in my song.
I beg to kiss her lips,
hoping to ignite her.
For just a minute, if I could dare
hold my hand in the fire.
'Cause God, she's fucking beautiful.
If she only knew....
She could have anyone, but
she whispers, "I chose you."
Another night, I stare up from bed....
There's one soul I'd lay beside.
I'd show her the world in my dark room,
while lost at sea inside her eyes.
I have been all along.
This girl just drives me crazy,
she's the lyrics in my song.
I beg to kiss her lips,
hoping to ignite her.
For just a minute, if I could dare
hold my hand in the fire.
'Cause God, she's fucking beautiful.
If she only knew....
She could have anyone, but
she whispers, "I chose you."
Another night, I stare up from bed....
There's one soul I'd lay beside.
I'd show her the world in my dark room,
while lost at sea inside her eyes.
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Oct 2012 2:50am
18th Oct 2012 2:50am
That Shalln't Ever be Titled.
I feel barely human,
more like a replicated fiend.
The smell of hair dye seems natural,
and my eyes, they often bleed....
I'm separate from the world,
all my life stays underground....
My speech is mostly movie quotes,
my lips move without a sound.
I want to be your best-kept secret,
so I can kiss you in the dark....
You don't compete for my competition,
"I'm the gas can, you're the spark."
more like a replicated fiend.
The smell of hair dye seems natural,
and my eyes, they often bleed....
I'm separate from the world,
all my life stays underground....
My speech is mostly movie quotes,
my lips move without a sound.
I want to be your best-kept secret,
so I can kiss you in the dark....
You don't compete for my competition,
"I'm the gas can, you're the spark."
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Oct 2012 2:16am
13th Oct 2012 2:16am
Father's Day.
Sometimes I get the most beautiful feeling
when I see the other kids on Father's Day whose dads aren't there.
When we secretly identify with each other, and feel that muted pain.
For a few precious moments, you understand each other.
You would think about the times when you hugged your grandparents,
and realized that in that moment,
that's the closest you'll ever come to hugging your father.
Or when your mom decided you were old enough to go to school on
Father's Day in the first place,
and then watched everyone...
when I see the other kids on Father's Day whose dads aren't there.
When we secretly identify with each other, and feel that muted pain.
For a few precious moments, you understand each other.
You would think about the times when you hugged your grandparents,
and realized that in that moment,
that's the closest you'll ever come to hugging your father.
Or when your mom decided you were old enough to go to school on
Father's Day in the first place,
and then watched everyone...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2012 11:53pm
9th Oct 2012 11:53pm
Running Out of Titles, Here.
Nothing comes quite as easy
as turning up the music up, for once.
I can be that escape artist,
and get lost in my thoughts.
But the melodies make me think,
of a thousand memories I want to make.
The sounds roll through and leave me
thinking about what I could give, what I could take.
If my bangs weren't always in my eyes,
maybe I'd like to look into yours.
If my hands didn't shake when I tried,
Hell, I'd even pick you flowers.
You keep me up at night,
my head swimming in a sea of wishes.
I lay under the blankets and beg to...
as turning up the music up, for once.
I can be that escape artist,
and get lost in my thoughts.
But the melodies make me think,
of a thousand memories I want to make.
The sounds roll through and leave me
thinking about what I could give, what I could take.
If my bangs weren't always in my eyes,
maybe I'd like to look into yours.
If my hands didn't shake when I tried,
Hell, I'd even pick you flowers.
You keep me up at night,
my head swimming in a sea of wishes.
I lay under the blankets and beg to...
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LOVE POEM
Published
9th Oct 2012 7:10pm
9th Oct 2012 7:10pm
I Love You All the Same.
There are many things I'll never have,
so much that I'll never see....
Lots of hurt in my faded past,
but it brought you to me.
I know that you've been violated,
abused, tear-streaked, broken.
You're the strongest person I know,
I wish distance would let me hold you.
Maybe we can spend some more nights
with my air ukelele, and the stars.
If you'd let me, I'd show you which ones
are almost half as pretty as you are.
We could forget where we came from,
and just watch movies til you drop.
And if you'd like, I could sleep next...
so much that I'll never see....
Lots of hurt in my faded past,
but it brought you to me.
I know that you've been violated,
abused, tear-streaked, broken.
You're the strongest person I know,
I wish distance would let me hold you.
Maybe we can spend some more nights
with my air ukelele, and the stars.
If you'd let me, I'd show you which ones
are almost half as pretty as you are.
We could forget where we came from,
and just watch movies til you drop.
And if you'd like, I could sleep next...
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Oct 2012 2:12am
4th Oct 2012 2:12am
Her.
I don't think I have a word
that means just what I need....
See, I need a word to match a feeling.
It feels like she's the air I breathe.
It's so simple, so complex.
She's my chemical spark.
For the longest time I wanted her,
she's consumed my heart.
She worries she's not enough,
I swear that's not the case....
For her, I'd drop the world.
It's her I can't replace.
that means just what I need....
See, I need a word to match a feeling.
It feels like she's the air I breathe.
It's so simple, so complex.
She's my chemical spark.
For the longest time I wanted her,
she's consumed my heart.
She worries she's not enough,
I swear that's not the case....
For her, I'd drop the world.
It's her I can't replace.
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Sep 2012 1:21am
28th Sep 2012 1:21am
Brand New.
I don't know how to say it,
I just stumble on the words....
These feelings are brand-new,
a spark fresh to the world.
Her head lays on my shoulder,
it's like my stress is lifted....
Then when she walks away,
I feel my comfort shifting.
Its a ghostly feeling,
my stomach clenches, my heart sinks.
I guess its only til tonight,
when I'll see her in my sleep.
I don't know what I did
to deserve a girl like this....
She's like my waking dream,
a flame in every kiss.
I just stumble on the words....
These feelings are brand-new,
a spark fresh to the world.
Her head lays on my shoulder,
it's like my stress is lifted....
Then when she walks away,
I feel my comfort shifting.
Its a ghostly feeling,
my stomach clenches, my heart sinks.
I guess its only til tonight,
when I'll see her in my sleep.
I don't know what I did
to deserve a girl like this....
She's like my waking dream,
a flame in every kiss.
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