Submissions by BloodyRose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Iced
Continue to break me down,
ill continue to ice you out
Cold shoulder
will send shivers down your vertebrae
I'm not the one
easily forgotten
I'll always be your nightmare
that haunts you through the night
You call me a cunt,
but someone else will call me magnificent
The fall may hurt
but the return will avenge those emotions
The redemption
is a personal mission
You'll either cherish me
or let me go
Remember she's your princess,
Im the cold soul
Whisper my name
feel it echo through your soul
...
ill continue to ice you out
Cold shoulder
will send shivers down your vertebrae
I'm not the one
easily forgotten
I'll always be your nightmare
that haunts you through the night
You call me a cunt,
but someone else will call me magnificent
The fall may hurt
but the return will avenge those emotions
The redemption
is a personal mission
You'll either cherish me
or let me go
Remember she's your princess,
Im the cold soul
Whisper my name
feel it echo through your soul
...
#FeelingLost
#loneliness
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Depression
Her body wrapped in darkness,
trying to migrate to the light.
Such a frail little body,
still trying to fight.
Shattered into pieces,
trying to tether what's left.
Bounded by the ropes of insanity,
screaming, "life was never fair!"
Whispering echos
passed through the trees
Located in the forest of despair
begging the spirits for leniency
As they all
just vacantly stare
trying to migrate to the light.
Such a frail little body,
still trying to fight.
Shattered into pieces,
trying to tether what's left.
Bounded by the ropes of insanity,
screaming, "life was never fair!"
Whispering echos
passed through the trees
Located in the forest of despair
begging the spirits for leniency
As they all
just vacantly stare
#depression
#redemption
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Instrument Once Played
I'd broken the strings,
that once played mystical music
Torcheres and tormented
until they finally snapped.
Hindering the production
by holding onto songs past
Never was able to stop it
allowing voices of singers past
to enter the realm of new age music
Playing a victim mentality
instead of living in reality
For the music of pain and torcher
continued to bellow from the cords
I continued to break,
the instrument down
And continued to ponder
why it never played another sound.
As the instrument laid broken, ...
that once played mystical music
Torcheres and tormented
until they finally snapped.
Hindering the production
by holding onto songs past
Never was able to stop it
allowing voices of singers past
to enter the realm of new age music
Playing a victim mentality
instead of living in reality
For the music of pain and torcher
continued to bellow from the cords
I continued to break,
the instrument down
And continued to ponder
why it never played another sound.
As the instrument laid broken, ...
#depression
#sadness
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