Submissions by BlueBeastGirl (Running from the Reaper)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction I just don't know.
STORY POEM
Published
31st Dec 2021 6:10pm
31st Dec 2021 6:10pm
The frozen army
Silent army on the hills all around us
Armour of snow and frosted bark
Swords of ice and barren branch
To breathe upon them would break the spell
Frozen sentries protecting a secret I long to know
Snow ghosts fight snow snakes on the black icy roads
That road a curved tangled line between silent forms
Glooming over head and it feels like thousands of eyes
Watching us as we speed by their heights
Their hands and fingers reaching out to grab
To touch our vehicle but paused mid action
Statued forms of an endless army of spelled trees
Armour of snow and frosted bark
Swords of ice and barren branch
To breathe upon them would break the spell
Frozen sentries protecting a secret I long to know
Snow ghosts fight snow snakes on the black icy roads
That road a curved tangled line between silent forms
Glooming over head and it feels like thousands of eyes
Watching us as we speed by their heights
Their hands and fingers reaching out to grab
To touch our vehicle but paused mid action
Statued forms of an endless army of spelled trees
#sadness
#shadows
#Christmas
#mythology
#dystopian
97 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th Dec 2021 7:57am
9th Dec 2021 7:57am
Moment captured
The mist of sweet vanilla stains my skin and shirt
As I curl up on my couch with my switch
Legs bare and curled up under a soft blanket
Mindlessly moving small things around on a digital island
The vanilla perfume a treat just for myself
Alone and up late, my mind fighting the hold of sleep
As I sip on martinelli's sparkling blush
The taste of apples and raspberry heavy on my tongue
I wish I had more moments this relaxing
More moments dominated by vanilla, apple and raspberry
As I curl up on my couch with my switch
Legs bare and curled up under a soft blanket
Mindlessly moving small things around on a digital island
The vanilla perfume a treat just for myself
Alone and up late, my mind fighting the hold of sleep
As I sip on martinelli's sparkling blush
The taste of apples and raspberry heavy on my tongue
I wish I had more moments this relaxing
More moments dominated by vanilla, apple and raspberry
#insomnia
#gratitude
#witches
61 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
7th Dec 2021 7:27am
7th Dec 2021 7:27am
Late thoughts on pain
I don't want to be alive
Every day goes the same
And I feel so much guilt
When I look into those loving eyes
My joint ache as if I'm decades older
Than this body tells me that I am
I wake up to pain, fall asleep to its song
The days feel like years and its been eternities
Since the last day I've felt good in this body
Oh, it feels like a prison, a cursed prison
There's no escape because they'd just bring me back
There are days I pray for a blood clot to take me away
But then my eyes meet his and I drown in the guilt
I love him...
Every day goes the same
And I feel so much guilt
When I look into those loving eyes
My joint ache as if I'm decades older
Than this body tells me that I am
I wake up to pain, fall asleep to its song
The days feel like years and its been eternities
Since the last day I've felt good in this body
Oh, it feels like a prison, a cursed prison
There's no escape because they'd just bring me back
There are days I pray for a blood clot to take me away
But then my eyes meet his and I drown in the guilt
I love him...
#grief
#loneliness
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
74 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Dec 2021 5:49am
6th Dec 2021 5:49am
Once Before
I swear this has all happened before
Every step in this life feels as if it's an echo from another
It was another set of hands following me through the cycles
Chasing each other through the life forces we can experience
Over and over again we would do this dance
The hunt of finding the place beside the other
But souls wear down the longer they exist in this space
They break down and become something else, something new
And there are moments in this life that don't feel right
That I am not where I should be this time around
Every step in this life feels as if it's an echo from another
It was another set of hands following me through the cycles
Chasing each other through the life forces we can experience
Over and over again we would do this dance
The hunt of finding the place beside the other
But souls wear down the longer they exist in this space
They break down and become something else, something new
And there are moments in this life that don't feel right
That I am not where I should be this time around
#universe
#shadows
70 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Nov 2021 1:53pm
21st Nov 2021 1:53pm
The Owl Doesn't Know
There is an owl outside my window
Late at night when I can't sleep
Or early in the morning I hear their call
It seems so sorrowful to my ears
And at times it seems so urgent
I do not know why the owl calls
I simply know that they do each night
There's something haunting about it
And it echoes deep in my mind as I sleep
Dreams of owls flying silently through the woods
The hanging moss swaying as they pass
Light from the moon reflecting off their wings
I hope I spend years listening to them speak
And the owl doesn't know that I'm...
Late at night when I can't sleep
Or early in the morning I hear their call
It seems so sorrowful to my ears
And at times it seems so urgent
I do not know why the owl calls
I simply know that they do each night
There's something haunting about it
And it echoes deep in my mind as I sleep
Dreams of owls flying silently through the woods
The hanging moss swaying as they pass
Light from the moon reflecting off their wings
I hope I spend years listening to them speak
And the owl doesn't know that I'm...
#loneliness
#night
#nature #dawn
#nature #dawn
68 reads
5 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Nov 2021 4:28am
21st Nov 2021 4:28am
bad blood in me
They used to joke that our family is cursed
That none of us will ever be truly happy or healthy
I used to swing back and forth wildly
Between believing and not believing this
But sometimes you can't deny patterns
Maybe we're cursed because we believe it
But there are moments where I'm in the hospital
Watching another needle slide into my vein
And knowing that if my body had...
Just a slightly different dna variation
If I didn't come from the blood lines I have
A different great grand parent or even a different parent
I wouldn't be...
That none of us will ever be truly happy or healthy
I used to swing back and forth wildly
Between believing and not believing this
But sometimes you can't deny patterns
Maybe we're cursed because we believe it
But there are moments where I'm in the hospital
Watching another needle slide into my vein
And knowing that if my body had...
Just a slightly different dna variation
If I didn't come from the blood lines I have
A different great grand parent or even a different parent
I wouldn't be...
#anxiety
#family
#insomnia
#illness
#MentalHealth
89 reads
8 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Nov 2021 00:08am
12th Nov 2021 00:08am
Smoking Rose
I miss my Grandma
Like one misses the sun when all you have is rain
She smelled of cigarettes and cheap rose perfume
Always giving everything she could to us
I remember brushing her hair
Those beautiful chestnut colored hair
The soft curls turning grey as time went on
She didn't know anything about cooking
Always quick to order something fast
The only thing she ever made was
Something called corn fritters
Mashed potatoes with corn fried in patty
She used to put smiles made of ketchup on them
Oh... How I miss her hands holding...
Like one misses the sun when all you have is rain
She smelled of cigarettes and cheap rose perfume
Always giving everything she could to us
I remember brushing her hair
Those beautiful chestnut colored hair
The soft curls turning grey as time went on
She didn't know anything about cooking
Always quick to order something fast
The only thing she ever made was
Something called corn fritters
Mashed potatoes with corn fried in patty
She used to put smiles made of ketchup on them
Oh... How I miss her hands holding...
#grief
#loneliness
#FeelingLost
74 reads
10 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Nov 2021 7:33am
11th Nov 2021 7:33am
I Can't Fix This and I Have To Stop Trying
You can't fix glass no matter how much glue you got
I heard that once long ago
I guess it applies to families too
When I was younger I thought I could fix mine
That I'd try my best to hold us together
If I could be strong enough I could be the glue
Maybe replace those who held us as a family
But family isn't family if no one is trying
I was like someone tied to multiple horses
Each one running their own way
All of them carelessly ripping me apart
I wish that my family loved me even a little
This is one of the worst parts of my life ...
I heard that once long ago
I guess it applies to families too
When I was younger I thought I could fix mine
That I'd try my best to hold us together
If I could be strong enough I could be the glue
Maybe replace those who held us as a family
But family isn't family if no one is trying
I was like someone tied to multiple horses
Each one running their own way
All of them carelessly ripping me apart
I wish that my family loved me even a little
This is one of the worst parts of my life ...
#grief
#family
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
#vulnerability
118 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
1st Nov 2021 00:45am
1st Nov 2021 00:45am
There's so much going on...
How do you tell people that you're sick?
How do you express how precarious your health is?
Please... How do you tell people your blood will kill you
A simple fall, laying down too long, a hard enough bump...
A single well placed punch and I'd be gone
How do you tell the people you haven't told anything
That you're so much more sick than you've let on
Just how do you reach out and tell them you need them...
Because I'm at a loss of words and I just don't know how to
How do you express how precarious your health is?
Please... How do you tell people your blood will kill you
A simple fall, laying down too long, a hard enough bump...
A single well placed punch and I'd be gone
How do you tell the people you haven't told anything
That you're so much more sick than you've let on
Just how do you reach out and tell them you need them...
Because I'm at a loss of words and I just don't know how to
#anxiety
#loneliness
#shame
#denial
#fear
130 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Oct 2021 10:14am
27th Oct 2021 10:14am
Glass Barbarian
#UnrequitedLove
#FeelingLost
#emptiness
#morality
#sacrifice
100 reads
7 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
27th Oct 2021 10:00am
27th Oct 2021 10:00am
Today I will always regret
I wish I had killed myself when I was younger
I wish I could've saved you from the pain
I wish I wasn't afraid you were going to kill me
But wishes mean nothing to this reality
There are moments we cannot take back
Moments we cannot possibly change
When did the little boy I knew cease to exist...
When did this cold, violence take over your soul?
I couldn't save you and I will live with that weight forever
I'm a coward in that I couldn't even face you
And I truly hope my illness kills me this year
I used the mantra that I needed to save...
I wish I could've saved you from the pain
I wish I wasn't afraid you were going to kill me
But wishes mean nothing to this reality
There are moments we cannot take back
Moments we cannot possibly change
When did the little boy I knew cease to exist...
When did this cold, violence take over your soul?
I couldn't save you and I will live with that weight forever
I'm a coward in that I couldn't even face you
And I truly hope my illness kills me this year
I used the mantra that I needed to save...
#grief
#dark
#shame
#despair
#emptiness
96 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2021 5:50pm
23rd Oct 2021 5:50pm
It'd be so easy to leave but I can't
I awake to sunlight stabbing between my eyelids
Jabbing me out of a beautiful dream
In it I had runaway and was selfish for once
One selfish choice made up of a thousand decisions
But here I am awake, stomach in knots
My hands shaking as I turn over
Closing my eyes tightly, curling in on myself
My mind frantically searching for what I had
Just one, just one moment I had escaped
Yes, I've chosen this life and I know
I won't be walking away any time soon
There are cages you can't escape from
It's more complicated than picking a lock...
Jabbing me out of a beautiful dream
In it I had runaway and was selfish for once
One selfish choice made up of a thousand decisions
But here I am awake, stomach in knots
My hands shaking as I turn over
Closing my eyes tightly, curling in on myself
My mind frantically searching for what I had
Just one, just one moment I had escaped
Yes, I've chosen this life and I know
I won't be walking away any time soon
There are cages you can't escape from
It's more complicated than picking a lock...
#sister
#marriage
#PTSD
#nightmares
#temptation
203 reads
4 Comments
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