Submissions by Candismiller19
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello this is candis a average girl that love to wrtie, I have been writing since I was eight years old after my dad passed away. I get the depression and stress of my cheats.
YOU CAN ESCAPE FROM MY HEAD
'YOU CAN NOT ESCAPE FROM MY HEAD''
Here I lay here thinking of a true story,
It flashes back and here i am wondering what is happening,
it starts to tremble and thump, thump beneath my small and beautiful hands.
Here I am just thinking of a true story to tell,
I lay here in the dark but, I am disturbed by the whispers I hear in the attic.
The Large, gigantic moon is all when all of a sudden I see angels upon my green and blue Chrystal eyes. When Can I feel my heart jump with happiness? Why does it feel that flash backs are the only thing I have?
Suddenly, I...
Here I lay here thinking of a true story,
It flashes back and here i am wondering what is happening,
it starts to tremble and thump, thump beneath my small and beautiful hands.
Here I am just thinking of a true story to tell,
I lay here in the dark but, I am disturbed by the whispers I hear in the attic.
The Large, gigantic moon is all when all of a sudden I see angels upon my green and blue Chrystal eyes. When Can I feel my heart jump with happiness? Why does it feel that flash backs are the only thing I have?
Suddenly, I...
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A voice of the undead
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Waking the Dead
What is this that I look at? Can I say I live in a dream I fight for the actions that I don't die I am a Dream that explodes my exotic mind. I can one day find my actions burning into flames they , disintegrate.
Falling into a trap I am not sure where am I?
Can this be it My corpse is decaying.
I Can feel my cold and light skinned hands rub across my face but, when I wake up I am feeling the red drops I call blood fall down my eyes they replace my tears, and forever now I am suddenly gone from this so called drea
Falling into a trap I am not sure where am I?
Can this be it My corpse is decaying.
I Can feel my cold and light skinned hands rub across my face but, when I wake up I am feeling the red drops I call blood fall down my eyes they replace my tears, and forever now I am suddenly gone from this so called drea
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A time to relize
What begins with a sorrow word like...
what begins to explain this nasty world that enemies begin to become innocent
as a average human is locked away with the words of I didn't do it. Nature takes over when the breath of a sin is to powerful. Quotes of the mind is to powerful for the less Of my mind begins to weakens.
we have secrets and I look and see but the key that shuts my mind is go there fore It opens the words to reality
what begins to explain this nasty world that enemies begin to become innocent
as a average human is locked away with the words of I didn't do it. Nature takes over when the breath of a sin is to powerful. Quotes of the mind is to powerful for the less Of my mind begins to weakens.
we have secrets and I look and see but the key that shuts my mind is go there fore It opens the words to reality
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Life
The earth shakes, The mountains fall, Waters of the blue begin to explode.
I am lost but not forgotten, Can I run or is it two late.
The white and pearl snow is guesting outside I hear a rumble and shake, but is it the earth starting to shake or is it my imagination of life.
What begins with a yes to understand the rules of life but when I am gone I will not be forgotten.
I am lost but not forgotten, Can I run or is it two late.
The white and pearl snow is guesting outside I hear a rumble and shake, but is it the earth starting to shake or is it my imagination of life.
What begins with a yes to understand the rules of life but when I am gone I will not be forgotten.
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What Begins with death
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Her
Her eyes are so beautiful
her smile makes me smile
the sound of her voices makes me tremble
her lips are so soft when I touched the warm hands of a goddess
her hugs lands so deep into my heart I melt down like a snow ball.
Love lands in many parts but when taking that moment to think that a heart is blooming like the wild flowers blooming.
Her Eyes are so green when I look into them the word begins shatter
Her body is so soft the hands of your own cold and soft hands are touch with the soft lips i call her.
her smile makes me smile
the sound of her voices makes me tremble
her lips are so soft when I touched the warm hands of a goddess
her hugs lands so deep into my heart I melt down like a snow ball.
Love lands in many parts but when taking that moment to think that a heart is blooming like the wild flowers blooming.
Her Eyes are so green when I look into them the word begins shatter
Her body is so soft the hands of your own cold and soft hands are touch with the soft lips i call her.
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White Walls
Bloods reaches slowly to my eyes. The smell of blood makes me ooze to my stomach the white walls are beginning to close in. I am loosing my breath, But I can't hear the silence in the room, My tears run down my face as i slowly think of a solution to die. The white Walls start to change colors as i find a solution for what i have done. Scars are for the memories and razors are for the abuse.
Depression is a symptom when I can't think I Feel like a puppet with no say.
I am trapped in a box where everything is closing in I feel scared with the...
Depression is a symptom when I can't think I Feel like a puppet with no say.
I am trapped in a box where everything is closing in I feel scared with the...
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A Waiting list
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