Submissions by CeeCee-Elaine (xPaper Flowersx)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi. I'm inconsistent and messy, but sometimes words bleed from me. You can read them, or not. Enjoy ♡
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Jan 2021 1:18am
17th Jan 2021 1:18am
Th1rt3en Years
13 years I've written poetry about you.
Bleeding what's left of my acrylic heart
onto your paper thin canvas.
The colours constantly dripping, dripping,
slipping off.
Our timeclocks mixed like water and oil.
Never seeming to synchronize.
Yet we'd continue to stir ourselves together,
in hopes that the hands of time
may be able to save us.
Each one after you couldn't help but ask
if i still loved you.
And I'd break their hearts with my cynical silence.
Because I didn't always have it in me
to tell them the...
Bleeding what's left of my acrylic heart
onto your paper thin canvas.
The colours constantly dripping, dripping,
slipping off.
Our timeclocks mixed like water and oil.
Never seeming to synchronize.
Yet we'd continue to stir ourselves together,
in hopes that the hands of time
may be able to save us.
Each one after you couldn't help but ask
if i still loved you.
And I'd break their hearts with my cynical silence.
Because I didn't always have it in me
to tell them the...
#love
#devil
#UnrequitedLove
#IMissYou
#emotional
422 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
15th Dec 2020 3:29am
15th Dec 2020 3:29am
Angel
Weathered-- have my wings,
but i feel weightless.
Free falling
into your eternal bliss.
Head first, just praying
you'll be there to catch me.
And whisper those words
only a decade could translate.
"Welcome home, Angel."
but i feel weightless.
Free falling
into your eternal bliss.
Head first, just praying
you'll be there to catch me.
And whisper those words
only a decade could translate.
"Welcome home, Angel."
#love
#lust
#lover
#UnrequitedLove
#emotional
982 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2020 3:41am
22nd Nov 2020 3:41am
Arctic Heart
#love
#winter
#MentalHealth
#FirstLove
#hurt
505 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2020 10:50pm
19th Oct 2020 10:50pm
He's nothing, if not Novel.
His love reads like an unforgettable novel.
Those perfectly penned pages luring you in;
in seconds you're an addict. Woefully falling in love with every single nuance.
You can see him as the Protagonist to the otherwise drab story you call life,
the narrative seems flawless.
He has that familiar, nostalgic smell.
One that triggers visions of breath-taking summer days;
reading in your parents neglected window nook.
The aroma of the played out paper pages shrouding fresh daffodils.
You can't help but be enthralled with his plot. ...
Those perfectly penned pages luring you in;
in seconds you're an addict. Woefully falling in love with every single nuance.
You can see him as the Protagonist to the otherwise drab story you call life,
the narrative seems flawless.
He has that familiar, nostalgic smell.
One that triggers visions of breath-taking summer days;
reading in your parents neglected window nook.
The aroma of the played out paper pages shrouding fresh daffodils.
You can't help but be enthralled with his plot. ...
#love
#breakup
#hurt
524 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2020 3:26am
17th Feb 2020 3:26am
Tight Rope.
Baby, I've been walking on your tight-rope
for far too long now.
Teetering on the edge of lunacy,
in hopes of a different finale.
But we both know how this show always ends.
Broken dreams, better than broken bones.
Then again, who really needs them
when they're used up and frail,
hollowed from our heart-shaped acrobatics.
One foot, in front of the other.
My shaky legs beg for your attention,
longing for the chance to be your main attraction.
I'm up in the air, back and forth.
Plastered smiles...
for far too long now.
Teetering on the edge of lunacy,
in hopes of a different finale.
But we both know how this show always ends.
Broken dreams, better than broken bones.
Then again, who really needs them
when they're used up and frail,
hollowed from our heart-shaped acrobatics.
One foot, in front of the other.
My shaky legs beg for your attention,
longing for the chance to be your main attraction.
I'm up in the air, back and forth.
Plastered smiles...
#love
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#suffering
#hurt
582 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jan 2020 6:24am
14th Jan 2020 6:24am
Ghosted.
I often lie awake at night; haunted by unwritten words
My Muse is a Ghost...
Writing with the moon; one of my nastiest habits.
For now, my heart aches for the past; longing to bleed his raw, absolute truth to my pages.
He's back and forth; always watching from a better place.
A place filled with the promise his eyes held.
But he's gone cold; like a Winter's frosty gust.
And his unfinished business; is someone else's problem now.
My Muse is a Ghost...
Writing with the moon; one of my nastiest habits.
For now, my heart aches for the past; longing to bleed his raw, absolute truth to my pages.
He's back and forth; always watching from a better place.
A place filled with the promise his eyes held.
But he's gone cold; like a Winter's frosty gust.
And his unfinished business; is someone else's problem now.
#anxiety
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
#breakup
608 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
13th Dec 2019 5:37am
13th Dec 2019 5:37am
The fear of something real.
#lust
#heartbroken
#erotic
#UnrequitedLove
#separation
745 reads
18 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
12th Dec 2019 11:09pm
12th Dec 2019 11:09pm
Addict
My stomach's feeling rather queezy again.
Drunk on your half-truths and excuses.
Or maybe it's just the oxys I put in me,
after a long night of pretending I wouldn't die for you.
I sing along to your favourite songs,
but we both know it resembles the screaming in my heart.
I'm fortunate enough for it to keep me awake
on the nights I haven't fell victim to your sleep paralysis.
You come and go like fragmented flashbacks.
Quick moments like the decent of a falling star.
And I've sat here settled in lacklustered contentment, ...
Drunk on your half-truths and excuses.
Or maybe it's just the oxys I put in me,
after a long night of pretending I wouldn't die for you.
I sing along to your favourite songs,
but we both know it resembles the screaming in my heart.
I'm fortunate enough for it to keep me awake
on the nights I haven't fell victim to your sleep paralysis.
You come and go like fragmented flashbacks.
Quick moments like the decent of a falling star.
And I've sat here settled in lacklustered contentment, ...
#love
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#emptiness
#emotional
659 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2019 5:24pm
12th Dec 2019 5:24pm
This is worse than cheating.
Every now and then it hits her.. that he's the one that got away.
She'd spent years spitting venom to spite him,
to only poison what was left of her twisted heart.
And him; immune to it's mayem.
Blame blame... the victim game.
Convinced he could never change; she ran.
Ran as far as two suitcases and a 747 could take her.
Certain he'd follow her to the depths of hell,
But he instead became a ghost.
Not all demons... stay the same.
She'd spent years spitting venom to spite him,
to only poison what was left of her twisted heart.
And him; immune to it's mayem.
Blame blame... the victim game.
Convinced he could never change; she ran.
Ran as far as two suitcases and a 747 could take her.
Certain he'd follow her to the depths of hell,
But he instead became a ghost.
Not all demons... stay the same.
#love
#regret
#devil
#ghosts
#IMissYou
610 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Dec 2019 7:17am
12th Dec 2019 7:17am
The Escape Gene
Don't blame yourself dear, you never stood a chance.
My mother taught me early on just how to leave men.
Dinner table war games. Emotional charades.
House up in flames.
Bags pre packed for her late night escapes.
She taught me all the best ways to run from you.
Drenching myself in manic disposition;
and watching how your eyes glisten
from shards of broken glass
left scattered across your kitchen.
Sudden uncertainty washing over the 'I love you's',
Empty dining seats; my eyes resembling dark streets.
When every mood...
My mother taught me early on just how to leave men.
Dinner table war games. Emotional charades.
House up in flames.
Bags pre packed for her late night escapes.
She taught me all the best ways to run from you.
Drenching myself in manic disposition;
and watching how your eyes glisten
from shards of broken glass
left scattered across your kitchen.
Sudden uncertainty washing over the 'I love you's',
Empty dining seats; my eyes resembling dark streets.
When every mood...
#love
#rejection
#breakup
#escape
#hurt
762 reads
6 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Dec 2019 6:59am
12th Dec 2019 6:59am
My PTSD Makes Me Horny.
#lust
#murder
#violence
#anniversary
#PTSD
613 reads
12 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Dec 2019 11:12pm
11th Dec 2019 11:12pm
Idle Conversation
Twice a day these hands on the clock are taunting.
The hour she puts on his favourite performance,
and pretends he hasn't left her in pieces.
Broken promises sprinkled to the ground like freshly fallen Snow.
Finally freezing what was left of her memories,
but forgetting to slow her ice encased heartbeat.
Small talk just doesn't feel the same in moments of unbearable longing..
One minute feels more like a life-time,
But he just keeps trying to convince her that,
"all we have is time."
The hour she puts on his favourite performance,
and pretends he hasn't left her in pieces.
Broken promises sprinkled to the ground like freshly fallen Snow.
Finally freezing what was left of her memories,
but forgetting to slow her ice encased heartbeat.
Small talk just doesn't feel the same in moments of unbearable longing..
One minute feels more like a life-time,
But he just keeps trying to convince her that,
"all we have is time."
#love
#heartbroken
#UnrequitedLove
#emotional
#hurt
503 reads
6 Comments
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