Submissions by Chrissabella
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Whore's Glory
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So This is Love?
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Start Over
Your touch is like ice,
Your grip is like a vice
Your words are a knife
You are my life
With every step you take ,
every move you make
you make me nervous
I don't know which bone you'll break
and send me to my own funeral service
I thought I would give it all
Risk it all
Take it all
Just to fall
But I was wrong I can't take it
I sought out love
Instead I found you
And bit by bit
I began to forget
That our love was a gift from above
That gift became a curse
and what was worse
But I begin to hate you bit...
Your grip is like a vice
Your words are a knife
You are my life
With every step you take ,
every move you make
you make me nervous
I don't know which bone you'll break
and send me to my own funeral service
I thought I would give it all
Risk it all
Take it all
Just to fall
But I was wrong I can't take it
I sought out love
Instead I found you
And bit by bit
I began to forget
That our love was a gift from above
That gift became a curse
and what was worse
But I begin to hate you bit...
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Blind Love
No matter how many she knew
They were all the same,
They all hailed from a small town and dressed just like you
For her they were much too tame
Everyday she put on a show
She drowned in sequins and glitter
All she wanted was for someone to know
How she felt inside, to understand her
One day she got online and lost herself
He was tall, dark, and handsome
He was from a place you can only find on a bookshelf
She had no idea he was going to steal her for a measly ransome
Falling in love, faster and farther each day,
She didn't care about who...
They were all the same,
They all hailed from a small town and dressed just like you
For her they were much too tame
Everyday she put on a show
She drowned in sequins and glitter
All she wanted was for someone to know
How she felt inside, to understand her
One day she got online and lost herself
He was tall, dark, and handsome
He was from a place you can only find on a bookshelf
She had no idea he was going to steal her for a measly ransome
Falling in love, faster and farther each day,
She didn't care about who...
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Love's Misguidance (draft one)
I had a dream that you took my hand
Unforgettable sights were seen, the company grand
You led me all the way to oceans exploding in the sky
Barely had I time to wonder why
Why you planned to take my heart away
Why you took my hand and led me astray
Of the future neither of us thought
You held me then, but later wanted me not
In love I fell with the heavens you have showed me
Unfortunately I have realized this existence can not be
So, I can not stay here very long
I have already been betrayed by you love song
A song filled with love and trust...
Unforgettable sights were seen, the company grand
You led me all the way to oceans exploding in the sky
Barely had I time to wonder why
Why you planned to take my heart away
Why you took my hand and led me astray
Of the future neither of us thought
You held me then, but later wanted me not
In love I fell with the heavens you have showed me
Unfortunately I have realized this existence can not be
So, I can not stay here very long
I have already been betrayed by you love song
A song filled with love and trust...
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A Lover Gone
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The Enemy Myself (first draft)
Sometimes these thoughts in my head scare me
Sometimes it feels like they're starting to tear me
I'm coming apart at the seams
My whole life seems
like an uphill battle
between good and evil
I try to be the best I can be
It just isn't really good enough to be me
It's all because sometimes I desire these words to fill my enemies
with dread
so they wake up in a cold sweat, wet in their bed
all because of the words I have said
what I do say is just a barrier to keep a monster at bay
Now I'm going to be honest, my only real enemy is me...
Sometimes it feels like they're starting to tear me
I'm coming apart at the seams
My whole life seems
like an uphill battle
between good and evil
I try to be the best I can be
It just isn't really good enough to be me
It's all because sometimes I desire these words to fill my enemies
with dread
so they wake up in a cold sweat, wet in their bed
all because of the words I have said
what I do say is just a barrier to keep a monster at bay
Now I'm going to be honest, my only real enemy is me...
636 reads
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