Submissions by Cinny
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Stained Glass
The human is a creation,
much like stained glass.
We filter in the sun with
rainbows of delusional thought.
But in reality we are just
forgotten and dusty windows.
The windows to a broken cottage,
a home long forgotten in the trees.
A floor soaked in blood of the dreams
we have killed with our realities.
The mistress of the shadows and her lord,
they're just waiting patiently for your
window to break, for a little crack.
They'll clean you from the earth and take
you back into the darkness where humans...
much like stained glass.
We filter in the sun with
rainbows of delusional thought.
But in reality we are just
forgotten and dusty windows.
The windows to a broken cottage,
a home long forgotten in the trees.
A floor soaked in blood of the dreams
we have killed with our realities.
The mistress of the shadows and her lord,
they're just waiting patiently for your
window to break, for a little crack.
They'll clean you from the earth and take
you back into the darkness where humans...
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Always Remember
I've spent many days and years
Erasing people out of convenience
Just so I don't have to hurt
Myself by remembering the times we had.
I deleted my best friend
From my very world and I saw
Him a week later, and acted like
I never even knew who he was.
Like he never had met me
And became important.
We reconciled and I told him this
And he told me it was sad.
Sad that I was deleting it all,
Including the good with the bad.
He said 'Do you want to keep repeating
all the mistakes you've made in
the past?'
I...
Erasing people out of convenience
Just so I don't have to hurt
Myself by remembering the times we had.
I deleted my best friend
From my very world and I saw
Him a week later, and acted like
I never even knew who he was.
Like he never had met me
And became important.
We reconciled and I told him this
And he told me it was sad.
Sad that I was deleting it all,
Including the good with the bad.
He said 'Do you want to keep repeating
all the mistakes you've made in
the past?'
I...
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Good night to Last night
I'm taking all my memories
And wrapping them up in scars,
And placing them on flower petals,
To be swept into the stars.
How many days did I spend
With my eyes shut closed by choice;
With my hands around my own throat,
To smother my own voice?
How many people did I hurt
With my rage filled tears,
Unable to separate,
Reality from my fears.
I want to be a different person,
I want to find love within myself,
I'm sick of always telling myself,
That I don't deserve help.
So with these final tears tonight
I will...
And wrapping them up in scars,
And placing them on flower petals,
To be swept into the stars.
How many days did I spend
With my eyes shut closed by choice;
With my hands around my own throat,
To smother my own voice?
How many people did I hurt
With my rage filled tears,
Unable to separate,
Reality from my fears.
I want to be a different person,
I want to find love within myself,
I'm sick of always telling myself,
That I don't deserve help.
So with these final tears tonight
I will...
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Away for so long
It seems like yesterday merged with today,
And both flew blindingly fast, right past me.
I'm breathless, boundless, spinning,
I'm out of control in this cycle.
Then I close my eyes and it all fades away,
As if it never existed at all.
As if was all just a dream, all fake.
I have felt so empty for so many years.
I've cut to fill the void, I've stolen,
I've lied and I've hurt those around me.
I've been away from my true self for so long,
I almost forgot who I was and where I was hiding.
I've been away for so long...
And both flew blindingly fast, right past me.
I'm breathless, boundless, spinning,
I'm out of control in this cycle.
Then I close my eyes and it all fades away,
As if it never existed at all.
As if was all just a dream, all fake.
I have felt so empty for so many years.
I've cut to fill the void, I've stolen,
I've lied and I've hurt those around me.
I've been away from my true self for so long,
I almost forgot who I was and where I was hiding.
I've been away for so long...
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Silenced
I'm lost in the framework shadows,
Deep within my mind,
Fighting away the dark beasts,
That threaten paradise.
Faces flash through,
Quick bursts of light,
But nothing ever stays long,
It's there one moment, then out of sight.
I want to tell everyone it's scary,
I want to be weak just once,
But if I admit vulnerability,
Those who are cruel will feed and hunt.
Frightened and alone,
I am silenced in this place,
Hiding away from the mirror,
Because I don't want to see my 'happy' face.
A face that is so fake it hurts, ...
Deep within my mind,
Fighting away the dark beasts,
That threaten paradise.
Faces flash through,
Quick bursts of light,
But nothing ever stays long,
It's there one moment, then out of sight.
I want to tell everyone it's scary,
I want to be weak just once,
But if I admit vulnerability,
Those who are cruel will feed and hunt.
Frightened and alone,
I am silenced in this place,
Hiding away from the mirror,
Because I don't want to see my 'happy' face.
A face that is so fake it hurts, ...
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Goodbye isn't my compromise
I'll continue to drown in you,
Because if I were away,
I'd be burned alive by loneliness.
Your laughter, your voice,
All of it makes me smile,
I feel so honored to be with you,
Even just like this, as friends.
I know my heart is fragile,
And it might be smart to say goodbye,
But I know a parting would hurt more.
This little bit of Hell I feel,
Deep in my taped together heart,
Is nothing to being away from you.
Missing you and wanting you.
I can't do that, I'd surely cry,
And then you'd worry.
So please just stay with me,
And...
Because if I were away,
I'd be burned alive by loneliness.
Your laughter, your voice,
All of it makes me smile,
I feel so honored to be with you,
Even just like this, as friends.
I know my heart is fragile,
And it might be smart to say goodbye,
But I know a parting would hurt more.
This little bit of Hell I feel,
Deep in my taped together heart,
Is nothing to being away from you.
Missing you and wanting you.
I can't do that, I'd surely cry,
And then you'd worry.
So please just stay with me,
And...
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Paradise
She closes her eyes and drifts
away from the world that shackles
her down.
The sun always has to rise again,
or so that's what she whispers
into the darkness.
The wheel breaks the butterfly,
or so they say.
So drifts away from the world
and dreams of a paradise where she
is loved and perfect.
Paradise where there is someone to
hold her when she feels like she is
going to fall down.
Paradise where she is exactly where
she belongs, surrounded by people who
want her as much as she wants them...
away from the world that shackles
her down.
The sun always has to rise again,
or so that's what she whispers
into the darkness.
The wheel breaks the butterfly,
or so they say.
So drifts away from the world
and dreams of a paradise where she
is loved and perfect.
Paradise where there is someone to
hold her when she feels like she is
going to fall down.
Paradise where she is exactly where
she belongs, surrounded by people who
want her as much as she wants them...
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Quietly Alone
She sits and stares forward as if
nothing in the world can touch her,
as if she's not impure.
She sighs as if something is wrong
but smiles at you and mumbles she's
completely fine.
Another smooth lie.
She doesn't talk much and when she does
it never seems to make sense, or it hurts,
it hurts so bad.
And when she finally glances at you,
there is nothing in her eyes but quiet
judging, expecting you to leave.
Just like the rest.
She sits there, hands in her lap, staring
into that sheeting rain.
...
nothing in the world can touch her,
as if she's not impure.
She sighs as if something is wrong
but smiles at you and mumbles she's
completely fine.
Another smooth lie.
She doesn't talk much and when she does
it never seems to make sense, or it hurts,
it hurts so bad.
And when she finally glances at you,
there is nothing in her eyes but quiet
judging, expecting you to leave.
Just like the rest.
She sits there, hands in her lap, staring
into that sheeting rain.
...
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My True Self
I'm working hard to shape myself
into a beautiful woman who is loved
for her smile.
Happiness never-ending, that's what
I want to be seen as because I
couldn't bare through knowing another
feels the sorrow I feel.
Loneliness raises it's ugly head as
the sunlight illuminate sharp teeth
ready to devour me.
I'm scared, there is no one here special
to hold me as I cry and mourn my life
for being so empty.
Would I be missed, even though no one
knows who I truly am?
I try hard, looking into the mirror,
wanting...
into a beautiful woman who is loved
for her smile.
Happiness never-ending, that's what
I want to be seen as because I
couldn't bare through knowing another
feels the sorrow I feel.
Loneliness raises it's ugly head as
the sunlight illuminate sharp teeth
ready to devour me.
I'm scared, there is no one here special
to hold me as I cry and mourn my life
for being so empty.
Would I be missed, even though no one
knows who I truly am?
I try hard, looking into the mirror,
wanting...
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You and I
I'm starting to love you in
all the wrong ways, somehow
it feels too right.
I wonder if you do what I do,
thinking about you late and in
the middle of the night.
It's hard to imagine we've become
so close in just a short amount of
time.
So close to each other that I
wonder what it'd feel like to have
your hand in mine.
The world is swaying under my feet,
going to and fro.
I don't want to have to reap the fruit
of all these seeds that I've sown.
It's hard to face,...
all the wrong ways, somehow
it feels too right.
I wonder if you do what I do,
thinking about you late and in
the middle of the night.
It's hard to imagine we've become
so close in just a short amount of
time.
So close to each other that I
wonder what it'd feel like to have
your hand in mine.
The world is swaying under my feet,
going to and fro.
I don't want to have to reap the fruit
of all these seeds that I've sown.
It's hard to face,...
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Forceful Loneliness
My entire world of literature is
built with ugly and cruel words to
myself and my heart.
I was resting on the foundation of
the image of me painted by the world
of cruel, accusing eyes.
The lies kept wrapping around my
throat like a noose.
Isolated, I walked away from those
who told me kind things, knowing that
they had no weight to them.
An ugly girl could never be pretty.
Never could be loved, that was the reality
I was forced to face since childhood.
I kept aging, forced loneliness into my
mind so...
built with ugly and cruel words to
myself and my heart.
I was resting on the foundation of
the image of me painted by the world
of cruel, accusing eyes.
The lies kept wrapping around my
throat like a noose.
Isolated, I walked away from those
who told me kind things, knowing that
they had no weight to them.
An ugly girl could never be pretty.
Never could be loved, that was the reality
I was forced to face since childhood.
I kept aging, forced loneliness into my
mind so...
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If Tears Left Scars
I sit next to you smiling so brightly,
because that is what I know you like
most about me.
In my deepest and darkest thoughts, I
watched you jealously and wish you'd only
focus so much of your attention on me and
not everyone around us.
Be selfish once and tell me you want to
be alone, just us.
Tell me to not bring another along, but
I'm too shy to really keep that from happening,
what would we find to chat about if we were
all alone?
Nothing painfully interesting for you, I'm
sure.
If the tears I had been...
because that is what I know you like
most about me.
In my deepest and darkest thoughts, I
watched you jealously and wish you'd only
focus so much of your attention on me and
not everyone around us.
Be selfish once and tell me you want to
be alone, just us.
Tell me to not bring another along, but
I'm too shy to really keep that from happening,
what would we find to chat about if we were
all alone?
Nothing painfully interesting for you, I'm
sure.
If the tears I had been...
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