Submissions by CircleDanceSquared (AlyssaJane96)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My goal is to inspire someone, even if it's only myself.
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Nov 2024 7:36pm
21st Nov 2024 7:36pm
Flying high on powdered wings
Sing me songs of broken things
Broken bones and broken hearts
I pray we never fall apart
A trap, a cage, a prison cell
Drag me through the gates of hell
But nothing could hold me back for long
I fell in love with your broken songs
Sing me songs of broken things
Broken bones and broken hearts
I pray we never fall apart
A trap, a cage, a prison cell
Drag me through the gates of hell
But nothing could hold me back for long
I fell in love with your broken songs
#butterfly
#love
46 reads
3 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Nov 2024 11:42pm
10th Nov 2024 11:42pm
Duality
Fear and Love are sisters
They live across the hall
Love tells Fear to come and play
But Fear ignores her calls
Then one day Fear hears her sister
Scream help I’m about to fall
She runs and reaches out her hand
Eyes filling up with tears
Hold on I got you Love and I’ll always be right here
Fear and Love are sisters
And sometimes they will fight
But Fear teaches Love to take it easy
And Love shows Fear that everything will be alright
They live across the hall
Love tells Fear to come and play
But Fear ignores her calls
Then one day Fear hears her sister
Scream help I’m about to fall
She runs and reaches out her hand
Eyes filling up with tears
Hold on I got you Love and I’ll always be right here
Fear and Love are sisters
And sometimes they will fight
But Fear teaches Love to take it easy
And Love shows Fear that everything will be alright
#family
#fear
#healing
#learning
#love
83 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
15th Oct 2024 3:58am
15th Oct 2024 3:58am
The bottom of everything
I cast myself out to the edge of insanity,
reeling myself in slowly,
waiting for the dark creature below the surface to take notice.
Swallow me, drag me down to a depth with unbearable pressure.
A dark place where every decision,
the slightest twitch is the difference
between life and death.
Describing these moments with you,
dark creature,
is nearly impossible.
I beg to live,
I beg to die.
If I manage to break free,
I only crave to see you again.
reeling myself in slowly,
waiting for the dark creature below the surface to take notice.
Swallow me, drag me down to a depth with unbearable pressure.
A dark place where every decision,
the slightest twitch is the difference
between life and death.
Describing these moments with you,
dark creature,
is nearly impossible.
I beg to live,
I beg to die.
If I manage to break free,
I only crave to see you again.
#addiction
#anxiety
#depression
#nightmares
#weakness
147 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
28th Apr 2020 8:56am
28th Apr 2020 8:56am
One
two wires miss connecting,
two strangers sailing into separate seas,
two mountains made to never touch,
two leaves growing on different trees,
two bugs in separate cracks,
two doors in separate halls,
two phone calls made at 1am but your phone didn't ring at all,
two dreams that turned to nightmares,
two shots that turned to four,
two times my heart's been broken and
I can't take it anymore
two strangers sailing into separate seas,
two mountains made to never touch,
two leaves growing on different trees,
two bugs in separate cracks,
two doors in separate halls,
two phone calls made at 1am but your phone didn't ring at all,
two dreams that turned to nightmares,
two shots that turned to four,
two times my heart's been broken and
I can't take it anymore
#sadness
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
#alcohol
575 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
11th Jul 2018 6:07am
11th Jul 2018 6:07am
Who's the Fool?
Be my distraction
Cremate my body and get high off the ashes
Slowly rob me of all my passion
Paint me into the villain while maniacally laughing
I'd buy every canvas if it meant your oasis
I'm seeking my soul in every one of your faces
I'd trade both my shoes for the knots in your laces
But the jokes on you
Im only a fool for heartache
Cremate my body and get high off the ashes
Slowly rob me of all my passion
Paint me into the villain while maniacally laughing
I'd buy every canvas if it meant your oasis
I'm seeking my soul in every one of your faces
I'd trade both my shoes for the knots in your laces
But the jokes on you
Im only a fool for heartache
#love
#breakup
#addiction
675 reads
1 Comment
EROTIC POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2017 3:57pm
22nd Feb 2017 3:57pm
Unworthy
Belittle me
reprimend me
you wholesome knight
provoke my scorpion's
jealousy
he fills me
with bittersweet
venom
as I evolve
into a
creature
of
the
night
reprimend me
you wholesome knight
provoke my scorpion's
jealousy
he fills me
with bittersweet
venom
as I evolve
into a
creature
of
the
night
897 reads
6 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Feb 2017 6:51am
17th Feb 2017 6:51am
Yes, It Hurts
I've landed in
a mental space
that sometimes
makes me forget
my own face
I'll have to
touch the tips
of each of my
fingers
then do it again
I'll get so anxious
that I'll chew my
nails instead
until the nails are gone
and only red
remains
but the pain
is never permanent
I misspelled my
own name
and realized
nothing is
permanent
it hurts
doesn't it?
a mental space
that sometimes
makes me forget
my own face
I'll have to
touch the tips
of each of my
fingers
then do it again
I'll get so anxious
that I'll chew my
nails instead
until the nails are gone
and only red
remains
but the pain
is never permanent
I misspelled my
own name
and realized
nothing is
permanent
it hurts
doesn't it?
835 reads
5 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
12th Feb 2017 6:38am
12th Feb 2017 6:38am
Mind&Body Domination
She is my fuck toy
my little
subhuman
bitch
she begs
"Please!"
"Please degrade me!"
and believe me I did
I told her she would
never
amount
to
anything
only what I wished
a slut
a dirty
whore
and if she bore me
she wore my handprint
across her face
or a bruised necklace
where a cross used to hang
a plain
pretty
young girl
turned hellish
by my ways
...
my little
subhuman
bitch
she begs
"Please!"
"Please degrade me!"
and believe me I did
I told her she would
never
amount
to
anything
only what I wished
a slut
a dirty
whore
and if she bore me
she wore my handprint
across her face
or a bruised necklace
where a cross used to hang
a plain
pretty
young girl
turned hellish
by my ways
...
1059 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
11th Feb 2017 8:20pm
11th Feb 2017 8:20pm
Bitches
Itch a scratch
And scratch an itch
Bitches
Shoot to pass
And aim to miss
Bitches
Hate the truth
And love to lie
Bitch
You stole my heart
Go fucking die
And scratch an itch
Bitches
Shoot to pass
And aim to miss
Bitches
Hate the truth
And love to lie
Bitch
You stole my heart
Go fucking die
847 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Feb 2017 9:50am
9th Feb 2017 9:50am
My Coming of Age Poem(sorry it's so long)
Have I grown up
If I eat Froot Loops
in the bath tub
Watching Flapjack
Eating Big Macs with Sriracha
Mac-n-cheese with Sriracha
Just about anything with Sriracha on it
I gotcha back
and you can betcha sweet ass on it
Way back in class
I'd play with the bunsen burners
and hacky sacks
Now I'm paying taxes
and my boss is still giving me flack
Although I still enjoy the simple things
Like waking up in the morning
and releasing the massive
dam of piss I've been holding
Stretching and...
If I eat Froot Loops
in the bath tub
Watching Flapjack
Eating Big Macs with Sriracha
Mac-n-cheese with Sriracha
Just about anything with Sriracha on it
I gotcha back
and you can betcha sweet ass on it
Way back in class
I'd play with the bunsen burners
and hacky sacks
Now I'm paying taxes
and my boss is still giving me flack
Although I still enjoy the simple things
Like waking up in the morning
and releasing the massive
dam of piss I've been holding
Stretching and...
758 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Feb 2017 5:34pm
7th Feb 2017 5:34pm
Living Furniture
Are we but upholstery?
Bound in hardened skin
of leather
Stuffed with soft
plush down feathers
Longing the touch
of a stranger...
I think I just might be
upholstery
Bound in hardened skin
of leather
Stuffed with soft
plush down feathers
Longing the touch
of a stranger...
I think I just might be
upholstery
743 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
7th Feb 2017 3:00am
7th Feb 2017 3:00am
String Theory
Be my distraction?
Cut me into fractions
Make me small
Then spread out my ashes
Get high off of Molly
Then fry out on Acid
Combine both our masses
and snuggle to Disney classics
Nothing quite relaxes me
Like deep conversation
and acoustic strings
We'll string theories up like
photographs,
of memories we've never had
And light lighters up like
fireflies,
to a night we hope never dies
Cut me into fractions
Make me small
Then spread out my ashes
Get high off of Molly
Then fry out on Acid
Combine both our masses
and snuggle to Disney classics
Nothing quite relaxes me
Like deep conversation
and acoustic strings
We'll string theories up like
photographs,
of memories we've never had
And light lighters up like
fireflies,
to a night we hope never dies
900 reads
5 Comments
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