Submissions by CourtneeChaos
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hey. I'm Courtnee Chaos... I write stuff... I don't really know what else to say about myself.
DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 6:23pm
8th Jun 2013 6:23pm
30cc's Of False Reality
Don't wanna feel anything, don't wanna care-
Like I really give a fuck if I end up no where-
Only way I know how to numb emotions & pain-
Shoot another dose of false reality into my vein-
Like I really give a fuck if I end up no where-
Only way I know how to numb emotions & pain-
Shoot another dose of false reality into my vein-
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DRUGS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2013 5:50pm
8th Jun 2013 5:50pm
Hopeless Surrender
Maintained my existence through a false serenity-
Thru a junkies dead eyes, life is the hardest thing to see-
Habits are revealed, impossible to conceal your addiction-
Admitting the truth becomes inevitable when life is consumed by affliction-
So finally after coming so far, this misery was unforeseen-
Familiar sorrow continues to fill each day even while living life clean-
Hopelessly trying to escape you, although you had me from the start-
Embracing my destiny, I surrender... Til death do us part-
Thru a junkies dead eyes, life is the hardest thing to see-
Habits are revealed, impossible to conceal your addiction-
Admitting the truth becomes inevitable when life is consumed by affliction-
So finally after coming so far, this misery was unforeseen-
Familiar sorrow continues to fill each day even while living life clean-
Hopelessly trying to escape you, although you had me from the start-
Embracing my destiny, I surrender... Til death do us part-
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Aug 2012 3:03am
12th Aug 2012 3:03am
If I was God
If I was God, I'd change the world-
First thing I'd do is take the pain away from this innocent little girl-
With the bruises under her eyes and her bald little head-
I plead with God, questioning "Why not me instead?!"-
She fights a battle everyday just so she can take another breath-
While I've taken life for granted slamming dope and coming close to death-
I don't understand why it has to be her, but God hasn't given me an answer-
Why does it have to be my 3 year old sister that has to fight this cancer-
...
First thing I'd do is take the pain away from this innocent little girl-
With the bruises under her eyes and her bald little head-
I plead with God, questioning "Why not me instead?!"-
She fights a battle everyday just so she can take another breath-
While I've taken life for granted slamming dope and coming close to death-
I don't understand why it has to be her, but God hasn't given me an answer-
Why does it have to be my 3 year old sister that has to fight this cancer-
...
#PopCulture
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DRUGS POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 6:01pm
6th Sep 2011 6:01pm
No Longer In Denial
Fading quickly away right before our eyes-
Drowning in a life of pain hidden under my disguise-
This wasted life has become nothing but a blur-
Left now with only memories of who you once were-
Find yourself reminiscing back to the days that you were clean-
Now just find myself waiting for someone to intervene-
Slipping away from reality as the poison attacks-
Damaged arms hold evidence of affliction just follow the tracks-
...
Drowning in a life of pain hidden under my disguise-
This wasted life has become nothing but a blur-
Left now with only memories of who you once were-
Find yourself reminiscing back to the days that you were clean-
Now just find myself waiting for someone to intervene-
Slipping away from reality as the poison attacks-
Damaged arms hold evidence of affliction just follow the tracks-
...
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1014 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Jun 2011 00:50am
14th Jun 2011 00:50am
Fear In Solitude.
Their bodies are still.
But their eyes follow me.
The room is still.
You can hear the whispers.
Yet you can't see the words.
I'm the only one moving.
Feels as if I'm the only here.
I can see the images of fading people.
Silhouettes of life that are almost invisible.
When I look in their eyes, an empty soul is what I see.
The room is dark.
The windows and doors are closed.
There is no...
But their eyes follow me.
The room is still.
You can hear the whispers.
Yet you can't see the words.
I'm the only one moving.
Feels as if I'm the only here.
I can see the images of fading people.
Silhouettes of life that are almost invisible.
When I look in their eyes, an empty soul is what I see.
The room is dark.
The windows and doors are closed.
There is no...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th May 2011 8:34am
25th May 2011 8:34am
Remembering Me
I wish we could go back
to the days when things were good-
The days when you
were all I needed to feel alive-
You were my cure,
my pulse,
my drug-
The days when you
were my heart and soul-
I longed to breathe you in-
Now I suck my soul through glass, and long for the next cloud that numbs my heart-
Awaiting the day
that I gain control of my life-
I poison myself with every deep breath-
And I lose myself a little more
when I...
to the days when things were good-
The days when you
were all I needed to feel alive-
You were my cure,
my pulse,
my drug-
The days when you
were my heart and soul-
I longed to breathe you in-
Now I suck my soul through glass, and long for the next cloud that numbs my heart-
Awaiting the day
that I gain control of my life-
I poison myself with every deep breath-
And I lose myself a little more
when I...
#PopCulture
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SELF POEM
Published
25th May 2011 8:21am
25th May 2011 8:21am
I Wasn't Enough
I always wondered why I wasn't worth getting to know-
Can't understand how a father wouldn't want to watch his only daughter grow-
After all this time you never sent one birthday card-
I'm so damaged that I can't trust anyone because I'm too scared to let down my gaurd-
It hurt that the only thing I everknewabout youwas thatyour name was "Lee"-
Hurt even worse knowing that if you ever saw me, you wouldn't even recognize me-
Did you know that you'rethe reason I cried myself to sleep every night-
Did you care if I was hurt or if I even turned out alright-...
Can't understand how a father wouldn't want to watch his only daughter grow-
After all this time you never sent one birthday card-
I'm so damaged that I can't trust anyone because I'm too scared to let down my gaurd-
It hurt that the only thing I everknewabout youwas thatyour name was "Lee"-
Hurt even worse knowing that if you ever saw me, you wouldn't even recognize me-
Did you know that you'rethe reason I cried myself to sleep every night-
Did you care if I was hurt or if I even turned out alright-...
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DARK POEM
Published
4th May 2011 00:20am
4th May 2011 00:20am
When Dreams Meet Reality
My soul, dead-
Heart has bled-
Emptiness remains-
Nothing left in my veins-
Empty inside-
Courtnee has died-
Don't be sad, don't cry-
I wanted to die-
Never can I be woken-
I was shattered, completely broken-
Happiness is what I chased-
Never reaching it, my life was a waste-
Too late-
Too much hate-
Will be buried below-
Answers I'll never know-
Words empty, no one could hear-
Invisible pain, never see a tear-
Never coming back-
Life is what I lack-
It was a promise, not a threat-
Couldn't live with so much...
Heart has bled-
Emptiness remains-
Nothing left in my veins-
Empty inside-
Courtnee has died-
Don't be sad, don't cry-
I wanted to die-
Never can I be woken-
I was shattered, completely broken-
Happiness is what I chased-
Never reaching it, my life was a waste-
Too late-
Too much hate-
Will be buried below-
Answers I'll never know-
Words empty, no one could hear-
Invisible pain, never see a tear-
Never coming back-
Life is what I lack-
It was a promise, not a threat-
Couldn't live with so much...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Apr 2011 6:03am
24th Apr 2011 6:03am
Stranger In The Mirror
Stranger in the mirror, you’re not whoI used to see-
You were once strong, but now you are weak-
Stranger in the mirror, with your empty blue eyes-
Seems so long ago your smile was real and not just a disguise-
Stranger in the mirror,the marks on your armsyou try to hide-
These marks are not cuts, but they’re proof of a slow suicide-
Stranger in the mirror looking a little more familiar I see-
Stranger in the mirror your not a stranger at all, I just refuse to accept the new reflection of me-
You were once strong, but now you are weak-
Stranger in the mirror, with your empty blue eyes-
Seems so long ago your smile was real and not just a disguise-
Stranger in the mirror,the marks on your armsyou try to hide-
These marks are not cuts, but they’re proof of a slow suicide-
Stranger in the mirror looking a little more familiar I see-
Stranger in the mirror your not a stranger at all, I just refuse to accept the new reflection of me-
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