Submissions by Damselinhandcuffs
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Loneliest Constellation
How can one be so lonely from the beginning,
From the cellular start
Before the tongue and breath have formed, before the light touches the baby
Maybe it was rotting in the marrow of my bitter father,
Tortured in a nebula of his own mind and violence
The infant understanding selfishness in the winning of all this existence
Yes, I should have let a son take my place
...
From the cellular start
Before the tongue and breath have formed, before the light touches the baby
Maybe it was rotting in the marrow of my bitter father,
Tortured in a nebula of his own mind and violence
The infant understanding selfishness in the winning of all this existence
Yes, I should have let a son take my place
...
#escape
#LifeCycle
#relationships
#loneliness
#universe
106 reads
4 Comments
Thank you, Seroquel
Honey, I said I love you
And I love you
But it's not enough,
not enough to be your forever cunt
Doomed to the sharing of one-sided feasts and smiles failing to touch me
A weak ego consuming the other
Is it you
or is it me
I feel I am just a...
And I love you
But it's not enough,
not enough to be your forever cunt
Doomed to the sharing of one-sided feasts and smiles failing to touch me
A weak ego consuming the other
Is it you
or is it me
I feel I am just a...
#shame
#anxiety
#depression
#MentalHealth
#sadness
205 reads
3 Comments
I Couldn't Tell You If I Met Myself or Lost Myself That Day
I dreamt of the old tear in the stitching of skin and the struggle of position again
but wake up to no blood
I can smell the sweat- but the bodies are nowhere to be seen
The bastard deceived me and found not only his sweat
but his pores into my dreams
He disturbed the morning with hate and killed the child in my laughter ...
but wake up to no blood
I can smell the sweat- but the bodies are nowhere to be seen
The bastard deceived me and found not only his sweat
but his pores into my dreams
He disturbed the morning with hate and killed the child in my laughter ...
#sadness
#hate
#grief
#dark
#shame
623 reads
8 Comments
Limbs
He wraps his long tree-like limbs around you
And holds you
Says you are his fruit,
And you apologize
The summer heat licks you with madness
You carve into the flesh of your fruit
To feel something and then the grateful nothing
You attempt to murder the fruit on his tree
He didn't know you were already rotting
The sun is settling red
You watch the blood of fruit settle down past the silhouette of mountain, ...
And holds you
Says you are his fruit,
And you apologize
The summer heat licks you with madness
You carve into the flesh of your fruit
To feel something and then the grateful nothing
You attempt to murder the fruit on his tree
He didn't know you were already rotting
The sun is settling red
You watch the blood of fruit settle down past the silhouette of mountain, ...
#regret
#escape
#shame
#denial
#emptiness
722 reads
11 Comments
Chant of Silence

#grief
#dark
#shame
#denial
#emptiness
336 reads
6 Comments
Fall
It's autumn,
I watch my face morph in the reflection of the lake that way I have something to blame when I don't recognize that face
It's autumn,
I learn he is married, and he is already undressing me
Leaving what feels like my bare bones naked,
exposed without permission to be skinned alive
It's autumn,
The tree's are lying next to me
I drift off and my body stays in character, awake, obedient...
I watch my face morph in the reflection of the lake that way I have something to blame when I don't recognize that face
It's autumn,
I learn he is married, and he is already undressing me
Leaving what feels like my bare bones naked,
exposed without permission to be skinned alive
It's autumn,
The tree's are lying next to me
I drift off and my body stays in character, awake, obedient...
#depression
#sex
#FeelingLost #emptiness
#FeelingLost #emptiness
855 reads
7 Comments
In the Belly of Lonely
I belong to no one, to nothing
Not even to myself
To neither the sky, nor this body
My feet feel like trespassers on the ground, my hands are somehow a new stranger
I feel lonely in every crowd of bodies and voices
Which is to say, I feel lonely in my own
In this chandelier of moist bones and tendons
And I wonder- when the elasticity of myself wears will I fall apart easily
...
Not even to myself
To neither the sky, nor this body
My feet feel like trespassers on the ground, my hands are somehow a new stranger
I feel lonely in every crowd of bodies and voices
Which is to say, I feel lonely in my own
In this chandelier of moist bones and tendons
And I wonder- when the elasticity of myself wears will I fall apart easily
...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#greed
#emptiness
653 reads
7 Comments
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