Submissions by DarkPopPrincess (Princess Alia)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writer from the grave XXX
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
21st Sep 2024 10:41pm
21st Sep 2024 10:41pm
Abyss
No wonder I was the quiet kid...
I just got off the phone with a close friend,
and I was telling him of how dark my thoughts went
as a kid...
I sometimes wish I was exaggerating when I said this...
But when I was a child,
when I played games like Donkey Kong Country 2,
I would deeply imagine the abyss
that was unseen.
What unspeakable horrors were down there.
Skeleton bones and the most vile monsters imaginable.
When I was a kid,
I'd imagine or dream about my
family deserting me and letting me die
or them...
I just got off the phone with a close friend,
and I was telling him of how dark my thoughts went
as a kid...
I sometimes wish I was exaggerating when I said this...
But when I was a child,
when I played games like Donkey Kong Country 2,
I would deeply imagine the abyss
that was unseen.
What unspeakable horrors were down there.
Skeleton bones and the most vile monsters imaginable.
When I was a kid,
I'd imagine or dream about my
family deserting me and letting me die
or them...
#dark
85 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
19th Sep 2024 5:02pm
19th Sep 2024 5:02pm
I Can Finally Love Me. Outside of Everyone Else
I stood there with a revelation, one so big that it blew my mind.
I didn't have to worry if Darryl loved me.
I could finally love me. Outside of all the expectations placed on me by others.
I can be free, and I can dance in the rain barefooted while all others wear shoes.
I can be different, and that's okay.
I can love me,
and I am loving me.
No one else right now.
But me,
the little girl who had to put everyone else's needs first.
I can finally put myself first.
I didn't have to worry if Darryl loved me.
I could finally love me. Outside of all the expectations placed on me by others.
I can be free, and I can dance in the rain barefooted while all others wear shoes.
I can be different, and that's okay.
I can love me,
and I am loving me.
No one else right now.
But me,
the little girl who had to put everyone else's needs first.
I can finally put myself first.
#happiness
#strength
55 reads
3 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
19th Sep 2024 4:53pm
19th Sep 2024 4:53pm
You're Not Cheating on Me, Are You? Your Dad is Abusing You.
I sat there in the school cafeteria all alone. Completely alone like I deserved until a voice led me out of the darkness for a bit. I didn’t understand who it was until I glanced up and saw Darryl sitting across from me. I couldn’t bear seeing his pain-filled face.
He asked me, “Diana, your dad told me that you’re now with a boy here at school. But I don’t see you with anyone.”
I looked up at him finally, seeking some hope that was never to be found again. I looked into his eyes in fear.
“What’s really going on?”
I was desperately looking into his...
He asked me, “Diana, your dad told me that you’re now with a boy here at school. But I don’t see you with anyone.”
I looked up at him finally, seeking some hope that was never to be found again. I looked into his eyes in fear.
“What’s really going on?”
I was desperately looking into his...
#dark
86 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
18th Sep 2024 10:10pm
18th Sep 2024 10:10pm
I Love You, Darryl
I’m cheating on you, Darryl,” I spat. The tears fell, and I wished they hadn’t. I wished I could just fold away and disappear like I did when I was 7 years old. Except I wouldn’t go to Heaven like I wished. I would be in Hell...forever.
“How…? W-why?” he asked. It was all he could say. Tears flowed down his cheeks as well. He was clearly upset, and there was nothing I could do. I was nothing. Just the pretty girl in the catalog they forgot about.
“Diana, you didn’t-”
“Look, Darryl, stop, please stop…it’s over… I can’t… I can’t…” I walk away and fall to the...
“How…? W-why?” he asked. It was all he could say. Tears flowed down his cheeks as well. He was clearly upset, and there was nothing I could do. I was nothing. Just the pretty girl in the catalog they forgot about.
“Diana, you didn’t-”
“Look, Darryl, stop, please stop…it’s over… I can’t… I can’t…” I walk away and fall to the...
#forgiveness
#gratitude
#love
87 reads
1 Comment
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
18th Sep 2024 9:23pm
18th Sep 2024 9:23pm
Sitting With The Shame
I've ignored you for a long time,
thinking I needed to fix you.
But that's what feeds the self hate cycle.
I'm getting off the train that leads back to home,
the place where it all began.
thinking I needed to fix you.
But that's what feeds the self hate cycle.
I'm getting off the train that leads back to home,
the place where it all began.
#apathy
#heartbroken
#loneliness #shame
#loneliness #shame
83 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
18th Sep 2024 9:30am
18th Sep 2024 9:30am
Darryl Proposes
"Diana," he says, getting down on one knee, "Will you marry me?"
"Darryl." I keep shaking my head. "I-I mean, I can't... I'm not sure what this is about."
"Diana, I know we've messed up in the past, and I want to make it up to you. And I think that we should now wait to have sex until marriage. I love you, and-"
I sit down on his bed slowly, not understanding. "Are you saying...you're not in love with me? Are you saying you don't...find me attractive...?"
"I-I" He starts....
"Darryl." I keep shaking my head. "I-I mean, I can't... I'm not sure what this is about."
"Diana, I know we've messed up in the past, and I want to make it up to you. And I think that we should now wait to have sex until marriage. I love you, and-"
I sit down on his bed slowly, not understanding. "Are you saying...you're not in love with me? Are you saying you don't...find me attractive...?"
"I-I" He starts....
#heartbroken
71 reads
2 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
18th Sep 2024 9:06am
18th Sep 2024 9:06am
No Right to be Angry
I sit here, empty, blank.
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
your words are empty,
and so are you.
so are you
so are you
so are you...
They say I have no right to be angry.
In that case, I resign.
questions about what I'm doing to lose weight,
the next job I'll have,
the next boyfriend.
Just leave me alone
and shut the door please.
Roses are red,
violets are blue,
your words are empty,
and so are you.
so are you
so are you
so are you...
They say I have no right to be angry.
In that case, I resign.
questions about what I'm doing to lose weight,
the next job I'll have,
the next boyfriend.
Just leave me alone
and shut the door please.
#rejection
#shame
90 reads
4 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
17th Sep 2024 10:00pm
17th Sep 2024 10:00pm
Finding Diana's Dead Body
She lies on the ground, taking in her last breath before she collapses.
She can't take more.
The police come, but it's too late.
She's gone.
And she'll never come back.
To The Earth that felt like a simulation.
She failed the test.
"How could she kill herself?!"
"She had everything! She's just a brat."
"She should have been grateful! Fuck her!"
"She had nothing to complain about! Everyone wanted to be her. Perfect body. Perfect life. Perfect grades....
She can't take more.
The police come, but it's too late.
She's gone.
And she'll never come back.
To The Earth that felt like a simulation.
She failed the test.
"How could she kill herself?!"
"She had everything! She's just a brat."
"She should have been grateful! Fuck her!"
"She had nothing to complain about! Everyone wanted to be her. Perfect body. Perfect life. Perfect grades....
#dark
#emptiness
#heartbroken #shame
#heartbroken #shame
91 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Sep 2024 7:24pm
17th Sep 2024 7:24pm
Empty
I still remember a 20 pound weight on his floor
and smiling
and weakly saying, "Yeah, I couldn't even lift that."
I'm supposed to be impressed,
and maybe I am a little.
But nah, not really.
It's all just empty.
You have a nice car?
You have a nice house?
You have a nice body?
Hm, that's nice.
Next.
The world is swirling around,
like a merry go round,
and all I wonder is
when the happy mask will fall off
and when the happy mask salesman will go,
"You've met with a terrible fate,...
and smiling
and weakly saying, "Yeah, I couldn't even lift that."
I'm supposed to be impressed,
and maybe I am a little.
But nah, not really.
It's all just empty.
You have a nice car?
You have a nice house?
You have a nice body?
Hm, that's nice.
Next.
The world is swirling around,
like a merry go round,
and all I wonder is
when the happy mask will fall off
and when the happy mask salesman will go,
"You've met with a terrible fate,...
#boredom
#frustration
#grief
#heartbroken
#sadness
73 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
16th Sep 2024 2:36pm
16th Sep 2024 2:36pm
Death Penalty Last Statement
This was my last statement to ever redeem myself...
And finally I just spoke. And I was not afraid.
Death was at my door, and here it was.
"I know people will look at me and assume I was just that monster. That monster who killed and took away lives. But please, if there's anything that you can learn from this, I want everytime that you remember my face, you'll see a kid who just wanted to be loved. It's not for sympathy. But please...understand that abused kids like me are suffering, and I want you to see the signs before it's too late... I'm so...
And finally I just spoke. And I was not afraid.
Death was at my door, and here it was.
"I know people will look at me and assume I was just that monster. That monster who killed and took away lives. But please, if there's anything that you can learn from this, I want everytime that you remember my face, you'll see a kid who just wanted to be loved. It's not for sympathy. But please...understand that abused kids like me are suffering, and I want you to see the signs before it's too late... I'm so...
#bittersweet
#dark
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2024 2:10pm
16th Sep 2024 2:10pm
The Monster Who Never Was
Love,
empty words.
I'm the monster.
That child of rage.
Who thought it was easier to be
thrown away.
Than to be treated with kindness.
She was the devil.
The girl beyond redemption.
But there's that light at the top of the well.
And she's afraid,
She's afraid to let it in.
Because if she does,
She won't know what to do...
She won't know,
And she'll weep.
Dare she should show emotion,
That this time she won't be beat.
She won't be shown the fake mask.
But the real face.
The face
Buried...
empty words.
I'm the monster.
That child of rage.
Who thought it was easier to be
thrown away.
Than to be treated with kindness.
She was the devil.
The girl beyond redemption.
But there's that light at the top of the well.
And she's afraid,
She's afraid to let it in.
Because if she does,
She won't know what to do...
She won't know,
And she'll weep.
Dare she should show emotion,
That this time she won't be beat.
She won't be shown the fake mask.
But the real face.
The face
Buried...
#denial
#despair
#grief #shame
#grief #shame
99 reads
5 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
7th Sep 2024 8:41pm
7th Sep 2024 8:41pm
Princess of the Earth and of Hell: Alia
The princess has set forth, barely walking, barely making her entrance.
She can barely talk.
She can barely move.
She can barely function.
Princess Alia.
She's beautiful, a pretty girl who's silent. Who doesn't make a sound. The pipe dream.
But when she does, the monster chained to her roars and attacks. And she is to blame, she's always to blame...
Mother nature becomes a bloodbath as her voice gets louder, as her long hair grows, and as her nails become pointy and deadly. Seas are filled with her period blood. Her...
She can barely talk.
She can barely move.
She can barely function.
Princess Alia.
She's beautiful, a pretty girl who's silent. Who doesn't make a sound. The pipe dream.
But when she does, the monster chained to her roars and attacks. And she is to blame, she's always to blame...
Mother nature becomes a bloodbath as her voice gets louder, as her long hair grows, and as her nails become pointy and deadly. Seas are filled with her period blood. Her...
#courage
#strength
#TimeHeals
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