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POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2017 9:39pm
23rd Oct 2017 9:39pm
Untitled (IV)
Retire to your room
Quiet, quiet
For your day is finished and night creeps in
Tragedy fills every crack in your aching skin
Memories of sweet lullabies
Soft brushes of lips and whispered words
Haunt you as you pull back the sheets
A warm embrace or gentle smile
Giving way to comforting words
Of dreams and tomorrows
They tug at your mind
Making you wish you weren't so old
And there was still someone to wash away the aches and hurt
Wishing someone's voice would reach your ears
Bringing a simple melody to lull you to sleep ...
Quiet, quiet
For your day is finished and night creeps in
Tragedy fills every crack in your aching skin
Memories of sweet lullabies
Soft brushes of lips and whispered words
Haunt you as you pull back the sheets
A warm embrace or gentle smile
Giving way to comforting words
Of dreams and tomorrows
They tug at your mind
Making you wish you weren't so old
And there was still someone to wash away the aches and hurt
Wishing someone's voice would reach your ears
Bringing a simple melody to lull you to sleep ...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Oct 2017 10:29pm
21st Oct 2017 10:29pm
Bravery
Bravery tastes bitter
Bravery is acid
Burning your throat, your lungs
Bravery is reckless
Bravery is fighting beyond what is reasonable
Bravery is fear twisted into something meaningful
Bravery idoes not make heroes
Bravery creates martyrs
Courage
Courage is good
Courage is strong
But bravery
Bravery is stupid
And blind and hungry
Bravery will get you killed
Bravery is acid
Burning your throat, your lungs
Bravery is reckless
Bravery is fighting beyond what is reasonable
Bravery is fear twisted into something meaningful
Bravery idoes not make heroes
Bravery creates martyrs
Courage
Courage is good
Courage is strong
But bravery
Bravery is stupid
And blind and hungry
Bravery will get you killed
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Oct 2017 10:29pm
21st Oct 2017 10:29pm
Untitled (III)
I am a fish afraid of drowning
it's not possible
unless I purposely stop breathing
it's not possible
unless I do it to myself
but that is all too easy
to just stop trying
stop moving
let go
my lungs ache when I breathe
I am a bird afraid of heights
because I can't help but to think
what a pretty picture I'd make
if I were to fall
it's not possible
unless I purposely stop breathing
it's not possible
unless I do it to myself
but that is all too easy
to just stop trying
stop moving
let go
my lungs ache when I breathe
I am a bird afraid of heights
because I can't help but to think
what a pretty picture I'd make
if I were to fall
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STORY POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 11:56pm
9th Oct 2017 11:56pm
Gargoyle
You live in castles high above
An overlooked guardian you watch
As passersby twirl graceful circles around each other
And lights flare up in the distance
Kind enough to lend light to a tired sky
The sun is fading tucked in by the moon
For it is much wiser than you
Higher and higher but never high enough
Through colored lense they peer
To them the world is bright
Filled with the promise of many tomorrows
Of many laughs and and many sorrows
For the people of the ground
But you remain alone
High above to watch untouched by...
An overlooked guardian you watch
As passersby twirl graceful circles around each other
And lights flare up in the distance
Kind enough to lend light to a tired sky
The sun is fading tucked in by the moon
For it is much wiser than you
Higher and higher but never high enough
Through colored lense they peer
To them the world is bright
Filled with the promise of many tomorrows
Of many laughs and and many sorrows
For the people of the ground
But you remain alone
High above to watch untouched by...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Oct 2017 11:55pm
9th Oct 2017 11:55pm
Fear Not The Darkness
Sleep softly
Tred lightly
For when morn comes it may be too late
Drift off
Sleep sound
In dreams you are safe
The monsters under your bed
Are tame compared to those born
In the light of day
Your closet where he hides is a haven now
For in the morn
The shadows are gone and can no longer be blamed
Awoken from the pleasant nightmares of childhood
Boogeymen and ghosts are fine friends
But in the morn
With the shadows gone and lights dancing across windows
The demons are born and the monsters wake
Sleep quiet ...
Tred lightly
For when morn comes it may be too late
Drift off
Sleep sound
In dreams you are safe
The monsters under your bed
Are tame compared to those born
In the light of day
Your closet where he hides is a haven now
For in the morn
The shadows are gone and can no longer be blamed
Awoken from the pleasant nightmares of childhood
Boogeymen and ghosts are fine friends
But in the morn
With the shadows gone and lights dancing across windows
The demons are born and the monsters wake
Sleep quiet ...
539 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2017 12:43pm
8th Oct 2017 12:43pm
Emotion
calm:
binders and schedules in alphabetical order
fingers through hair and light touches that demand nothing
muted pastels and gentle grey stripes
silent heartbeats felt through skin
soft music with no words
cold pillows on a cold bed and warm blankets
gentle perfumes
contentment:
fairy lights and cozy cabins
snowfall and fireplaces
bubblegum pink and shades of brilliant blue
silence you don't intend to break
the sound of knives on cutting boards
soft couches with blankets on the back
an unread bookshelf
...
binders and schedules in alphabetical order
fingers through hair and light touches that demand nothing
muted pastels and gentle grey stripes
silent heartbeats felt through skin
soft music with no words
cold pillows on a cold bed and warm blankets
gentle perfumes
contentment:
fairy lights and cozy cabins
snowfall and fireplaces
bubblegum pink and shades of brilliant blue
silence you don't intend to break
the sound of knives on cutting boards
soft couches with blankets on the back
an unread bookshelf
...
523 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Oct 2017 9:09am
8th Oct 2017 9:09am
I Will Not Apologize
I will not apologize
for being made of stone
when once I was warm flesh
and you dug your fingers in
and bared my bones
I will not apologize
for being heartless
when once I was kind
and you stole
the sun from my veins
I will not apologize
for being selfish
when once I was selfless
and you took more from me
than I had to give
I will not apologize
for growing up
when once I was young
but my innocence died in the summer
and I wished I was dead by its end
I will not apologize
for being a...
for being made of stone
when once I was warm flesh
and you dug your fingers in
and bared my bones
I will not apologize
for being heartless
when once I was kind
and you stole
the sun from my veins
I will not apologize
for being selfish
when once I was selfless
and you took more from me
than I had to give
I will not apologize
for growing up
when once I was young
but my innocence died in the summer
and I wished I was dead by its end
I will not apologize
for being a...
569 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Oct 2017 4:28am
8th Oct 2017 4:28am
Fairness
I don't think there's anything less fair
than the fact that I feel like a monster
broken and scarred and sick
all the way through
every part of me
tainted and cowardly and pathetic
unkind and cruel and selfish
I don't think there's anything less fair
than the fact that I feel like monster
because of your hands
because of what you did
because of your cruelty
I don't think there's anything less fair
than the fact that I feel like a monster
and you don't feel a thing
than the fact that I feel like a monster
broken and scarred and sick
all the way through
every part of me
tainted and cowardly and pathetic
unkind and cruel and selfish
I don't think there's anything less fair
than the fact that I feel like monster
because of your hands
because of what you did
because of your cruelty
I don't think there's anything less fair
than the fact that I feel like a monster
and you don't feel a thing
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EROTIC POEM
Published
7th Oct 2017 9:55pm
7th Oct 2017 9:55pm
Replacement Memories
you don't care
you don't have standards
it doesn't matter
whose hands they are
or what they do to you
you won't complain
you don't know how to say no
you want them to hurt you
you need them to
you're practically begging for it
and it's so pathetic
because you think
that if they hit you hard enough
if they bruise you enough
cut you up
fuck you
hurt you
then maybe their hands
will replace his
you can't forget
so you try to replace it
with something else
something harder
something...
you don't have standards
it doesn't matter
whose hands they are
or what they do to you
you won't complain
you don't know how to say no
you want them to hurt you
you need them to
you're practically begging for it
and it's so pathetic
because you think
that if they hit you hard enough
if they bruise you enough
cut you up
fuck you
hurt you
then maybe their hands
will replace his
you can't forget
so you try to replace it
with something else
something harder
something...
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STORY POEM
Published
7th Oct 2017 2:24am
7th Oct 2017 2:24am
Builder's Dreams
I want to write a poem for a princess
or perhaps for a knight
I want to build them a castle
with walls untouched by light
I want to write a song for a goddess
in palace of stone
I want to write for the stars
up high and alone
I want to sing for an angel
and whisper prayers upon skin
I want to drown in a riverbed
washed away are my sins
I want to love, love again
but then I'd have to fall
I want to die in my dreams
or just not live at all
I want to marry a painter
who would steady my hand
I want to create...
or perhaps for a knight
I want to build them a castle
with walls untouched by light
I want to write a song for a goddess
in palace of stone
I want to write for the stars
up high and alone
I want to sing for an angel
and whisper prayers upon skin
I want to drown in a riverbed
washed away are my sins
I want to love, love again
but then I'd have to fall
I want to die in my dreams
or just not live at all
I want to marry a painter
who would steady my hand
I want to create...
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2017 2:23am
7th Oct 2017 2:23am
Calm
calm
I am not calm
I have not known peace
my veins rage against me
my fingers like claws
tear at my skin until I bleed
I scream and fight and destroy
I am a disaster in human form
a storm barely contained by flesh
I am not calm
I know not what it is
to sleep content
to sit still
to listen to the silence
because I have never known it
there is no quiet
there is no calm
I am a storm
a tempest
I am the sea
my calm is false
tempting
beckoning you closer to my surface
calm and gentle...
I am not calm
I have not known peace
my veins rage against me
my fingers like claws
tear at my skin until I bleed
I scream and fight and destroy
I am a disaster in human form
a storm barely contained by flesh
I am not calm
I know not what it is
to sleep content
to sit still
to listen to the silence
because I have never known it
there is no quiet
there is no calm
I am a storm
a tempest
I am the sea
my calm is false
tempting
beckoning you closer to my surface
calm and gentle...
917 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Oct 2017 1:08am
6th Oct 2017 1:08am
Touch Starved
touch starved
your veins feel like fire whenever someone touches you
you need them to touch you but it hurts
it physically hurts
you need to be held and loved
but it feels like fire in your veins
and you want to run away
but gods, you need it
your veins feel like fire whenever someone touches you
you need them to touch you but it hurts
it physically hurts
you need to be held and loved
but it feels like fire in your veins
and you want to run away
but gods, you need it
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