Submissions by Dark_Princess
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Game
It's started out the same.
A boy, a girl, and a game.
It's name we'll never know.
This was a game that's all for show.
She said some things and he followed.
All that mattered was their soul was hollowed.
They disappeared one at a time.
Slowly now the churchbells chime.
No one knew who to blame.
No one else knew about the game.
A couple more here and there.
They all just stop and stare.
It could'be been anyone.
It's not the end it can't be done.
That's where they're right.
Through all the spite,
The game never...
A boy, a girl, and a game.
It's name we'll never know.
This was a game that's all for show.
She said some things and he followed.
All that mattered was their soul was hollowed.
They disappeared one at a time.
Slowly now the churchbells chime.
No one knew who to blame.
No one else knew about the game.
A couple more here and there.
They all just stop and stare.
It could'be been anyone.
It's not the end it can't be done.
That's where they're right.
Through all the spite,
The game never...
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The Story
I was addicted to the pain.
Though there wasn't a thing to gain.
She had me wrapped around her finger.
Waiting for me to linger
A little longer, she said.
Soon I will be your only friend.
The sad truth, it happened.
And soon I no longer cared.
I didn't seek for the other opinion.
Hers was the only one that mattered.
Along the way, I fell and shattered.
I was torn and frail as a flower.
Without any April showers.
May never came for me.
Once I realized I never needed her.
It was too late for for a rescuer.
I was too...
Though there wasn't a thing to gain.
She had me wrapped around her finger.
Waiting for me to linger
A little longer, she said.
Soon I will be your only friend.
The sad truth, it happened.
And soon I no longer cared.
I didn't seek for the other opinion.
Hers was the only one that mattered.
Along the way, I fell and shattered.
I was torn and frail as a flower.
Without any April showers.
May never came for me.
Once I realized I never needed her.
It was too late for for a rescuer.
I was too...
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Death Line
It's a long line to get to death.
There are so many people in the way.
Death waits patiently for each and every one.
Slowly he takes them to his home.
Silently I wait in my place.
But death shall no longer wait for me.
For I am here to greet him with open arms.
Sorry to disappoint those ahead of me in line.
I'm very impatient.
There are so many people in the way.
Death waits patiently for each and every one.
Slowly he takes them to his home.
Silently I wait in my place.
But death shall no longer wait for me.
For I am here to greet him with open arms.
Sorry to disappoint those ahead of me in line.
I'm very impatient.
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I'm sorry mom.
I'm sorry mom.
For that that thing in the mirror.
I'm sorry mom.
That I couldn't see clearer.
I'm sorry mom.
Just take me away.
I'm sorry mom.
I can no longer play.
I'm sorry mom.
I can't see what's real.
I'm sorry mom.
You don't know how I feel.
I'm sorry mom.
It's taking me in.
I'm sorry mom.
I let them win.
For that that thing in the mirror.
I'm sorry mom.
That I couldn't see clearer.
I'm sorry mom.
Just take me away.
I'm sorry mom.
I can no longer play.
I'm sorry mom.
I can't see what's real.
I'm sorry mom.
You don't know how I feel.
I'm sorry mom.
It's taking me in.
I'm sorry mom.
I let them win.
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Leave forever
In the end.
It's all pretend.
No one really cares.
It's all about the fame.
It's all just a game.
No one seems to know.
It doesn't matter.
They'll only shatter.
Your hearts in a million pieces.
They don't see.
I'm only me.
Why would they bother?
It's not a show.
They just keep low.
The highs too much for them.
But you know better.
Just send them a letter.
They'll understand someday when you're gone.
It's all pretend.
No one really cares.
It's all about the fame.
It's all just a game.
No one seems to know.
It doesn't matter.
They'll only shatter.
Your hearts in a million pieces.
They don't see.
I'm only me.
Why would they bother?
It's not a show.
They just keep low.
The highs too much for them.
But you know better.
Just send them a letter.
They'll understand someday when you're gone.
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Ana [repost]
I have this friend.
She has a name.
Every one knows her.
She's got the fame.
She like to play.
A messed up game.
She calls it fun.
I call it shame.
Though she's well known.
I doubt you've heard.
All the people.
That she's lured.
Into her hands.
The people run.
All to play.
And have her fun.
She slowly takes them.
One by one.
Soon her game.
Is painfully done.
She has a name.
Every one knows her.
She's got the fame.
She like to play.
A messed up game.
She calls it fun.
I call it shame.
Though she's well known.
I doubt you've heard.
All the people.
That she's lured.
Into her hands.
The people run.
All to play.
And have her fun.
She slowly takes them.
One by one.
Soon her game.
Is painfully done.
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Ana
I have this friend.
She has a name.
Every one knows her.
She's got the fame.
She like to play.
A messed up game.
She calls it fun.
I call it shame.
Though she's well known.
I doubt you've heard.
All the people.
That she's lured.
Into her hands.
The people run.
All to play.
And have her fun.
She slowly takes them.
One by one.
Soon her game.
Is painfully done.
She has a name.
Every one knows her.
She's got the fame.
She like to play.
A messed up game.
She calls it fun.
I call it shame.
Though she's well known.
I doubt you've heard.
All the people.
That she's lured.
Into her hands.
The people run.
All to play.
And have her fun.
She slowly takes them.
One by one.
Soon her game.
Is painfully done.
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Be You
Life sucks.
People deal.
But no one really knows how you feel.
People come and go.
But someone soon will stay.
You'll have someone some day.
How perfect they'll be.
They'll be all you ask for and more.
Just don't let them walk out the door.
Be careful who you love.
Someone will break your heart.
All they'll do is rip it apart.
Someone else will heal it too.
Maybe they'll stay.
Maybe they'll stray.
But one day you'll find the one.
Don't give up hope.
Don't be a mope.
Just live.
Don't worry about what they think....
People deal.
But no one really knows how you feel.
People come and go.
But someone soon will stay.
You'll have someone some day.
How perfect they'll be.
They'll be all you ask for and more.
Just don't let them walk out the door.
Be careful who you love.
Someone will break your heart.
All they'll do is rip it apart.
Someone else will heal it too.
Maybe they'll stay.
Maybe they'll stray.
But one day you'll find the one.
Don't give up hope.
Don't be a mope.
Just live.
Don't worry about what they think....
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It's all a Game
Relapse slowly calls my name.
Do I give into this pitiful game?
Should I live my life in shame?
I can't continue in this rain.
Maybe one day I'll have my fame.
Endless days living with this pain.
Days go by, they're all the same.
Will I continue this malificent reign?
They'll carry me away in a wain.
For it is me who is no longer sane.
What could you possibly gain,
For this beast has finally been slain.
Do I give into this pitiful game?
Should I live my life in shame?
I can't continue in this rain.
Maybe one day I'll have my fame.
Endless days living with this pain.
Days go by, they're all the same.
Will I continue this malificent reign?
They'll carry me away in a wain.
For it is me who is no longer sane.
What could you possibly gain,
For this beast has finally been slain.
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Alone
At night she sits alone.
She longs for something to call her own.
Is there such a thing as home?
That is something she'll never know.
People all around her now.
But she will never hear the sound.
Of flowers pushing through the ground.
Because she'll already be down.
She's pushed her way out of the crowd.
No one will ever know how.
They've lost sight of how she's clever.
How did she ever endeavor?
The pain that no one will ever.
Understand she's gone forever.
The pain she will allow.
The cold horror filled glares.
Under the mask...
She longs for something to call her own.
Is there such a thing as home?
That is something she'll never know.
People all around her now.
But she will never hear the sound.
Of flowers pushing through the ground.
Because she'll already be down.
She's pushed her way out of the crowd.
No one will ever know how.
They've lost sight of how she's clever.
How did she ever endeavor?
The pain that no one will ever.
Understand she's gone forever.
The pain she will allow.
The cold horror filled glares.
Under the mask...
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