Submissions by DeeperThanDark (Nicky)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been writing poetry for about 2 years, and I hope on here I might get a little bit of feedback on what everyone thinks of my poetry. Thankyou, -Nicole
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th May 2012 7:50pm
17th May 2012 7:50pm
~Take a look, Why Not? What happened to me...~
I don't know when this all started. I wish I did. It's just like an empty void. I'll be the first to say, I know not many people will care enough to read this, but I'm writing it anyways.
My life isn't that bad. I mean sometimes I think it is. But, compared to other people, theres nearly nothing wrong with me.
I guess my first downfall was when my older brother, _______ sexually abused me. I wasn't raped, no. That's why it's not that big of a deal. I think sexually abused is a strong term for what happened. i don't really remember it that well, but I remember one night we had been...
My life isn't that bad. I mean sometimes I think it is. But, compared to other people, theres nearly nothing wrong with me.
I guess my first downfall was when my older brother, _______ sexually abused me. I wasn't raped, no. That's why it's not that big of a deal. I think sexually abused is a strong term for what happened. i don't really remember it that well, but I remember one night we had been...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
16th May 2012 8:33pm
16th May 2012 8:33pm
X': Words Left Unsaid :'X
Thankyou to the friend who would reassure
Thankyou to the friend that complimented me when I was feeling insecure
Thankyou to friend that defended me
Thankyou to the friend that helped me to see
Thankyou to the friend that loved me so well
Thankyou to the friend who held me when I fell
Thankyou to the friend that held my hand when I cried
Thankyou to the friend that beat the guy that made my cry
Thankyou to the friend that seemed so strong
Even when she was treated wrong
I'm sorry my friend, because i didn't see
I'm...
Thankyou to the friend that complimented me when I was feeling insecure
Thankyou to friend that defended me
Thankyou to the friend that helped me to see
Thankyou to the friend that loved me so well
Thankyou to the friend who held me when I fell
Thankyou to the friend that held my hand when I cried
Thankyou to the friend that beat the guy that made my cry
Thankyou to the friend that seemed so strong
Even when she was treated wrong
I'm sorry my friend, because i didn't see
I'm...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
16th May 2012 1:45am
16th May 2012 1:45am
x*Passion*x
She was barely conscious, and naked
as he hung her wrists from the ceiling
Her feet just barely reached the floor
He smiled as he strapped her feet to the cement
and then she realized what was happening and she began to scream
She watched him terrified as he undid his belt
and brought it down on her naked body
WHACK
for the next 5 minutes the belt came down
She screamed and yelled for help, but none came
She struggled as he thrust himself into her
over and over again
He bit her all over
Violated her in all the ways poosible ...
as he hung her wrists from the ceiling
Her feet just barely reached the floor
He smiled as he strapped her feet to the cement
and then she realized what was happening and she began to scream
She watched him terrified as he undid his belt
and brought it down on her naked body
WHACK
for the next 5 minutes the belt came down
She screamed and yelled for help, but none came
She struggled as he thrust himself into her
over and over again
He bit her all over
Violated her in all the ways poosible ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
14th May 2012 3:25am
14th May 2012 3:25am
...Fake...wth?!
Acting.
I hate it.
I hate the girls in my school
that pretend, to get attention.
They whine and cry because they 'cut' themselves
because their lives are so miserable!!
When, they really aren't.
They don't need the help they steal from people
they really need it.
I have one girl over the others in my mind as I write this
althought there are many in my school
Its sad.
It really is.
That someone would wish someof the worst pain
on themselves that other people wish they could just escape, I hope they know one day, them...
I hate it.
I hate the girls in my school
that pretend, to get attention.
They whine and cry because they 'cut' themselves
because their lives are so miserable!!
When, they really aren't.
They don't need the help they steal from people
they really need it.
I have one girl over the others in my mind as I write this
althought there are many in my school
Its sad.
It really is.
That someone would wish someof the worst pain
on themselves that other people wish they could just escape, I hope they know one day, them...
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DARK POEM
Published
14th May 2012 2:35am
14th May 2012 2:35am
...
My mouth is closed against my will
My life taken over by an eternal chill
My life taken over by an eternal chill
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SELF POEM
Published
9th May 2012 10:20pm
9th May 2012 10:20pm
I. Don't. Know.
So, I am getting sent to Utah
For Year long treatment
But, I don't know if I should go
I hold the reins in this decision
And I know that this decision costs A-L-O-T of money
I know that my parents will feel they've done all they can
I know that people will figure it out, because I'll be missing my sophmore year.
I know that I won't be going to full year because of how expensive it is.
I know that it could help
but then again it could not
I don't know if I need it.
I know that insurance will only cover ten days
I know I will miss my...
For Year long treatment
But, I don't know if I should go
I hold the reins in this decision
And I know that this decision costs A-L-O-T of money
I know that my parents will feel they've done all they can
I know that people will figure it out, because I'll be missing my sophmore year.
I know that I won't be going to full year because of how expensive it is.
I know that it could help
but then again it could not
I don't know if I need it.
I know that insurance will only cover ten days
I know I will miss my...
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SELF POEM
Published
9th May 2012 8:00pm
9th May 2012 8:00pm
?Poetry?
Poetry used to mean so much more to me
than it does now
i wonder if i should take down my account
But, at the same time, I think it may help me
I am constantly confused
I fucking hate it.
But the truth is, the people on here
aren't really interested in my problems,
they're looking for someone to relate to
or some poems that describe them
It's almost like i'm not sure about sharing my poetry....
But I feel its safer on here rather than in a
journal of some sort
.......
Confusion really sucks.
than it does now
i wonder if i should take down my account
But, at the same time, I think it may help me
I am constantly confused
I fucking hate it.
But the truth is, the people on here
aren't really interested in my problems,
they're looking for someone to relate to
or some poems that describe them
It's almost like i'm not sure about sharing my poetry....
But I feel its safer on here rather than in a
journal of some sort
.......
Confusion really sucks.
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DARK POEM
Published
8th May 2012 5:58am
8th May 2012 5:58am
--Never did I know--
Never did I know
that day would be my last day
Never did I know
that truck would run that red light
Never did I know
then entire left side of my body
would be obliterated
Never did I know
I would feel every bone crunch
and every vein snap
Never did I know
that I would be there watching my mother cry
at my funeral
Never did I know
that afterwards, my father would kill himself
Never did I know
that my mother would descend into drugs
Never did I know
that my little sister Sierra would ...
that day would be my last day
Never did I know
that truck would run that red light
Never did I know
then entire left side of my body
would be obliterated
Never did I know
I would feel every bone crunch
and every vein snap
Never did I know
that I would be there watching my mother cry
at my funeral
Never did I know
that afterwards, my father would kill himself
Never did I know
that my mother would descend into drugs
Never did I know
that my little sister Sierra would ...
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ANGER POEM
Published
7th May 2012 4:58pm
7th May 2012 4:58pm
~...Betrayed...~
I feel bad now
I have blocked him
I feel horrible
I lead him on
His stories to me were delicious
but they were...dangerous
and....not good.
He was writing me
beautiful poems
of love and lust
but, he went to far
and delievered one to the world
they were private,
were not supposed to be
for everyone to see......
I have blocked him
I feel horrible
I lead him on
His stories to me were delicious
but they were...dangerous
and....not good.
He was writing me
beautiful poems
of love and lust
but, he went to far
and delievered one to the world
they were private,
were not supposed to be
for everyone to see......
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DARK POEM
Published
7th May 2012 4:25pm
7th May 2012 4:25pm
(:<Replacement>:)
I don't need the razors anymore.
They don't need to know.
I have something different.
I AM ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD.
Of course, the guilt is there.
But, hey it's an addiction
and I'll be able to stop when I want.
I am in control.
They say it has taken control of me,
but I don't believe them,
I am stronger, then they believe
And I am believed to be weak.
But, No.
I'm scared,
why can't I just take care of things the way I do?
I'm so confused
Tears are running down my cheeks
This confusion actually hurts. ...
They don't need to know.
I have something different.
I AM ALWAYS ONE STEP AHEAD.
Of course, the guilt is there.
But, hey it's an addiction
and I'll be able to stop when I want.
I am in control.
They say it has taken control of me,
but I don't believe them,
I am stronger, then they believe
And I am believed to be weak.
But, No.
I'm scared,
why can't I just take care of things the way I do?
I'm so confused
Tears are running down my cheeks
This confusion actually hurts. ...
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DARK POEM
Published
7th May 2012 4:54am
7th May 2012 4:54am
Rape.
He's standing above your face
Holding the ripped lace
You shouldn't have worn that outfit
But you can't be blamed for it
Rape.
The police won't do anything
No evidence could you bring
He used a condomn
His seed was gone
You waited to long
Rape.
You're gaining weight
You can no longer stay up late
Your pants are beginning not to fit
It's time, but you've been dreading it
Here comes the pregnancy kit
+
Rape.
Dirty.
Worthless.
Used. ...
Holding the ripped lace
You shouldn't have worn that outfit
But you can't be blamed for it
Rape.
The police won't do anything
No evidence could you bring
He used a condomn
His seed was gone
You waited to long
Rape.
You're gaining weight
You can no longer stay up late
Your pants are beginning not to fit
It's time, but you've been dreading it
Here comes the pregnancy kit
+
Rape.
Dirty.
Worthless.
Used. ...
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