Submissions by Denythelove
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write about love, heartache, and loss.
DARK POEM
Published
30th Jun 2016 2:42am
30th Jun 2016 2:42am
Do you remember me?
I wonder if you remember me.
I'm the girl who cried all the sand
From her eyes and drank herself
Close to death and fucked
People who could never love me.
I'm always tired.
I'm the girl with scars and
Trouble and secrets and ugly bruises
On my heart from all sorts of
Ugly. A past as black as my blood.
A heart that's not nothing except a
Black fucking hole.
Do you remember me?
I am not sure how much of my
Memory is dreams and how much
Is nightmares and how much is just
Empty promises. Or drugs.
I don't...
I'm the girl who cried all the sand
From her eyes and drank herself
Close to death and fucked
People who could never love me.
I'm always tired.
I'm the girl with scars and
Trouble and secrets and ugly bruises
On my heart from all sorts of
Ugly. A past as black as my blood.
A heart that's not nothing except a
Black fucking hole.
Do you remember me?
I am not sure how much of my
Memory is dreams and how much
Is nightmares and how much is just
Empty promises. Or drugs.
I don't...
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Jun 2016 5:54am
13th Jun 2016 5:54am
Don't lie to me and tell me I'm good enough
I will never be fucking
Good enough.
Not I'm the back of a worn out
Car with a horny boy who pretends
I have any chance of getting back
Together with him if I maybe let him
Fuck me for a minute.
I'm not good enough in the back of the courtoom,
Tears in my eyes, wishing it wasn't true.
Wishing so fucking hard it wasn't true
That my dad wasn't going to fucking
Jail for 2 years. That maybe if I had
Been a better daughter he would have stayed.
Maybe if I had been a better girlfriend then
He would have stayed. Instead he...
Good enough.
Not I'm the back of a worn out
Car with a horny boy who pretends
I have any chance of getting back
Together with him if I maybe let him
Fuck me for a minute.
I'm not good enough in the back of the courtoom,
Tears in my eyes, wishing it wasn't true.
Wishing so fucking hard it wasn't true
That my dad wasn't going to fucking
Jail for 2 years. That maybe if I had
Been a better daughter he would have stayed.
Maybe if I had been a better girlfriend then
He would have stayed. Instead he...
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ANGER POEM
Published
6th Jun 2016 6:38am
6th Jun 2016 6:38am
You Deserve to Burn
I don't love you anymore.
I never should have wanted you and
I never should have trusted you and
I hope you burn.
You took so much from me. I gave
You everything I had and
You told me it was never enough.
You made me believe I was never enough.
You deserve everything coming to you.
I'm happy now.
Finally I healed and I found someone
Who makes me happy and now I know
How to cope with hardships.
I know how to be okay, and it's only
Because I found the way to get away
From you.
You made me feel like dirt. Fucking...
I never should have wanted you and
I never should have trusted you and
I hope you burn.
You took so much from me. I gave
You everything I had and
You told me it was never enough.
You made me believe I was never enough.
You deserve everything coming to you.
I'm happy now.
Finally I healed and I found someone
Who makes me happy and now I know
How to cope with hardships.
I know how to be okay, and it's only
Because I found the way to get away
From you.
You made me feel like dirt. Fucking...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd May 2016 7:00am
2nd May 2016 7:00am
About ready to give up
I've been drunk for
Just about 3 months now.
I've clawed all the skin from my
Arms and hidden myself from
The sun.
I'm sure you know I miss you but
I'll never be certain you were real
In the first place.
So much vodka. So much whiskey.
It's all I ever fucking taste.
I haven't slept. I hardly sleep anymore
Unless I'm passed out
Wasted
Useless
Fucked up
Still bleeding everyday
I barely finished school. I haven't gotten
Out of bed for a week. Don't eat.
I thought I'd be better but all I am
Anymore...
Just about 3 months now.
I've clawed all the skin from my
Arms and hidden myself from
The sun.
I'm sure you know I miss you but
I'll never be certain you were real
In the first place.
So much vodka. So much whiskey.
It's all I ever fucking taste.
I haven't slept. I hardly sleep anymore
Unless I'm passed out
Wasted
Useless
Fucked up
Still bleeding everyday
I barely finished school. I haven't gotten
Out of bed for a week. Don't eat.
I thought I'd be better but all I am
Anymore...
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ANGER POEM
Published
3rd Dec 2014 6:41pm
3rd Dec 2014 6:41pm
What I Could Do (What You Should f**king Do)
I could be a slut
I could fuck shit up
I could drink 'till I'm drunk
and silence all the screaming voices
that bounce about in my sick head but I
won't.
I could hit rock fucking bottom
I could get worse if I wanted
I could die but I'm already so haunted
and these voices echoing my past are stronger
than ever and I could die; my sick head I could
just fucking sever...
but I won't (maybe I should).
Now all I think about is getting worse,
is becoming less like the girl
I used to be.
I wanna die.
I wanna fucking SCREAM....
I could fuck shit up
I could drink 'till I'm drunk
and silence all the screaming voices
that bounce about in my sick head but I
won't.
I could hit rock fucking bottom
I could get worse if I wanted
I could die but I'm already so haunted
and these voices echoing my past are stronger
than ever and I could die; my sick head I could
just fucking sever...
but I won't (maybe I should).
Now all I think about is getting worse,
is becoming less like the girl
I used to be.
I wanna die.
I wanna fucking SCREAM....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Nov 2014 5:01pm
6th Nov 2014 5:01pm
Waiting (Terrified of the Dark)
I always search for your
silhouette. In the darkness,
sitting in my truck and I'm
waiting and I see a shadow
move (another one) and I hope
it's you. Please be you.
When it's so dark out it's hard
to tell what's a tree, what's you,
and what's my imagination of the
evil in the shadows.
Because when I see something move,
my heart pounds. It could be you.
It could be a serial killer or the
boogeyman or the devil himself but
so far it's only been the love of my
life, approaching my car. Still my
damn imagination gets the...
silhouette. In the darkness,
sitting in my truck and I'm
waiting and I see a shadow
move (another one) and I hope
it's you. Please be you.
When it's so dark out it's hard
to tell what's a tree, what's you,
and what's my imagination of the
evil in the shadows.
Because when I see something move,
my heart pounds. It could be you.
It could be a serial killer or the
boogeyman or the devil himself but
so far it's only been the love of my
life, approaching my car. Still my
damn imagination gets the...
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2014 5:34pm
23rd Oct 2014 5:34pm
To the Women who Raised Me (Who Doesn't Deserve to be Called Mother)
There's nothing I like more
than being mistreated.
I love my face being kicked to the Earth,
getting treated like fucking dirt,
just to show me how much I'm worth.
You're fucking crazy and not even the
pills will save you.
Go fucking die, bitch.
I wanna see you cry, bitch.
Stick a needle into your fucking eye, bitch,
and promise me that once you die, you'll stay
dead. Because your memory won't haunt me.
You were supposed to raise me.
To support me.
To be there for me.
All you did was feed me and as long as...
than being mistreated.
I love my face being kicked to the Earth,
getting treated like fucking dirt,
just to show me how much I'm worth.
You're fucking crazy and not even the
pills will save you.
Go fucking die, bitch.
I wanna see you cry, bitch.
Stick a needle into your fucking eye, bitch,
and promise me that once you die, you'll stay
dead. Because your memory won't haunt me.
You were supposed to raise me.
To support me.
To be there for me.
All you did was feed me and as long as...
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DARK POEM
Published
16th Oct 2014 5:03pm
16th Oct 2014 5:03pm
Grow up and Give Up (as Long as you Pay your Taxes)
I feel stares in long, dark
hallways of empty people with emptier
eyes.
I turn and there's no one there.
I'm alone.
I turn back and the emptiness is in
front of me. Surrounding me. People become so lonely
they aren't people any more but shells.
Ghosts. What happened to them?
I grew up with these kids. I remember,
second grade, laughing and playing with
these same people. They have the same
heart in their chest and brain in their
head except yet
they are gone.
Lost.
High school sucks out any hope left from...
hallways of empty people with emptier
eyes.
I turn and there's no one there.
I'm alone.
I turn back and the emptiness is in
front of me. Surrounding me. People become so lonely
they aren't people any more but shells.
Ghosts. What happened to them?
I grew up with these kids. I remember,
second grade, laughing and playing with
these same people. They have the same
heart in their chest and brain in their
head except yet
they are gone.
Lost.
High school sucks out any hope left from...
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DARK POEM
Published
8th Oct 2014 6:02pm
8th Oct 2014 6:02pm
I Don't Know What Else to Do
I know for a fact that there is nothing
worse than seeing you hurt.
And I see it.
I know you want everyone to think you're
tough and you're a damn good
liar, but I know.
I'm sorry life is hell for you right now
but I'm here for you. I love
you. It'll be okay.
The thing is, in your words I can hear
the ache. Your smile isn't the same. It's
frail and weak and makes me want to cry
but there's no way I'd ever really ask you
if you were alright. You look just fine
to anyone who doesn't actually care about
you. Right now...
worse than seeing you hurt.
And I see it.
I know you want everyone to think you're
tough and you're a damn good
liar, but I know.
I'm sorry life is hell for you right now
but I'm here for you. I love
you. It'll be okay.
The thing is, in your words I can hear
the ache. Your smile isn't the same. It's
frail and weak and makes me want to cry
but there's no way I'd ever really ask you
if you were alright. You look just fine
to anyone who doesn't actually care about
you. Right now...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Sep 2014 5:20pm
30th Sep 2014 5:20pm
Untitled
He's not responding
and I can feel my heart
stuck in my throat making
it so hard to breath or think
or do anything beside try not to
cry and I have so much homework to
do but I miss you and I love you and
I'm so sorry I couldn't see you earlier
please just text back
I can feel
myself crumbling and
falling apart and I
have so much to do
but I can't do fucking
anything I can't focus I can't
fucking breath
please
please
just text me back
i'm sorry i'm sorry
im so sorry
'please i cant thinkj or...
and I can feel my heart
stuck in my throat making
it so hard to breath or think
or do anything beside try not to
cry and I have so much homework to
do but I miss you and I love you and
I'm so sorry I couldn't see you earlier
please just text back
I can feel
myself crumbling and
falling apart and I
have so much to do
but I can't do fucking
anything I can't focus I can't
fucking breath
please
please
just text me back
i'm sorry i'm sorry
im so sorry
'please i cant thinkj or...
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EROTIC POEM
Published
25th Sep 2014 5:47pm
25th Sep 2014 5:47pm
Twenty (21 Later Tonight)
There is nothing better in
this world than when I can feel
you
in me,
above me,
your arms around me,
breathing heavily,
moaning softly,
fucking me.
My heart can hardly
take it but my pussy sure
can.
It feels like heaven,
but it's hot as hell.
Everything tingles and
burns and I can hardly
think or feel anything beside
the fact you're here with me.
And when you finish inside me...
I have never once had to
tell you faster or harder
for a reason. With every
motion,...
this world than when I can feel
you
in me,
above me,
your arms around me,
breathing heavily,
moaning softly,
fucking me.
My heart can hardly
take it but my pussy sure
can.
It feels like heaven,
but it's hot as hell.
Everything tingles and
burns and I can hardly
think or feel anything beside
the fact you're here with me.
And when you finish inside me...
I have never once had to
tell you faster or harder
for a reason. With every
motion,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Sep 2014 5:35pm
18th Sep 2014 5:35pm
I was so Depressed but I'm Better Now
Yet another poem to write.
Another day to get through.
Another breath to breathe.
Just some more blood to bleed.
Time moves on but I don't
and I never will.
When I sleep, my heart still
beets and my lungs still subconsciously
force air in and out of my
tired lungs. During the
deepest state of sleep, my
eyes dart back and forth in
my skull. My intestines and
stomach digest and yet it
feels like I've stopped.
I'm getting motion sickness
from life. I'm dizzy and confused
and I miss you and that's all I
really...
Another day to get through.
Another breath to breathe.
Just some more blood to bleed.
Time moves on but I don't
and I never will.
When I sleep, my heart still
beets and my lungs still subconsciously
force air in and out of my
tired lungs. During the
deepest state of sleep, my
eyes dart back and forth in
my skull. My intestines and
stomach digest and yet it
feels like I've stopped.
I'm getting motion sickness
from life. I'm dizzy and confused
and I miss you and that's all I
really...
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