Submissions by ELL30 (Brandy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
One in the same
Initially bonded by a shared affliction
a mutual understanding
of a mental condition
Each of us having fought
the same battle and
faced similar demons
There is an unparalleled
comfort to
just "knowing"
without having to explain
No fear of judgement
slightly less shame
One thing in common
led to many more
awakening intrigue
behind an unopened door
but different paths we are on
and that line we do not cross
Though it seems as of late
another bond has formed
The curse of being
a...
a mutual understanding
of a mental condition
Each of us having fought
the same battle and
faced similar demons
There is an unparalleled
comfort to
just "knowing"
without having to explain
No fear of judgement
slightly less shame
One thing in common
led to many more
awakening intrigue
behind an unopened door
but different paths we are on
and that line we do not cross
Though it seems as of late
another bond has formed
The curse of being
a...
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Stepping Stone
She doesn't fall easy
but fall hard, she does
throwing herself at the mercy
of the love gods
whilst unintentionally
pushing her lover
into another's arms
Her virtuous loyalty
curses her heart
not allowing her
to jump ship
despite its demise
Still willing to
give her last nickel
or the blouse off her back
for those who smoked her
like another rock
and drop her like
a bag of wet cement
'cause she's always been
too much to handle
yet not enough to hold
Just another stone
to step upon...
but fall hard, she does
throwing herself at the mercy
of the love gods
whilst unintentionally
pushing her lover
into another's arms
Her virtuous loyalty
curses her heart
not allowing her
to jump ship
despite its demise
Still willing to
give her last nickel
or the blouse off her back
for those who smoked her
like another rock
and drop her like
a bag of wet cement
'cause she's always been
too much to handle
yet not enough to hold
Just another stone
to step upon...
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5 Comments
Untitled
I sit in the bitter cold
hoping it will numb
more than my bones
I need it to deaden every sense
every feeling
down to my soul
Yet the persistent November sun is
working against my goal
attempting to warm my heart
give me hope to carry on
be strong
when others struggle
Yet I can't help but
wonder
who is there when I
am weak
when I struggle
Slumped over in a sobbing heap
it seems
only the sun...
which I'm trying to appreciate
hoping it will numb
more than my bones
I need it to deaden every sense
every feeling
down to my soul
Yet the persistent November sun is
working against my goal
attempting to warm my heart
give me hope to carry on
be strong
when others struggle
Yet I can't help but
wonder
who is there when I
am weak
when I struggle
Slumped over in a sobbing heap
it seems
only the sun...
which I'm trying to appreciate
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Runner up
It's not easy
being that girl
that is so easily replaced
Living in a shadow
Always coming in second
to an addiction
an obsession
a hobby
money
objects
a distraction
friends who are
better well matched
I always fall in love
with men
who can't give me
Or won't give me
what I need, desire and crave
to my core
To be a priority in someone's life
to truly be
and feel important
For once I'd like to not be tossed aside
When the going gets tough
Abandoned
Ran from
when I feel lonely...
being that girl
that is so easily replaced
Living in a shadow
Always coming in second
to an addiction
an obsession
a hobby
money
objects
a distraction
friends who are
better well matched
I always fall in love
with men
who can't give me
Or won't give me
what I need, desire and crave
to my core
To be a priority in someone's life
to truly be
and feel important
For once I'd like to not be tossed aside
When the going gets tough
Abandoned
Ran from
when I feel lonely...
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Twinkle
Staring at the night sky
through the now bare branches
of winter trees
If I move my head slightly
The stars appear to actually twinkle
Like they do in that song
I can pretend that there is wonder
and beauty
Somewhere
Though it may be fading from
my blissfully naive heart
Maybe people still wish on these little things
People still pray
Maybe prayers get answered
I wonder if the wishes come true
Why do we wish upon a star?
Prayers, I am told
are answered based on what we need
What is best for us
Wishes are made based...
through the now bare branches
of winter trees
If I move my head slightly
The stars appear to actually twinkle
Like they do in that song
I can pretend that there is wonder
and beauty
Somewhere
Though it may be fading from
my blissfully naive heart
Maybe people still wish on these little things
People still pray
Maybe prayers get answered
I wonder if the wishes come true
Why do we wish upon a star?
Prayers, I am told
are answered based on what we need
What is best for us
Wishes are made based...
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Voices
Some days I wake
feeling utterly empty
yet full of self loathing and doubt
An old familiar voice is there
to comfort me
bring me back to my senses
back to what I know to be real
He takes a deep sigh
intending to seem compassionate
but I can tell he's delighted
Nevertheless he is the only one
who's stayed by me
all through my life
My dear, you know
I always give it to you straight
and it is time to open your eyes
You've been day-dreaming within
a nightmare for months now
You...
feeling utterly empty
yet full of self loathing and doubt
An old familiar voice is there
to comfort me
bring me back to my senses
back to what I know to be real
He takes a deep sigh
intending to seem compassionate
but I can tell he's delighted
Nevertheless he is the only one
who's stayed by me
all through my life
My dear, you know
I always give it to you straight
and it is time to open your eyes
You've been day-dreaming within
a nightmare for months now
You...
#love
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Love At First Light
As dawn breaks over a frost covered mountain to the east
He is my first thought
just as he is always the last
I have come to crave the scent
of coffee and cigarettes at dawn
and I have grown to appreciate
all of the pieces that comprise
his existence
Be it virtue or vice
I adore him
unconditionally
Having finally aquired the peace within
to provide sound sleep
we are quiet upon waking this
November morning
Serene and present
Keenly aware that spoken words might cloud
the unequivocal purity in the...
He is my first thought
just as he is always the last
I have come to crave the scent
of coffee and cigarettes at dawn
and I have grown to appreciate
all of the pieces that comprise
his existence
Be it virtue or vice
I adore him
unconditionally
Having finally aquired the peace within
to provide sound sleep
we are quiet upon waking this
November morning
Serene and present
Keenly aware that spoken words might cloud
the unequivocal purity in the...
#love
#relationships
#ILoveYou
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Escaping to Remember
Over one year later
and the only thing
that hasn't changed
is that I still crave the scent of
coffee and cigarettes at dawn.
Though it has now been replaced
by a craving for
the taste
the rush
the memory
of that
poison
of that
love
that have become one in the same
I'm watching gray swirls of smoke
twist and turn
elegantly upward through the air
effortless
like our love once was
Studying their patterns
but they make no sense
just like us now
Suddenly the breeze...
and the only thing
that hasn't changed
is that I still crave the scent of
coffee and cigarettes at dawn.
Though it has now been replaced
by a craving for
the taste
the rush
the memory
of that
poison
of that
love
that have become one in the same
I'm watching gray swirls of smoke
twist and turn
elegantly upward through the air
effortless
like our love once was
Studying their patterns
but they make no sense
just like us now
Suddenly the breeze...
#memories
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Vanessa
You were my idol
my first hero;
A teenage girl in her prime of 'cool'
and everything I wanted to be
I guess I made it irresistable
for you to take advantage of me
~Because that's exactly what you did~
Took a sinless
bright-eyed little girl
and molded her
to serve
in your sick world
She complied with your
requests
demands
desires
without understanding
or being told the price
just so happy
to be
in your shadow
You took pride
in your wicked lessons...
my first hero;
A teenage girl in her prime of 'cool'
and everything I wanted to be
I guess I made it irresistable
for you to take advantage of me
~Because that's exactly what you did~
Took a sinless
bright-eyed little girl
and molded her
to serve
in your sick world
She complied with your
requests
demands
desires
without understanding
or being told the price
just so happy
to be
in your shadow
You took pride
in your wicked lessons...
#abuse
#manipulation
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