Submissions by EphemeralRose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Are these really poems?
Are these really poems?
It may seem to you that they are
And though I'm grateful to you for reading.
You read pieces of my heart.
There are things I can never say
And although you don't know my face.
Sometimes I wish I could do more
And leave a memory
Instead of being a forgotten stain.
I deal with battles all the time
And write to understand my mind.
Are these really poems?
Sometimes they seem to be
But very few were fiction.
Most based of reality.
I adored yours with wonder.
Curious with how much was based off...
It may seem to you that they are
And though I'm grateful to you for reading.
You read pieces of my heart.
There are things I can never say
And although you don't know my face.
Sometimes I wish I could do more
And leave a memory
Instead of being a forgotten stain.
I deal with battles all the time
And write to understand my mind.
Are these really poems?
Sometimes they seem to be
But very few were fiction.
Most based of reality.
I adored yours with wonder.
Curious with how much was based off...
#LifeStruggles
#myself
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Promises
Don't expect you to notice
Never given any signs
Wish I could've been happier
But all that's left is a faded smile
Don't recognize my own reflection
Never understood what's in my head
Living off of old promises
Hoping to forget
I'm already fading
And somehow I don't mind
Because once you forget about me
You won't ever have to cry
Maybe there will be a feeling
Like there is something you haved missed
Almost like a bittersweet melody
With missing lyrics
Don't expect you to notice
Maybe I...
Never given any signs
Wish I could've been happier
But all that's left is a faded smile
Don't recognize my own reflection
Never understood what's in my head
Living off of old promises
Hoping to forget
I'm already fading
And somehow I don't mind
Because once you forget about me
You won't ever have to cry
Maybe there will be a feeling
Like there is something you haved missed
Almost like a bittersweet melody
With missing lyrics
Don't expect you to notice
Maybe I...
#sadness
#depression
#friendship
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Colors of life
Life is full of color
With the occasional black and white
But that doesn't mean I see things clearly
Even though I try
What is beautiful to you
May not be the same to me
But to see your eyes light up
Is good enough for me
Life is full of color
And mine is mostly blue
But gets a drop of pink
Everytime I think of you
When I see your smile
I get a taste of bliss
Whenever you're around
I'm reminded of what happiness is
With the occasional black and white
But that doesn't mean I see things clearly
Even though I try
What is beautiful to you
May not be the same to me
But to see your eyes light up
Is good enough for me
Life is full of color
And mine is mostly blue
But gets a drop of pink
Everytime I think of you
When I see your smile
I get a taste of bliss
Whenever you're around
I'm reminded of what happiness is
#love
#relationships
#emotions
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I'm still here
To a be a prisoner in one's own mind
Can lead to some dark places at times
Just takes strength to get out of bed
When one's interest no longer exist
The world around keeps going
Even though I fall apart
I try to stop myself from fading
But I was never in your heart
Yet I'm still here
Even if you don't notice
I've spoken to you once before
Pouring my heart into everything
Even when I wasn't sure
And when you finally notice
Or your battles are the same
I'll still be here right beside you
That I can promise for today
Can lead to some dark places at times
Just takes strength to get out of bed
When one's interest no longer exist
The world around keeps going
Even though I fall apart
I try to stop myself from fading
But I was never in your heart
Yet I'm still here
Even if you don't notice
I've spoken to you once before
Pouring my heart into everything
Even when I wasn't sure
And when you finally notice
Or your battles are the same
I'll still be here right beside you
That I can promise for today
#depression
#dark
#myself
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Dark Pastel
Some days
I wear the night
As the darkness stains my lips
My blue eyes the only color
To my chaotic self portrait
But when the time feels right
I wrap myself in pastel
Finding some beauty
In something that feels natural
Torn between worlds
The colors come and go
But I am still me
The person you've come to know
I wear the night
As the darkness stains my lips
My blue eyes the only color
To my chaotic self portrait
But when the time feels right
I wrap myself in pastel
Finding some beauty
In something that feels natural
Torn between worlds
The colors come and go
But I am still me
The person you've come to know
#myself
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Unavoidable
Thoughts I could never express
Resurfaced again
Revealing my deepest regret
That I've tried to come to terms with
And there's no way to pour out my heart
To someone who's broken it more than once
This reality I want to avoid
Has become my greatest illusion
Why is he so beautiful
When he is full of corruption
I see the poison that flows in his veins
And chose to love him
Somehow it made it's way to me
Lurking in the back of my mind
I used to be able to shut it off
But no
Not this time
Resurfaced again
Revealing my deepest regret
That I've tried to come to terms with
And there's no way to pour out my heart
To someone who's broken it more than once
This reality I want to avoid
Has become my greatest illusion
Why is he so beautiful
When he is full of corruption
I see the poison that flows in his veins
And chose to love him
Somehow it made it's way to me
Lurking in the back of my mind
I used to be able to shut it off
But no
Not this time
#love
#regret
#denial #emotions
#denial #emotions
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Hero
The colors on her skin didn't just appear.
She was a warrior, acting as my shield.
But being a hero came with a sacrifice.
Eventually the villain stole her sight.
Fueled by whiskey, Powered by rage,
An endless cycle with no escape.
The scars on our hearts didn't just appear.
She was a warrior,
But couldn't always be my shield.
Being a hero, she always sacrificed.
Eventually it came my turn to repay the price.
What was my fuel?
What became my strength?
It was always her, To this very day.
She was a warrior, acting as my shield.
But being a hero came with a sacrifice.
Eventually the villain stole her sight.
Fueled by whiskey, Powered by rage,
An endless cycle with no escape.
The scars on our hearts didn't just appear.
She was a warrior,
But couldn't always be my shield.
Being a hero, she always sacrificed.
Eventually it came my turn to repay the price.
What was my fuel?
What became my strength?
It was always her, To this very day.
#dark
#childhood
#LifeStruggles #abuse
#LifeStruggles #abuse
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Thoughts
I danced around these thoughts
Hoping it wasn't true
That I could love myself
And accept all that I've been through
But even as I stare down at the broken glass
The fragments of my mind
Manage to come back
I find myself shutting off the world
Never wanted to be that way
But the reality I'm living in
I'm just surviving
Not living fully
And the smile that comes
When you see my face
I can't tell you how much
It has been faked
I wanted to accept myself
But even I know how it is
These depressing thoughts ...
Hoping it wasn't true
That I could love myself
And accept all that I've been through
But even as I stare down at the broken glass
The fragments of my mind
Manage to come back
I find myself shutting off the world
Never wanted to be that way
But the reality I'm living in
I'm just surviving
Not living fully
And the smile that comes
When you see my face
I can't tell you how much
It has been faked
I wanted to accept myself
But even I know how it is
These depressing thoughts ...
#sadness
#dark
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Garden of Solitude
I thought I found my place
Somewhere to have a peace of mind
but you planted your words of hatred.
Now they grow, sprouting lies.
If I attempt to dig them up,
Somehow they multiply.
Destroying something once beautiful,
With no reason but to watch me cry.
I thought it would be easy,
To collect some seeds and start again.
But the garden that was once my home,
has become nothing more than a prison.
Somewhere to have a peace of mind
but you planted your words of hatred.
Now they grow, sprouting lies.
If I attempt to dig them up,
Somehow they multiply.
Destroying something once beautiful,
With no reason but to watch me cry.
I thought it would be easy,
To collect some seeds and start again.
But the garden that was once my home,
has become nothing more than a prison.
#hate
#loneliness
#PowerOfWords
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Him
I saw you in my dreams
and although we never met
Your darkened hair and golden eyes
gives me a familiar sense
Almost as if another world
Has escaped the grasp of time
To search for you in this reality
I didn't need a reason why
Your presence has returned to me
but only in my dreams
I can't help but find myself wonder
who you actually might be
and although we never met
Your darkened hair and golden eyes
gives me a familiar sense
Almost as if another world
Has escaped the grasp of time
To search for you in this reality
I didn't need a reason why
Your presence has returned to me
but only in my dreams
I can't help but find myself wonder
who you actually might be
#dreams
#nostalgia
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Journey
My path is barren. Don't know where I'm headed. Seems like my only company are my inner demons and they whisper in the dark, saying things I'll never be. I just want to find my place, somewhere I'm happy. If I scream, nobody will hear my words. They'll just think, "What's wrong with her?" I don't want to run in circles but I've been down this road before and it gets lonelier before it gets better. I don't want to do this anymore. I'm tired of waiting, my patience is running thin. What's wrong with hoping for a place where I never have to pretend? If we're the same, maybe I'll find you and...
#depression
#loneliness
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
324 reads
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