Submissions by Firedancer99
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
How Is It?
How is it that I can hate someone who I love, with the same ferocity?
How is it that I continue to breathe after my heart has been pulled from my chest?
How is it that the one I sought to hold me & dry my tears has become the source of those tears?
How is it that the world doesn't stop to notice that I'm on my knees, begging for just one moment of solace?
How is it that the one who asked me to take down my walls & trust him, is the same one who has reminded me why I had them up in the first place?
How is it that I'm expected to believe that my heart continue...
How is it that I continue to breathe after my heart has been pulled from my chest?
How is it that the one I sought to hold me & dry my tears has become the source of those tears?
How is it that the world doesn't stop to notice that I'm on my knees, begging for just one moment of solace?
How is it that the one who asked me to take down my walls & trust him, is the same one who has reminded me why I had them up in the first place?
How is it that I'm expected to believe that my heart continue...
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Haunted Dreams
You made it look so easy.. Just walk away, to extinguish me from your life completely.. You deceived me, you made me believe you loved me.. Now youre gone, yet, even in my dreams, you continue to betray me.. You've infiltrated my last safe refuge.. You were once the lover in my dreams, kind & gentle.. Now, those dreams where I found solace, have been hijacked by a tyrant.. My lover has morphed into the monster under my bed.. My knight in shining armor has tranformed into the fire breathing dragon.. How dare you? You left my life, now get the hell out of my dreams!!
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His Hands
It was his hand I held onto, for several years, the only hand I wanted, the only hand I could see.. I fit perfectly in his strong hands, as if that was the place I was born to call my home.. I grew secure holding his hand.. When I was happy, I softly dangle my fingers from his, swinging our arms like children skipping down the street.. When I was afraid, I''d clutch his hand tightly.. When I was crying, it was his fingertips that dried my tears.. When I grew insecure, he''d brush the hair from my eyes, cup my face in his hand, and tell me I''m beautiful.. Sometimes his grip was fierce,...
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Not All Angels Have Wings
At first glance, he could be mistaken for an ordinary man, with his heartfelt laugh & his crooked grin.. But, if you look closer, you'll see, this is no ordinary man.. No, not to me..
He always appeared in my darkest hours, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He drowned in my tears, he held my heart in his very hands.. He showed me his wings, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He found my greatness, things hidden from me, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He promised to always love me, to be my solace from my own demons, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He...
He always appeared in my darkest hours, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He drowned in my tears, he held my heart in his very hands.. He showed me his wings, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He found my greatness, things hidden from me, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He promised to always love me, to be my solace from my own demons, but I didn't believe.. No, not me..
He...
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