Submissions by Foxface (Aewyrn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I come from a family that either does everything they can to survive, or don't.
Gaslight
My hands were shaking
And my face felt like it was on fire
Tongue twisted, as if I suddenly
Lost my knowledge of the human word
I felt ice creeping from my fingertips
Down to my toes
Shattering and cracking through my veins
Frozen from shock and betrayal
Countless memories ripped through my mind
All the times my gut was begging for my ears
Yet I would just cover them
And fall once again into the trap of trusting him
I thought love was stronger
I thought our love was stronger than this
All of the laughs we...
And my face felt like it was on fire
Tongue twisted, as if I suddenly
Lost my knowledge of the human word
I felt ice creeping from my fingertips
Down to my toes
Shattering and cracking through my veins
Frozen from shock and betrayal
Countless memories ripped through my mind
All the times my gut was begging for my ears
Yet I would just cover them
And fall once again into the trap of trusting him
I thought love was stronger
I thought our love was stronger than this
All of the laughs we...
#lies
#betrayal
#addiction #deception
#addiction #deception
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Perfect
Perfection
An ideal that doesn't exist
Yet has been my craving since a young girl
To earn love
I had to be
Perfect
Love is
Conditional
On me, my choices, my reactions
And so I became a master puppeteer
Smile there, be kind and empathetic here
Study, research, be knowledgeable and wise, so wise
A type of control only other perfectionists know
I cry often
But I stand up more
Even when my knees are shaking
I look through their eyes and try to understand
To rationalize the pain they have caused...
An ideal that doesn't exist
Yet has been my craving since a young girl
To earn love
I had to be
Perfect
Love is
Conditional
On me, my choices, my reactions
And so I became a master puppeteer
Smile there, be kind and empathetic here
Study, research, be knowledgeable and wise, so wise
A type of control only other perfectionists know
I cry often
But I stand up more
Even when my knees are shaking
I look through their eyes and try to understand
To rationalize the pain they have caused...
#identity
#myself
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
#choices
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Soft
The waves crashing against my ankles
My dreams haunted by your betrayal
The dark purples below my green eyes
You always remind me of how soft
My skin is
Against yours
Did hers feel the same?
My dreams haunted by your betrayal
The dark purples below my green eyes
You always remind me of how soft
My skin is
Against yours
Did hers feel the same?
#heartbroken
#betrayal
#emotional
397 reads
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One Point Five
I miss the way the days grew brighter,
And the time apart from him was too long,
How he opened doors and surprised me with his embrace
The way he laughed at me and looked at me when he was on LSD
I miss the kindness even when angry
Out of nowhere kisses and soft smiles
Even the pride in his walk when he walked with me
Has slowly seemed to disappear
I miss how he aided me in the daily tasks
That often seemed to be so overwhelming
And fucked me with so much passion in his eyes
That which are so blank when they meet mine now ...
And the time apart from him was too long,
How he opened doors and surprised me with his embrace
The way he laughed at me and looked at me when he was on LSD
I miss the kindness even when angry
Out of nowhere kisses and soft smiles
Even the pride in his walk when he walked with me
Has slowly seemed to disappear
I miss how he aided me in the daily tasks
That often seemed to be so overwhelming
And fucked me with so much passion in his eyes
That which are so blank when they meet mine now ...
#sadness
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#emptiness
#bittersweet
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Incomparable
I was never capable
Of describing love
Until my fingers brushed his,
When the heart I tried to ice over
Melting within the heat of his arms
It's finding a home that isn't a material structure
But rather a person, a voice, the color of their eyes
That every time you see brown, green, blue, grey,
You immediately think of the way
They looked at you when they first told you
They loved you
It's warmth, safety, security,
Feeling invincible in their presence,
Yet also feeling the fierce urge to protect them ...
Of describing love
Until my fingers brushed his,
When the heart I tried to ice over
Melting within the heat of his arms
It's finding a home that isn't a material structure
But rather a person, a voice, the color of their eyes
That every time you see brown, green, blue, grey,
You immediately think of the way
They looked at you when they first told you
They loved you
It's warmth, safety, security,
Feeling invincible in their presence,
Yet also feeling the fierce urge to protect them ...
#happiness
#love
#relationships
#romantic
#FallingInLove
752 reads
5 Comments
Closure pt. 2
Yet lanterns,
Continued to light our young
Neurons
Along a path through the dark,
Offering shades of hope,
Maturing children from wide eyed prey
To wolves with claws and scars
A perception of the world, perhaps tinged
With narcissism,
Yet also hued with morality and expectations
That are rarely fulfilled,
Expecting the worst, hoping to not be right,
Finding their own way
In forms of chaotic good
The older,
She's responsible, mature, her daughter first,
He's a social butterfly and...
Continued to light our young
Neurons
Along a path through the dark,
Offering shades of hope,
Maturing children from wide eyed prey
To wolves with claws and scars
A perception of the world, perhaps tinged
With narcissism,
Yet also hued with morality and expectations
That are rarely fulfilled,
Expecting the worst, hoping to not be right,
Finding their own way
In forms of chaotic good
The older,
She's responsible, mature, her daughter first,
He's a social butterfly and...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#evil
#despair
#suffering
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Closure pt. 1
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Flames the Color of Roses
Kiss me,
I don't care if the thorns
Protecting you pierce
Me, changing my lips from pink,
The hue of dawn after a
Hurricane,
To red, the shade of blood
That runs in my veins, aching
For your knuckles caressing my jaw,
Your thumb along the corner
Of my mouth, eyes hooded and yet
Filled with exhilaration and content
We lay in bed,
The world black and white
Except for the silver of yours, the
Green of mine
Two hours, three, five, eight,
Conversations sleepily mumbled,
My arm draped over your...
I don't care if the thorns
Protecting you pierce
Me, changing my lips from pink,
The hue of dawn after a
Hurricane,
To red, the shade of blood
That runs in my veins, aching
For your knuckles caressing my jaw,
Your thumb along the corner
Of my mouth, eyes hooded and yet
Filled with exhilaration and content
We lay in bed,
The world black and white
Except for the silver of yours, the
Green of mine
Two hours, three, five, eight,
Conversations sleepily mumbled,
My arm draped over your...
851 reads
4 Comments
Wanderess
When you see
The girl with green eyes
Or
The boy with brown
Gaze off in the distance
Then smile
On the bus
You know
They have fallen in love
The girl with green eyes
Or
The boy with brown
Gaze off in the distance
Then smile
On the bus
You know
They have fallen in love
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Unconditionally
In the little boy's blue eyes
Reflected back a woman with
Chestnut hair and glowing green irises.
He remembered that morning,
When he woke up with her cooing in his ear
Singing him awake with a thumb rubbing his cheek.
She smiled,
"Good morning, sleepyhead,"
"I had a dream last night!"
Holding her hand, words tripping over his tongue
Telling a tale of cats and monsters and knights.
Then yesterday,
When he broke her favorite necklace,
An accident,
And she just picked it up, placed it in a box,
Getting on...
Reflected back a woman with
Chestnut hair and glowing green irises.
He remembered that morning,
When he woke up with her cooing in his ear
Singing him awake with a thumb rubbing his cheek.
She smiled,
"Good morning, sleepyhead,"
"I had a dream last night!"
Holding her hand, words tripping over his tongue
Telling a tale of cats and monsters and knights.
Then yesterday,
When he broke her favorite necklace,
An accident,
And she just picked it up, placed it in a box,
Getting on...
#secrets
#alcohol
#addiction
#TimeHeals
#UnrequitedLove
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Northern Lights
I am the white of a winter night,
Curling it's cool fingers in my hair
As if a ghost
Dared to touch,
To feel the heart aching warmth of life
One more tormenting time
I am the lavender when oceans and dusk
Combine within microscopic flames,
Elegant in their dance
Yet agonizing to touch,
Observers warned to keep their distance
Or pay the price
I am the red born from a smoky sunset
Crystallizing in a fox's fur
As he survives through
Scavenging and sneaking
Barely hanging on
By our blood stained claws...
Curling it's cool fingers in my hair
As if a ghost
Dared to touch,
To feel the heart aching warmth of life
One more tormenting time
I am the lavender when oceans and dusk
Combine within microscopic flames,
Elegant in their dance
Yet agonizing to touch,
Observers warned to keep their distance
Or pay the price
I am the red born from a smoky sunset
Crystallizing in a fox's fur
As he survives through
Scavenging and sneaking
Barely hanging on
By our blood stained claws...
#earth
#universe
#spiritual
#mythology
#magic
675 reads
2 Comments
Borderline
Cracking, thudding
The hole in the wall becoming more and more
unstable, as I cover it
with more tape, Band-Aids, and bottle caps
Water trickling through my fingers
only a few droplets to begin with, then
a stream, and eventually a waterfall,
no control
The hole grew darker, deeper,
my hands desperately trying to hold
it back,
screams ripping from someone's throat
The liquid began to gradient
into the color of blood, becoming
thicker, less opaque,
viciously staining my skin, my teeth, and the room's floor ...
The hole in the wall becoming more and more
unstable, as I cover it
with more tape, Band-Aids, and bottle caps
Water trickling through my fingers
only a few droplets to begin with, then
a stream, and eventually a waterfall,
no control
The hole grew darker, deeper,
my hands desperately trying to hold
it back,
screams ripping from someone's throat
The liquid began to gradient
into the color of blood, becoming
thicker, less opaque,
viciously staining my skin, my teeth, and the room's floor ...
#PopCulture
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