Submissions by GChordBlues
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write based on my mood/feelings. Lately, I've been in a dark place, so I've been writing a lot more. If you have any questions about me or my writing, you're welcome to just ask!
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Sep 2017 2:28am
13th Sep 2017 2:28am
Just Another Moment to Her
It was just another moment for her
When our lips touched she didn't feel the stillness of the Earth.
Not like I did.
Those long nights when she was with me.
She cleaned my stained image of beauty.
We talk without an end.
But it was like there was no periods at the end of those sentences.
Something was left unsaid.
It's what was unsaid that lingers in my head.
Almost like the warmth of her touch and the image of her in my bed.
Did she want to tell me she was in love, and was it with me?
Or was the...
When our lips touched she didn't feel the stillness of the Earth.
Not like I did.
Those long nights when she was with me.
She cleaned my stained image of beauty.
We talk without an end.
But it was like there was no periods at the end of those sentences.
Something was left unsaid.
It's what was unsaid that lingers in my head.
Almost like the warmth of her touch and the image of her in my bed.
Did she want to tell me she was in love, and was it with me?
Or was the...
#PopCulture
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2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2017 8:35pm
2nd Sep 2017 8:35pm
Reminiscing Fall
Fall, it used to be my favorite time of the year.
The feeling of being complete just from having you here.
Each tree outside losing every single leaf is a reminder of you and me.
Each falling leaf representing every individual memory.
Our night walks, our car talks, and even the awkward silence when I was embracing your presence.
I looked at you as if you were a God's gift, his little hand wrapped present.
The way your eyes shined when they were hit by moon light.
It was as if, for the first time in my life, things were going right.
It's Fall...
The feeling of being complete just from having you here.
Each tree outside losing every single leaf is a reminder of you and me.
Each falling leaf representing every individual memory.
Our night walks, our car talks, and even the awkward silence when I was embracing your presence.
I looked at you as if you were a God's gift, his little hand wrapped present.
The way your eyes shined when they were hit by moon light.
It was as if, for the first time in my life, things were going right.
It's Fall...
#heartbroken
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2017 2:44pm
2nd Sep 2017 2:44pm
Unhinged
I have so much built up aggression.
Mixed with the mind numbing pain of depression.
My mind is walking a thin rope being pulled on each side, building up tension.
Stressed out.
Running from my constant shifting moods like a sick game of cat and mouse.
My heart is always beating like a drum, and my body feels empty like an old, abandoned house.
But I can't abandon this house of mine.
The day that I leave this home is the day you'll finally know I'm not fine.
I pray for an eviction notice, and I'm not even religious.
Just give me a reason to...
Mixed with the mind numbing pain of depression.
My mind is walking a thin rope being pulled on each side, building up tension.
Stressed out.
Running from my constant shifting moods like a sick game of cat and mouse.
My heart is always beating like a drum, and my body feels empty like an old, abandoned house.
But I can't abandon this house of mine.
The day that I leave this home is the day you'll finally know I'm not fine.
I pray for an eviction notice, and I'm not even religious.
Just give me a reason to...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#MentalHealth
#hurt
576 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2017 5:35am
2nd Sep 2017 5:35am
The Wind Dances With Your Hair
You said you're leaving me
How could you just let me go so easily?
In a brutal and cold winter, your presence is as valuable as a source heat.
Forever warming my body and giving me rosy cheeks.
You were the heat in my home.
When you left, it was isolating and cold.
You mended my spirits when they were shattered beyond repair.
Each crack slowly closing each time you smiled or the wind danced with your hair.
The cracks have once again returned.
Are you even concerned?
Darling, I know I talked about winter, but you remind me...
How could you just let me go so easily?
In a brutal and cold winter, your presence is as valuable as a source heat.
Forever warming my body and giving me rosy cheeks.
You were the heat in my home.
When you left, it was isolating and cold.
You mended my spirits when they were shattered beyond repair.
Each crack slowly closing each time you smiled or the wind danced with your hair.
The cracks have once again returned.
Are you even concerned?
Darling, I know I talked about winter, but you remind me...
#lover
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1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
29th Aug 2017 4:54pm
29th Aug 2017 4:54pm
Loud Screams To Deaf Ears
Why is pain considered beauty?
Why do they never ask if you're okay?
They treat you like a statue you'd see in a church.
They'll look up to you surely, but they'll never hear your actual words.
It's just a loud scream into deaf ears.
I always wait for the day where I can finally engulf them with my worst fears.
Corrupt them with the insanity that runs throughout my head.
Mood shifts pushing different voices in my head, I can hear the octave change each time.
As if I'm in an empty room, and I finally hear someone new.
I'll warp their minds...
Why do they never ask if you're okay?
They treat you like a statue you'd see in a church.
They'll look up to you surely, but they'll never hear your actual words.
It's just a loud scream into deaf ears.
I always wait for the day where I can finally engulf them with my worst fears.
Corrupt them with the insanity that runs throughout my head.
Mood shifts pushing different voices in my head, I can hear the octave change each time.
As if I'm in an empty room, and I finally hear someone new.
I'll warp their minds...
#anxiety
#rejection
#dark
#shadows
#disappointment
803 reads
1 Comment
STORY POEM
Published
24th Aug 2017 2:33am
24th Aug 2017 2:33am
Sad, Old Dog
Sad, old dog scratching at the door.
What would you like to go in for?
Are you curious who's on the other side?
Is it a person in there who's making you whine and cry?
Your paws are shaking, and your nose is at the bottom of the door.
Your body is wounded, your heart is sore.
Sad, old dog, come with me.
I'll finally let you be at peace.
Rest your weak neck and your tired head on the ground.
Not one more sound, just try to keep your head in the clouds.
Sad, old dog scratching at that door, can't you see?
You are almost just...
What would you like to go in for?
Are you curious who's on the other side?
Is it a person in there who's making you whine and cry?
Your paws are shaking, and your nose is at the bottom of the door.
Your body is wounded, your heart is sore.
Sad, old dog, come with me.
I'll finally let you be at peace.
Rest your weak neck and your tired head on the ground.
Not one more sound, just try to keep your head in the clouds.
Sad, old dog scratching at that door, can't you see?
You are almost just...
#UnrequitedLove
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Aug 2017 00:51am
24th Aug 2017 00:51am
Solitary
My bones ache, and my body's tired.
Waiting for events in my life to transpire.
I hate this consignment.
Will I ever escape my solitary confinement?
I hold the key, but I constantly refuse to leave.
Isolation is just the closest I get to serenity.
Months fly off the calander like flocks of crows from my back yard.
I'm losing my grip, I'm practically unbarred.
My body is a lonely hell.
This hell where not even the devil dwells.
No lake of fire, it's just empty and cold.
The cold that'll stay inside..Forever untold.
Waiting for events in my life to transpire.
I hate this consignment.
Will I ever escape my solitary confinement?
I hold the key, but I constantly refuse to leave.
Isolation is just the closest I get to serenity.
Months fly off the calander like flocks of crows from my back yard.
I'm losing my grip, I'm practically unbarred.
My body is a lonely hell.
This hell where not even the devil dwells.
No lake of fire, it's just empty and cold.
The cold that'll stay inside..Forever untold.
#sadness
#loneliness
#dark
#shadows
#UnrequitedLove
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LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Aug 2017 3:20am
23rd Aug 2017 3:20am
It's 3 A.M. and I Can't Stop Thinking About You
It's 3 a.m. and I can't stop thinking about you
Frying and devouring my brain like food.
Maybe if I could just see you, instead of words you've once wrote
Insomnia could finally loosen it's gruesome grip on my throat.
A tight grip that leaves a knot, like a kinked hose.
Laying straight in bed, eyes straight forward, with the lights off begging my eyes to close.
What can I do about the feeling of heart shattering nostalgia?
Collecting the pieces off the floor that I can salvage.
Just catch my breath, stare off, and I'll eventually drift away. ...
Frying and devouring my brain like food.
Maybe if I could just see you, instead of words you've once wrote
Insomnia could finally loosen it's gruesome grip on my throat.
A tight grip that leaves a knot, like a kinked hose.
Laying straight in bed, eyes straight forward, with the lights off begging my eyes to close.
What can I do about the feeling of heart shattering nostalgia?
Collecting the pieces off the floor that I can salvage.
Just catch my breath, stare off, and I'll eventually drift away. ...
#FallingInLove
#SelfReflection
#dating #LookingForLove
#dating #LookingForLove
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Aug 2017 3:57am
22nd Aug 2017 3:57am
I Live In Constant Collapse
I live in constant collapse
Making the same mistakes like going through a constant relapse.
Kicking bad habits in the chest until it snaps and crackles.
But they still whisper in my ear to just take a bite from that apple.
The serpent never sleeps, it just softly whispers into my ear.
Waiting for me to slip up once again, so he can have a cheer.
How does the serpent do it? To have no remorse.
To ruin people's lives like it's his chosen course.
He could just stay silent, so I can enjoy my progress.
Let me keep my chin forward and my...
Making the same mistakes like going through a constant relapse.
Kicking bad habits in the chest until it snaps and crackles.
But they still whisper in my ear to just take a bite from that apple.
The serpent never sleeps, it just softly whispers into my ear.
Waiting for me to slip up once again, so he can have a cheer.
How does the serpent do it? To have no remorse.
To ruin people's lives like it's his chosen course.
He could just stay silent, so I can enjoy my progress.
Let me keep my chin forward and my...
#dark
#death
#evil
#vampires
#graveyard
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Aug 2017 6:57pm
19th Aug 2017 6:57pm
September 16, 2015 (pt.1)
I was a fat, freckle faced kid.
It was the way I looked, and he absolutely hated it.
He hated anything that was a flaw.
Being teased for something I didn't even do to myself.
I remember looking into my mirror feeling down.
"Is this really me?" he would say inside my head.
My inside voice, my dark roommate, nagging that I could do better than this.
The voice was like a fork scraping a plate repeatedly in my head.
It made me feel like when my body was created, the wrong model was picked off the shelf.
It wasn't until highschool until my...
It was the way I looked, and he absolutely hated it.
He hated anything that was a flaw.
Being teased for something I didn't even do to myself.
I remember looking into my mirror feeling down.
"Is this really me?" he would say inside my head.
My inside voice, my dark roommate, nagging that I could do better than this.
The voice was like a fork scraping a plate repeatedly in my head.
It made me feel like when my body was created, the wrong model was picked off the shelf.
It wasn't until highschool until my...
#SelfHarm
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Aug 2017 9:52am
19th Aug 2017 9:52am
She Was My Home
When I'm with her my heart doesn't skip a beat.
It completely stops.
Almost like it's stuck in the moment with me.
When I look into her eyes, I see something so beautiful I can't even comprehend it.
Those eyes are like telescopes.
Every sparkle I see in them is like the stars to me.
It's been so long since I've seen the stars.
Her touch has the warmth of the sun.
She held the brightness of the sun, but covered it with gray clouds.
I still felt her sunshine, no matter how stormy she'd appear to be.
But I've been so ice...
It completely stops.
Almost like it's stuck in the moment with me.
When I look into her eyes, I see something so beautiful I can't even comprehend it.
Those eyes are like telescopes.
Every sparkle I see in them is like the stars to me.
It's been so long since I've seen the stars.
Her touch has the warmth of the sun.
She held the brightness of the sun, but covered it with gray clouds.
I still felt her sunshine, no matter how stormy she'd appear to be.
But I've been so ice...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
796 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Aug 2017 1:57am
19th Aug 2017 1:57am
Blossom
My world is slowly shifting,
Morphing into something completely new.
Will it crumble to dust?
or will it blossom like a caterpillar leaving it's cocoon.
Sprouting into a butterfly soaring through clear skies?
Truth is, I don't know, and it's terrifying.
It's like going to sleep at night wondering if you'll have sweet dreams or a nightmare.
Will I sleep in peace or am I in for a scare?
Morphing into something completely new.
Will it crumble to dust?
or will it blossom like a caterpillar leaving it's cocoon.
Sprouting into a butterfly soaring through clear skies?
Truth is, I don't know, and it's terrifying.
It's like going to sleep at night wondering if you'll have sweet dreams or a nightmare.
Will I sleep in peace or am I in for a scare?
#inspirational
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