Submissions by HellBellsPixie (Luna Belle)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I couldn't give a flying fuck if my shit don't rhyme, have a pattern, or model any of the greats. Art gets messy. People are messy. It will be okay.
SELF POEM
Published
1st Aug 2024 6:50pm
1st Aug 2024 6:50pm
Still Water
If only I could touch my soul through this mirror
And watch the ripples like slicing still water,
Maybe I could stir up the livelihood of spring time and wildflowers.
Plant something beautiful within me
And watch the ripples like slicing still water,
Maybe I could stir up the livelihood of spring time and wildflowers.
Plant something beautiful within me
#beauty
#confessional
#conflict
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
81 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
31st Dec 2021 4:59am
31st Dec 2021 4:59am
Unraveling
I am unraveling at the seams.
Inching closer and closer to point of no return.
I cannot mourn the passing of things;
What need of it when you see glory within the flames.
Inching closer and closer to point of no return.
I cannot mourn the passing of things;
What need of it when you see glory within the flames.
#anxiety
#depression
#addiction
#SelfDiscovery
#apathy
319 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
10th May 2021 4:28pm
10th May 2021 4:28pm
Layers of the Next Tragjc Town Story.
Into the solace
Of my demons' arms
I retreat
Tucked away barely alive
Shallow breathing
Sitting in dark room
Willing my heart to be still
But still I ache
With the same wretched burn
That has tormented me
In the same silence that healed me.
The errie presence of static
With nothing else
To remind me
That even my mind is gone.
I've peeled away
Searching for answers
in between the lines...
Somewhere along the line,
I became stripped
Gleaned for happiness of others ...
Of my demons' arms
I retreat
Tucked away barely alive
Shallow breathing
Sitting in dark room
Willing my heart to be still
But still I ache
With the same wretched burn
That has tormented me
In the same silence that healed me.
The errie presence of static
With nothing else
To remind me
That even my mind is gone.
I've peeled away
Searching for answers
in between the lines...
Somewhere along the line,
I became stripped
Gleaned for happiness of others ...
#death
#spiritual
#drugs
#addiction
#hell
289 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
9th May 2021 11:08am
9th May 2021 11:08am
Terrible Twenties
It's as if I am paralyzed and mute—
Caught between twisted realities
That weave themselves in and out
Of the visions in other's eyes.
My heart tightens like clenched fists
Leaving ever present sharpness
Like a blade pressed against me
Digging a deeper wound
Like a delirious adventurer seeking treasure,
I hurl myself almost passionately toward my demise.
Manic and lost, I dismantle every beacon of light in my soul,
Only to be left with this heaviness when all else is gone.
Caught between twisted realities
That weave themselves in and out
Of the visions in other's eyes.
My heart tightens like clenched fists
Leaving ever present sharpness
Like a blade pressed against me
Digging a deeper wound
Like a delirious adventurer seeking treasure,
I hurl myself almost passionately toward my demise.
Manic and lost, I dismantle every beacon of light in my soul,
Only to be left with this heaviness when all else is gone.
#anxiety
#depression
#drugs
#addiction
#MentalHealth
376 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Jan 2021 12:57pm
25th Jan 2021 12:57pm
No Place Like Nowhere
there's no place like home,
There's no place like..."
That somber yet warm place
To hide your face
From truths you can no longer bear.
A room to shut the door
Where they can't find you anymore
No vacancy-- there's demons within
Fuck a title, fuck the lease
There's no true retreat
Even put away you still run all night
Waking nightmares drenched in sweat
Attacking this dead end I've met
Just to wake up and pretend I'm ok once more
There's no place like..."
That somber yet warm place
To hide your face
From truths you can no longer bear.
A room to shut the door
Where they can't find you anymore
No vacancy-- there's demons within
Fuck a title, fuck the lease
There's no true retreat
Even put away you still run all night
Waking nightmares drenched in sweat
Attacking this dead end I've met
Just to wake up and pretend I'm ok once more
#anxiety
#depression
#dreams
#sleep
#escape
397 reads
2 Comments
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
25th Jan 2021 12:45pm
25th Jan 2021 12:45pm
Neverland Revolts
How did I get here?
From enraptured gazes that only a lover
Underneath a sunset could know,
To stoic expressions facing a dead end happy place.
My speech skips and screeches
Like a ruined cassette
Spitting ribbons of misplaced thoughts.
Things once full of passion and direction
Have escaped me in a surreal night
Of a trailer park nightmare.
Just another cigarette tinged regret
On my ever heavy shoulders.
I want the ecstasy of poetry
on my tongue again,
Tasting Earth's succulent breath
as she kisses...
From enraptured gazes that only a lover
Underneath a sunset could know,
To stoic expressions facing a dead end happy place.
My speech skips and screeches
Like a ruined cassette
Spitting ribbons of misplaced thoughts.
Things once full of passion and direction
Have escaped me in a surreal night
Of a trailer park nightmare.
Just another cigarette tinged regret
On my ever heavy shoulders.
I want the ecstasy of poetry
on my tongue again,
Tasting Earth's succulent breath
as she kisses...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#MentalHealth
#passion
363 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jan 2021 6:55am
9th Jan 2021 6:55am
Scraps
The scraps of my memories
Lay upon a pretty platter
A tip of the edge
And they all scatter
But the only sound I hear is static
A weak signal barely catching.
The clank of a shovel on this shallow grave
Gives me just enough rhythm to keep on digging
Lay upon a pretty platter
A tip of the edge
And they all scatter
But the only sound I hear is static
A weak signal barely catching.
The clank of a shovel on this shallow grave
Gives me just enough rhythm to keep on digging
#depression
311 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2020 00:46am
26th Nov 2020 00:46am
Still Running
Running and screaming,
I'm waking and dreaming.
I remember the lamentations
For broken covenants
Anguished long before my name
Was uttered with a purpose.
Deja Vu terrors plague me
Even in the day light they haunt me.
I'm shorting out
And my light is fading.
I'm waking and dreaming.
I remember the lamentations
For broken covenants
Anguished long before my name
Was uttered with a purpose.
Deja Vu terrors plague me
Even in the day light they haunt me.
I'm shorting out
And my light is fading.
#depression
#memories
#SelfReflection
#historical
#SelfDiscovery
421 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Nov 2020 8:42am
9th Nov 2020 8:42am
Broken Simulations (another collab with deltafrostone)
Holographic landscape pieces flicker eerily
Like a broken motel
vacancy sign.
The street pavement is crawling
with the footsteps
of a thousand centipedes
cascading caccoons burst free.
Caught suspended
in time we're human
trigger warnings
covered in the scent of victory
And also of defeat..
The soulless faces
Of checklisted humanity
Laugh without mirth
And love without passion
Idly watching the clock tick
Counting down
The eternal hell awaits
Amongst elders...
Like a broken motel
vacancy sign.
The street pavement is crawling
with the footsteps
of a thousand centipedes
cascading caccoons burst free.
Caught suspended
in time we're human
trigger warnings
covered in the scent of victory
And also of defeat..
The soulless faces
Of checklisted humanity
Laugh without mirth
And love without passion
Idly watching the clock tick
Counting down
The eternal hell awaits
Amongst elders...
#technology
#earth
#apocalypse
#evolution
#healing
354 reads
0 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
7th Nov 2020 1:48am
7th Nov 2020 1:48am
Follow You Down
I see the ripples of familiar faces
As their eyes pierce the watery veil.
I know they see the ugly truth in my eyes,
But I'm unable to meet their gaze to introduce my hell.
Air bubbles float to the surface
As my voice catches and gargles into nothingness.
I hear muted cries and mototone advice, but they do nothing to heal this distress.
The bodies of friends sunken to the deep
Drowned in their sorrows and my feeble childish woos
They're too far gone to hear the sounds of life I hear
Yet I fight the call of a void so sweet...
As their eyes pierce the watery veil.
I know they see the ugly truth in my eyes,
But I'm unable to meet their gaze to introduce my hell.
Air bubbles float to the surface
As my voice catches and gargles into nothingness.
I hear muted cries and mototone advice, but they do nothing to heal this distress.
The bodies of friends sunken to the deep
Drowned in their sorrows and my feeble childish woos
They're too far gone to hear the sounds of life I hear
Yet I fight the call of a void so sweet...
#night
#drugs
#addiction
#hell
#nightmares
374 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
29th Oct 2020 9:57am
29th Oct 2020 9:57am
Bright Smiles and Silent Tears
Lines to white lies grow more scattered
Weaving a wicked little waste of a face
To wear but it won't hide my eyes
What's in the name of manifest destiny
For a sad illusion of no sins or worries
With the finer things in life as their disguise
I rot from the inside out each day
With every word slipping from burning tongue
Utterances of love from a wretch like me
Smiling faces and lifted spirits say I'm beautiful
But still I retreat to the silence to nurse my wounds
Even in the light some days I just ain't free ...
Weaving a wicked little waste of a face
To wear but it won't hide my eyes
What's in the name of manifest destiny
For a sad illusion of no sins or worries
With the finer things in life as their disguise
I rot from the inside out each day
With every word slipping from burning tongue
Utterances of love from a wretch like me
Smiling faces and lifted spirits say I'm beautiful
But still I retreat to the silence to nurse my wounds
Even in the light some days I just ain't free ...
#sadness
#depression
#storm
#drugs
#addiction
352 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
29th Oct 2020 9:37am
29th Oct 2020 9:37am
Disaster Still lives Inside Me
I've crawled my way back up from the pit
The black hole of nothingness where I was cast
Whether by the will of a god or my own suicide
I don't remember these things from the past.
There's a piercing shriek within my skull
Silently shattering my loose pieces to rattle around
Static so loud I want to beat my fists bloody
And fall to my knees on holy ground
I've seen the countenance of the living dead
And heard wailing voices crying out from their restless places
This land has caught the tears and soaked the blood
Felt...
The black hole of nothingness where I was cast
Whether by the will of a god or my own suicide
I don't remember these things from the past.
There's a piercing shriek within my skull
Silently shattering my loose pieces to rattle around
Static so loud I want to beat my fists bloody
And fall to my knees on holy ground
I've seen the countenance of the living dead
And heard wailing voices crying out from their restless places
This land has caught the tears and soaked the blood
Felt...
#anxiety
#depression
#dark
#identity
#evolution
394 reads
2 Comments
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