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.
Disappear
Low hanging clouds like cobwebs in the sky
Dew clinging to my chlorophyll eyes
As the moon hides away from view
I feel the earth's deep rumble telling of all our lies
The whir of tires on the interstate lulls us to rest
Drifting to the outskirts of our little bubble
We've seen capitalistic wet dreams in our night visions
Today we embark on a search for trouble
Dew clinging to my chlorophyll eyes
As the moon hides away from view
I feel the earth's deep rumble telling of all our lies
The whir of tires on the interstate lulls us to rest
Drifting to the outskirts of our little bubble
We've seen capitalistic wet dreams in our night visions
Today we embark on a search for trouble
#travel
#freedom
#escape
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Earth Shake
I'm floating along flickering iridescent pathways
Cloaked in a fog with an inner murmur cold as black ice
Spinning out as the wheels catch and jerk
Fool me once, fool me twice
The ground feels like air beneath my feet
The stars are twinkling calling my ancient names
I am met by twitching slideshows in this melting mirror
A long gray haired old woman with starry eyes that tell me we are the same.
It's been a long road, kindred heart,
My will would have me rip you from my pulsing chest.
I'll beat in rhythm to the mournful...
Cloaked in a fog with an inner murmur cold as black ice
Spinning out as the wheels catch and jerk
Fool me once, fool me twice
The ground feels like air beneath my feet
The stars are twinkling calling my ancient names
I am met by twitching slideshows in this melting mirror
A long gray haired old woman with starry eyes that tell me we are the same.
It's been a long road, kindred heart,
My will would have me rip you from my pulsing chest.
I'll beat in rhythm to the mournful...
#love
#death
#earth
#universe
#spiritual
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Who Am I Even Talking To Anymore?
I live and breathe under your skin
I knock at the door but you won't let me in
Am I really here or am I make believe?
People these days will tell you anything.
I'm somewhere between losing my mind and finding my soul,
But dancing, leaping, and praising feels like I've lost control.
It's a dark world I've birthed a moonlit sky
The lull of soothed spirits will be your lullaby.
Hush, hush, child, mama will keep you safe
I'd sacrifice everything I am so your light will never fade
My inner voices steer me down...
I knock at the door but you won't let me in
Am I really here or am I make believe?
People these days will tell you anything.
I'm somewhere between losing my mind and finding my soul,
But dancing, leaping, and praising feels like I've lost control.
It's a dark world I've birthed a moonlit sky
The lull of soothed spirits will be your lullaby.
Hush, hush, child, mama will keep you safe
I'd sacrifice everything I am so your light will never fade
My inner voices steer me down...
#love
#motherhood
#drugs
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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This isn't Wonderland Anymore
Hello, Hero won't you step right in?
Crystal just left to put on her face
You know how spastic she's been.
Dearest Hero, the tea is just in,
Won't you sit down and have a glass?
We haven't met but I've seen you before.
Passed in the halls but I missed that class.
Have a silver spoon to stir the 'mile
I do hope it isn't too hot
Not too unbearable to feel.
Connecting the dots seems too reaching
Especially since the year's been insane
But Hero, I'm not the Mad Hatter,
You're not Alice... It's a pity...
Crystal just left to put on her face
You know how spastic she's been.
Dearest Hero, the tea is just in,
Won't you sit down and have a glass?
We haven't met but I've seen you before.
Passed in the halls but I missed that class.
Have a silver spoon to stir the 'mile
I do hope it isn't too hot
Not too unbearable to feel.
Connecting the dots seems too reaching
Especially since the year's been insane
But Hero, I'm not the Mad Hatter,
You're not Alice... It's a pity...
#ILoveYou
#death
#drugs
#homelessness
#addiction
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I'm Slinging Broken Dreams and Finding my Soul
Aluminum foil crackles—
A torn edge scraping glass.
Intruding gusts of southern wind
Shudders through the rickety walls.
There's phantom footsteps all around...
Tentative scuffling cross the floor
Of an empty house.
Gravel crunches in the park circle,
A childish yet menacing sound.
Drunken men shout in the distance,
Sounds of a half toothless wonder.
The dope man's house is jumping,
A soul gone from riches to rags,
But he doesn't mind.
One neighbor is ending her day
With a bong on her front steps....
A torn edge scraping glass.
Intruding gusts of southern wind
Shudders through the rickety walls.
There's phantom footsteps all around...
Tentative scuffling cross the floor
Of an empty house.
Gravel crunches in the park circle,
A childish yet menacing sound.
Drunken men shout in the distance,
Sounds of a half toothless wonder.
The dope man's house is jumping,
A soul gone from riches to rags,
But he doesn't mind.
One neighbor is ending her day
With a bong on her front steps....
#spiritual
#music
#drugs
#meditation
#poverty
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Not Yours, Never Yours
The moon is not yours.
You can't paint me however you chose,
Not even when my brushes are stuck
To the bottom of a forgotten water cup.
Not even when my lips pout in dismay
And the heart of my muse is broken—
Scattered in the night sky and flying gravel.
The moon is not yours
You will not weaponize my feminity,
Not when I've been raised up strong
By the weathered hands of warriors.
Not when I've learned to rise and fall
Riding both my high and low tides
And burst gracefully with the misty air.
...
You can't paint me however you chose,
Not even when my brushes are stuck
To the bottom of a forgotten water cup.
Not even when my lips pout in dismay
And the heart of my muse is broken—
Scattered in the night sky and flying gravel.
The moon is not yours
You will not weaponize my feminity,
Not when I've been raised up strong
By the weathered hands of warriors.
Not when I've learned to rise and fall
Riding both my high and low tides
And burst gracefully with the misty air.
...
#love
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
#SelfWorth
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we will be stars again
If the end is near, please hasten my release.
This earthly, fleshly prison has steeled it's bars ever colder.
Carnal pleasures drain my spirit,
And my will to live has grown so much older.
Barefoot frolicks through green grass are gone,
And in it's place is an endless routine of maintaining.
Tending to a mechanical garden that is the average life these days
Built to feed the gluttonous mouth of a beast grown on the back of Christianity.
Yes, it's a lie... My life, your life, the world as we know it.
I see far more than the head...
This earthly, fleshly prison has steeled it's bars ever colder.
Carnal pleasures drain my spirit,
And my will to live has grown so much older.
Barefoot frolicks through green grass are gone,
And in it's place is an endless routine of maintaining.
Tending to a mechanical garden that is the average life these days
Built to feed the gluttonous mouth of a beast grown on the back of Christianity.
Yes, it's a lie... My life, your life, the world as we know it.
I see far more than the head...
#earth
#universe
#lover
#apocalypse
#evolution
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Lovin Ain't for the Weak of Heart
Love ain't about the high, after all.
It ain't about the rose colored glaze
You spin over your eyes
When the first serenades
Make their way into your heart strings.
You got to leave your pride at the door,
And I mean those callouses around your soul,
Not the clothes you desperately fling to the floor.
When all your high hopes lead nowhere
And all your false bravado has failed you,
You'll see the destination you chased so rabidly
Was nothing more than a fever minded mirage.
I met my mirror image in a moment of...
It ain't about the rose colored glaze
You spin over your eyes
When the first serenades
Make their way into your heart strings.
You got to leave your pride at the door,
And I mean those callouses around your soul,
Not the clothes you desperately fling to the floor.
When all your high hopes lead nowhere
And all your false bravado has failed you,
You'll see the destination you chased so rabidly
Was nothing more than a fever minded mirage.
I met my mirror image in a moment of...
#love
#LifeChangingMoment
#learning
#LifeCycle
#FeelingLost
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I Was Afraid to Claim You As Mine
I dug my nails into your skin
Salivating over each tender wound,
Spiraling deeper into your madness
Even as you cried out
For me to abandon all hope.
I couldn't stop chasing your rabbit trails...
Your sandpaper hands etched many a poetic song in my skin,
And your velvet voice cooed dizzying love spells and ballads,
Sending me reeling into an intoxicated state of mind.
You were my endless sea of walking artistry.
So proud and crude, yet humble and gentle.
The splendor of a peacock roosting in a royal garden,
But with...
Salivating over each tender wound,
Spiraling deeper into your madness
Even as you cried out
For me to abandon all hope.
I couldn't stop chasing your rabbit trails...
Your sandpaper hands etched many a poetic song in my skin,
And your velvet voice cooed dizzying love spells and ballads,
Sending me reeling into an intoxicated state of mind.
You were my endless sea of walking artistry.
So proud and crude, yet humble and gentle.
The splendor of a peacock roosting in a royal garden,
But with...
#love
#heartbroken
#addiction
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
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...
I'm a broken heap lying
In the darkest corners of my closet,
Where the tendrils creep onto my skin
Leaving dotted lacerations
A map to the hell trapped within.
In the darkest corners of my closet,
Where the tendrils creep onto my skin
Leaving dotted lacerations
A map to the hell trapped within.
#depression
#dark
#MentalHealth #apathy
#MentalHealth #apathy
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naked soul
My heart was once full,
And I danced in the rain.
Barefoot and carefree as a child.
Last year I would lie out in the sunshine,
I would close my eyes and smile.
Seems like 10 years have passed since then,
And I have changed so much.
I've been stripped of every arrogance,
Every wild dream, and every stolen triumph.
Sometimes it seems I've been hollow all along,
And the shadows of my addictions and fears have come to delight me.
I stare into the darkness,
With foggy delusions creeping into my mind.
There's a...
And I danced in the rain.
Barefoot and carefree as a child.
Last year I would lie out in the sunshine,
I would close my eyes and smile.
Seems like 10 years have passed since then,
And I have changed so much.
I've been stripped of every arrogance,
Every wild dream, and every stolen triumph.
Sometimes it seems I've been hollow all along,
And the shadows of my addictions and fears have come to delight me.
I stare into the darkness,
With foggy delusions creeping into my mind.
There's a...
#dark
#death
#drugs #addiction
#drugs #addiction
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Redeem Me
She screams for help but nobody listens.
Her heroes ride in on valiant vows
Only to leave her scorned and ashamed.
Her voice is breaking;
Her hands are shaking.
One bullet and all would end.
Her heroes ride in on valiant vows
Only to leave her scorned and ashamed.
Her voice is breaking;
Her hands are shaking.
One bullet and all would end.
#suicide
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