Submissions by I_was_rare_once (RareDreamer)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I just write to release. I love writing and if you want to teach me new style, reach out! i am open to hear and learn.much love and happy writing!
#10
Blink.
Sometimes it feels like that is all I can do.
At sometime I lost control and so I'll just drown it out.
Blink.
The light coming from my window falls sweetly on my pillow.
Hard to move on when nothing is wrong.
glance over next to me, asleep and content dreaming of where we have been.
Get out of bed, take a few steps see no regrets coming out of this one.
Dark. Its hot and its wet got the steam and the scent so now I am finally clean.
White, had my eyes closed for to long, think reality's gone, nope, just my morning coffee.
How...
Sometimes it feels like that is all I can do.
At sometime I lost control and so I'll just drown it out.
Blink.
The light coming from my window falls sweetly on my pillow.
Hard to move on when nothing is wrong.
glance over next to me, asleep and content dreaming of where we have been.
Get out of bed, take a few steps see no regrets coming out of this one.
Dark. Its hot and its wet got the steam and the scent so now I am finally clean.
White, had my eyes closed for to long, think reality's gone, nope, just my morning coffee.
How...
#depression
#PTSD
#SelfHarm
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Interlude 1
I remember the last time i saw you.
I was at my lowest and i decided to show it.
I remember sitting on the floor like 3 feet from everyone else in front of a couch and one person saw me and asked if i was fine.
At the time i was seeing just how bad it all was.
So i did not answer.
They did not push.
That hurt like hell to know that not one person truly cared about me to spend time with me or to truly get to know me.
You put no work in, i only wish to see what time can do.
The point i have made is you will spend time and energy trying to know who a...
I was at my lowest and i decided to show it.
I remember sitting on the floor like 3 feet from everyone else in front of a couch and one person saw me and asked if i was fine.
At the time i was seeing just how bad it all was.
So i did not answer.
They did not push.
That hurt like hell to know that not one person truly cared about me to spend time with me or to truly get to know me.
You put no work in, i only wish to see what time can do.
The point i have made is you will spend time and energy trying to know who a...
#relationships
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#9
Strike a match,
Shiny silver steel.
Wet red,
Dry red,
It's all the same feel.
Make a difference or just stay concealed?
Is the pain to great or are you just unwilling to heal?
Cold hands in a cold night?
Get some gloves so you wont have to fight.
Most stay scared but it will be alright.
These feelings we feel tend to draw the strings tight,
Just please remember that that's part of life.
Talk.
Let it out because I want to hear.
You stay silent all your life cus you give in to your fear.
Don't do that, let God...
Shiny silver steel.
Wet red,
Dry red,
It's all the same feel.
Make a difference or just stay concealed?
Is the pain to great or are you just unwilling to heal?
Cold hands in a cold night?
Get some gloves so you wont have to fight.
Most stay scared but it will be alright.
These feelings we feel tend to draw the strings tight,
Just please remember that that's part of life.
Talk.
Let it out because I want to hear.
You stay silent all your life cus you give in to your fear.
Don't do that, let God...
#anxiety
#fear
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#suicide
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#8
The oldest of faces yet farthest of friends.
The one who was shaken and yet still remains.
Through trials and trouble and sorrows and danger,
He looked and found a way to put to death his own anger.
On lifes path he had long last wondered.
Till by the side he cried as he pondered.
"if the path is so long and people are evil, what is the point should i continue?"
Then it hit him, the reason and purpose: to love and serve a god who knows what his hurt is.
More things in his mind then ever before, he looked and he saw this word from the old, ...
The one who was shaken and yet still remains.
Through trials and trouble and sorrows and danger,
He looked and found a way to put to death his own anger.
On lifes path he had long last wondered.
Till by the side he cried as he pondered.
"if the path is so long and people are evil, what is the point should i continue?"
Then it hit him, the reason and purpose: to love and serve a god who knows what his hurt is.
More things in his mind then ever before, he looked and he saw this word from the old, ...
#friendship
#kindness
#misunderstood
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#3
At one point I had lived in a sort of dream.
Life felt as a whole like those winter days in everyone's childhood where you felt safe and happy and boundless.
Wondering in the snowscape and having the inexpressible feelings course through your veins.
Then I woke up to reality.
One can say the sun set and the bed bid the weary travelers to come and die in the undisturbed tomb that is our souless and joyless lives.
Well, no flare here, what you make of you own life is purely subjective anyway.
But what can I say? all I know is how to get lost in the ugly charm...
Life felt as a whole like those winter days in everyone's childhood where you felt safe and happy and boundless.
Wondering in the snowscape and having the inexpressible feelings course through your veins.
Then I woke up to reality.
One can say the sun set and the bed bid the weary travelers to come and die in the undisturbed tomb that is our souless and joyless lives.
Well, no flare here, what you make of you own life is purely subjective anyway.
But what can I say? all I know is how to get lost in the ugly charm...
#bittersweet
#FirstLove
#obsession #TimeHeals
#obsession #TimeHeals
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Do...
Do trees desire leaves post-fallen,
And the shadows they create?
And can humans truly long for a man made up of mistakes?
And the shadows they create?
And can humans truly long for a man made up of mistakes?
#minimalist
#morality
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Journey
Alone on my path.
Lonely a thought of the past.
I must persist on.
Lonely a thought of the past.
I must persist on.
#haiku
#strength
#passion
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Holographic
These things used to be people.
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
These people used to seem like friends.
But it's just a hologram.
I can see through it. I can...move through it.
Some kind of sick joke I am.
No more laughs now.
I wave my hand through one beam of light fruitlessly in hopes I was dreaming.
No dreams.
I can't find my power cord.
So I unplug theirs.
It's just light working the way I wanted it to.
I can move them with my keyboard and voice.
But they don't seem to care afterward.
Programs are like that, you know.
When friends and enemies both...
#friendship
#hypocrisy
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Donepezil
I give it my all to remember.
Remembering is never enough.
The words that I am saying, are blurrs of thoughts mixed up.
Mind light: acetaminophen,
Delight lost and its unsettling.
Broken bonds and to hell with them.
Because after all, dementia always wins.
Anger and flashes!
Just teases, really.
No one can know this true pain and fury.
No one but me feels without feeling.
Inside? There is no inside.
Outside of my mind is a world unforgettable.
Sink as I forget it.
I will sink too.
Promise we will be together, when im...
Remembering is never enough.
The words that I am saying, are blurrs of thoughts mixed up.
Mind light: acetaminophen,
Delight lost and its unsettling.
Broken bonds and to hell with them.
Because after all, dementia always wins.
Anger and flashes!
Just teases, really.
No one can know this true pain and fury.
No one but me feels without feeling.
Inside? There is no inside.
Outside of my mind is a world unforgettable.
Sink as I forget it.
I will sink too.
Promise we will be together, when im...
#emptiness
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Safe and Sound
Happ ending.
Forgot why.
Subtle flickers of light at the end of my tunnel eyes.
This is it.
The leaves like cards are dealt to the willing ground.
Hungers long after the winds swept through the branches.
This can't be my fate?
Can it?
My heart burns with passion.
And yet I lie here passive.
The way out seems so far away.
The way out is arms length.
My body slips the inspection.
And yet I never learned my lesson.
Can you remember the good days?
Lately I've been broken like branches after a storm.
No...
Forgot why.
Subtle flickers of light at the end of my tunnel eyes.
This is it.
The leaves like cards are dealt to the willing ground.
Hungers long after the winds swept through the branches.
This can't be my fate?
Can it?
My heart burns with passion.
And yet I lie here passive.
The way out seems so far away.
The way out is arms length.
My body slips the inspection.
And yet I never learned my lesson.
Can you remember the good days?
Lately I've been broken like branches after a storm.
No...
#anxiety
#despair
#shame
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Big, dumb, Ugly mammoth.
#culture
#hate
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The lantern
The lantern burns in the cool night air.
Casting shadows in a ring best described as Alluring.
But a shadow is not cast at all,
A shadow...
Is nothing.
And so. Therefore...
The one who holds the lamp, he,
who is shadow in average happenstance;
Is lost without charm to draw a solution toward his core.
The lantern,
Then.
Is the worlds eye. Its point where all makes sense.
The one who holds it is not.
So when the lamp dies,
...
SO DOES THE WORLD TO THE ONE WHO HELD...
The lantern.
Casting shadows in a ring best described as Alluring.
But a shadow is not cast at all,
A shadow...
Is nothing.
And so. Therefore...
The one who holds the lamp, he,
who is shadow in average happenstance;
Is lost without charm to draw a solution toward his core.
The lantern,
Then.
Is the worlds eye. Its point where all makes sense.
The one who holds it is not.
So when the lamp dies,
...
SO DOES THE WORLD TO THE ONE WHO HELD...
The lantern.
#humankind
#night
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