Submissions by Indie (Miss Indie)
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Poet Introduction
human, quirky, dark.
SELF POEM
Published
Today 1:40am
Today 1:40am
hey boredom
I count the seconds
between the minutes
the minutes between the hours
and the hours in the day
It's been 3 and half hours
since I woke up
I've downed two coffees
made breakfast
browsed social media
written a poem
been deafened by my feral birds
who don't mind being outside
but would rather be flying free
I'm sitting on my son's kiddy couch outside
we've done a drawing
and we're both half tattooed
in toddler scribble
And as much as I enjoy his happiness
it's not enough to...
between the minutes
the minutes between the hours
and the hours in the day
It's been 3 and half hours
since I woke up
I've downed two coffees
made breakfast
browsed social media
written a poem
been deafened by my feral birds
who don't mind being outside
but would rather be flying free
I'm sitting on my son's kiddy couch outside
we've done a drawing
and we're both half tattooed
in toddler scribble
And as much as I enjoy his happiness
it's not enough to...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#MentalHealth
#boredom
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
Yesterday 11:21pm
Yesterday 11:21pm
are you ready to go?
These days are negatively numbered
there's no time and there's only time
one day soon your silence
will be permanent
and everything I don't know
I'll never know
It's amazing how we can hold
a whole hidden life inside ourselves
with answers to questions
no one ever thinks to ask
a history of adventures in our veins
that'll be forgotten
when the blood stops pumping
Sometimes I wish
you could live forever
not because you're happy
or you've got life left unlived
I'm just not not ready ...
there's no time and there's only time
one day soon your silence
will be permanent
and everything I don't know
I'll never know
It's amazing how we can hold
a whole hidden life inside ourselves
with answers to questions
no one ever thinks to ask
a history of adventures in our veins
that'll be forgotten
when the blood stops pumping
Sometimes I wish
you could live forever
not because you're happy
or you've got life left unlived
I'm just not not ready ...
#love
#family
#death
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SELF POEM
Published
1st Jul 2022 11:06pm
1st Jul 2022 11:06pm
Rain
My mood betrays me
sometimes I need
blue skies to smile
I'm tired of the cold
hands pressed against frigid glass
praying for a break in the grey
But the grey doesn't move
it settles in its blinding grim existence
and refuses to cease its tears
that drown out everything else
until nothing is left
but sadness in my hands
and a chill in my soul
that craves sunshine and blue skies
My mood betrays me
© Indie Adams 2022
sometimes I need
blue skies to smile
I'm tired of the cold
hands pressed against frigid glass
praying for a break in the grey
But the grey doesn't move
it settles in its blinding grim existence
and refuses to cease its tears
that drown out everything else
until nothing is left
but sadness in my hands
and a chill in my soul
that craves sunshine and blue skies
My mood betrays me
© Indie Adams 2022
#depression
#rain
#MentalHealth #despair
#MentalHealth #despair
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LOVE POEM
Published
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
27th Jun 2022 00:08am
she left more than scars behind
Some days I hate myself
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
like my reflection hasn't changed
in 15 years and I'm still the same person
who held all her lies
like they were precious gemstones
that could be compressed
into something honest
with enough time, pressure and love
But she didn't love me
couldn't love me
when she was too busy
chasing more interesting demons
than a quiet lover at home
and then resented me
for chasing my own adventures
Some days it feels like karma
like I'm forever paying for who I am
it's just...
#love
#emotional
#healing
#hurt
#DomesticViolence
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2022 00:05am
22nd Jun 2022 00:05am
this is what my depression looks like
I showered today
for the first time
in a week
because I was tired
of my own body odor
and looking like an
oversized scarecrow
with birds nest hair
It took five minutes
and some swearing
to brush the
baby dreadlocks out
I washed the dishes
vacuumed the floor
and binged watched
at least 3 TV shows
before I was able
to get off the couch
to do even the bare
minimum of self care
and house work
But I also reasoned
it's not your job
to look out for me ...
for the first time
in a week
because I was tired
of my own body odor
and looking like an
oversized scarecrow
with birds nest hair
It took five minutes
and some swearing
to brush the
baby dreadlocks out
I washed the dishes
vacuumed the floor
and binged watched
at least 3 TV shows
before I was able
to get off the couch
to do even the bare
minimum of self care
and house work
But I also reasoned
it's not your job
to look out for me ...
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#illness
#MentalHealth
#apathy
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2022 5:15am
21st Jun 2022 5:15am
torment (with Crimsin)
don't give a fuck about me
I am cold to the touch
I cringe when someone reaches for me
I will never let you see me anyway
I don't like being looked at
I was hoping you didn't notice
I was spinning out of control
coming closer to the edge
one, two, three let's jump
my rage cuts
plus I like the pain
so torment belongs to me
in the end you will hate me
I won't take anyone with me
darkness follows where I go
I love you did I forget to tell you
fight the tide that is me
pretend you don't see me ...
I am cold to the touch
I cringe when someone reaches for me
I will never let you see me anyway
I don't like being looked at
I was hoping you didn't notice
I was spinning out of control
coming closer to the edge
one, two, three let's jump
my rage cuts
plus I like the pain
so torment belongs to me
in the end you will hate me
I won't take anyone with me
darkness follows where I go
I love you did I forget to tell you
fight the tide that is me
pretend you don't see me ...
#depression
#dark
#LifeStruggles
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Jun 2022 4:42am
21st Jun 2022 4:42am
in between moments
Today starts like every other day
with a decaf coffee and general anxiety
I hate the butterflies fluttering under my skin
that tell me I’m alive in all the wrong ways
I miss waking up with a smile
without waiting for every moment to end
until I can sleep dreamless sleep
and wake up tomorrow with the spark
of hope that I won’t feel
like I’m living in groundhog day
with less suicide attempts
and piano mastery
I know this path I’ve chosen
is the harder one to walk
it’s uncomfortable to sit
in...
with a decaf coffee and general anxiety
I hate the butterflies fluttering under my skin
that tell me I’m alive in all the wrong ways
I miss waking up with a smile
without waiting for every moment to end
until I can sleep dreamless sleep
and wake up tomorrow with the spark
of hope that I won’t feel
like I’m living in groundhog day
with less suicide attempts
and piano mastery
I know this path I’ve chosen
is the harder one to walk
it’s uncomfortable to sit
in...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Jun 2022 2:28am
20th Jun 2022 2:28am
one moment at a time
I live my life
one hour at a time
I can't see beyond that
I lost hope a while back
trapped myself in the labyrinth
in my mind
and I'm still wandering around
trailing blood along the walls
looking for a light
with an exit sign
that says
"Better here is"
Because I want more
than living moment to moment
jumping at the shadow ghosts
that hover in my peripheral vision
but aren't really there
I lived a life beyond
imaginary fears
not that many yesterday's ago
and I'd...
one hour at a time
I can't see beyond that
I lost hope a while back
trapped myself in the labyrinth
in my mind
and I'm still wandering around
trailing blood along the walls
looking for a light
with an exit sign
that says
"Better here is"
Because I want more
than living moment to moment
jumping at the shadow ghosts
that hover in my peripheral vision
but aren't really there
I lived a life beyond
imaginary fears
not that many yesterday's ago
and I'd...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles #drugs
#LifeStruggles #drugs
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th Jun 2022 00:09am
20th Jun 2022 00:09am
everyone has shadows
There's a violence
in your bones
my inner
dark romantic loves
But I'll never
hold you that way
those dreams
are long gone
lost to reality
and time and the
realisation that
not all bridges
are worth crossing
especially the ones
that we constantly
light on fire
I've lived by the motto
don't ask, don't tell
when it comes to way
your hands curl into fists
ready to break things
I can't see
can't know about
because it's better for us both
if I don't know...
in your bones
my inner
dark romantic loves
But I'll never
hold you that way
those dreams
are long gone
lost to reality
and time and the
realisation that
not all bridges
are worth crossing
especially the ones
that we constantly
light on fire
I've lived by the motto
don't ask, don't tell
when it comes to way
your hands curl into fists
ready to break things
I can't see
can't know about
because it's better for us both
if I don't know...
#dark
#friendship
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Jun 2022 2:22am
18th Jun 2022 2:22am
naked goddess (with Crimsin)
midnight glare at my vulnerability
I shrink back in my skin
aware of my nakedness
I seek to cover what the spirits desire to reveal about me
In contemptuous need my hurt glory over my pain
anxiety became anger within and I spin
while vital truths were spilled from me
pooling around me like venom with teeth
in vain I toil to hide the madness
its incessant chatter doesn't let me forget my monsters
I don't want you to see me like this
so raw and bare and empty of hope
I always want to show my strength
but...
I shrink back in my skin
aware of my nakedness
I seek to cover what the spirits desire to reveal about me
In contemptuous need my hurt glory over my pain
anxiety became anger within and I spin
while vital truths were spilled from me
pooling around me like venom with teeth
in vain I toil to hide the madness
its incessant chatter doesn't let me forget my monsters
I don't want you to see me like this
so raw and bare and empty of hope
I always want to show my strength
but...
#love
#hope
#dark
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jun 2022 2:33am
17th Jun 2022 2:33am
the tree is still beautiful without its leaves
I watch her grow
and then tear off her limbs
for a man that doesn't
love her right
Self realisation
isn't always freeing
when you're held under
and told to suck it up
because deep down
he's a good man
provides his family
drinks too much
spends all his free time
in video games
and doesn't understand sex
is a two sided affair
And maybe she'd have left him
if they didn't have a kid
but there's stability in his job
and it's nice not living in poverty
though the psychological...
and then tear off her limbs
for a man that doesn't
love her right
Self realisation
isn't always freeing
when you're held under
and told to suck it up
because deep down
he's a good man
provides his family
drinks too much
spends all his free time
in video games
and doesn't understand sex
is a two sided affair
And maybe she'd have left him
if they didn't have a kid
but there's stability in his job
and it's nice not living in poverty
though the psychological...
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#DomesticViolence
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Jun 2022 2:05am
13th Jun 2022 2:05am
words on a page of dreams
It's a cold boring day
on the couch with the sniffles
I drink black coffee
and flick through an e-magazine
while my son plays on the floor
occasionally coming over for cuddles
the sound of a kids show
like white noise in the background
I'm reading the Australian magazine
Frankie
it's the kind of publication
I'd like to be in one day
if I could ever think of anything
interesting to say
or have some creation
worth showing
that was just the right combination
of unique art
and mainstream...
on the couch with the sniffles
I drink black coffee
and flick through an e-magazine
while my son plays on the floor
occasionally coming over for cuddles
the sound of a kids show
like white noise in the background
I'm reading the Australian magazine
Frankie
it's the kind of publication
I'd like to be in one day
if I could ever think of anything
interesting to say
or have some creation
worth showing
that was just the right combination
of unique art
and mainstream...
#hope
#LifeGoals
#myself
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