Submissions by Indie (Miss Indie)
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Poet Introduction
human, quirky, dark.
I'm alive
Take this loneliness
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
and fuck it all the way to hell
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
I forgot what it was to feel
I forgot what it was to see
this morning hits
like a lover's caress
taking me to the edge of wonder
I'm alive
for just a little while
I'm alive
until the storm clouds in my head
bloom into the light of everything
and it feels like I'm dying again
But I'm not dead
I'm alive
I'm alive
I'm alive
And I want to hold onto that wonder
that somehow...
#depression
#hope
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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time is optional
Can you love me
like you have the time for me?
Every summer we promise
to catch up
but you always find a reason
to be somewhere else
only to call when everyone else
has hung up the phone
You give us stupid titles
like "best friend soulmates"
and send me memes
to let me know you love me
but if I ever held a gun to my head
and needed someone to talk me down
I wouldn't call you, babe
You're my fair weather bestie
and I'm your free therapist
and every time I cut you...
like you have the time for me?
Every summer we promise
to catch up
but you always find a reason
to be somewhere else
only to call when everyone else
has hung up the phone
You give us stupid titles
like "best friend soulmates"
and send me memes
to let me know you love me
but if I ever held a gun to my head
and needed someone to talk me down
I wouldn't call you, babe
You're my fair weather bestie
and I'm your free therapist
and every time I cut you...
#friendship
#lies
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he's a bitch
He's such a bitch
looks wicked in a dress
stole my knee high stilettos
and never gave them back
You look so pretty boy
you look so fine either way
you make the prettiest girl, boy
you're so hot I wish you weren't gay
Queen of betrayal
queen of all lies
he's all smiles and sweetness
until he steals your cash to get high
Have a shot for the kings
have a shot for the queens
have a shot for the wannabes
and one for the has-beens
Take a pill, take a line
pop another cherry...
looks wicked in a dress
stole my knee high stilettos
and never gave them back
You look so pretty boy
you look so fine either way
you make the prettiest girl, boy
you're so hot I wish you weren't gay
Queen of betrayal
queen of all lies
he's all smiles and sweetness
until he steals your cash to get high
Have a shot for the kings
have a shot for the queens
have a shot for the wannabes
and one for the has-beens
Take a pill, take a line
pop another cherry...
#betrayal
#friendship
#gay #LGBT
#gay #LGBT
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Am I the equivalent of elevator music?
You wrap me up in empty promises
I want to want you
I want to want you
but you always leave me waiting
for the bass drop that never comes
and this melody is getting old
You pin me down
without pinning me down
and am I so desperate for love
I would accept less than the minimum
just so I can tell myself I'm wanted?
You look at me
like I'm everything
but your words betray you
your absence of touch speaks so loud
and I'm reminded of how it feels
to be unloveable
Am I so unloveable...
I want to want you
I want to want you
but you always leave me waiting
for the bass drop that never comes
and this melody is getting old
You pin me down
without pinning me down
and am I so desperate for love
I would accept less than the minimum
just so I can tell myself I'm wanted?
You look at me
like I'm everything
but your words betray you
your absence of touch speaks so loud
and I'm reminded of how it feels
to be unloveable
Am I so unloveable...
#hurt
#loneliness
#love
#lover
#rejection
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don't look down, you might find a mirror
You walk around these streets
like you didn't come from nothing
like there's no ghetto left
in your veins
You asked me if I saw the junkie's
with a new born that just moved in
a few doors down
I know who you're talking about
but I didn't look at them
and think "junkie"
when I saw them
And maybe I'm the one who's naive
or maybe I don't look at poverty
and think they must be drug addicts
because you don't need to be poor
to have problems
you just have to be poor with problems ...
like you didn't come from nothing
like there's no ghetto left
in your veins
You asked me if I saw the junkie's
with a new born that just moved in
a few doors down
I know who you're talking about
but I didn't look at them
and think "junkie"
when I saw them
And maybe I'm the one who's naive
or maybe I don't look at poverty
and think they must be drug addicts
because you don't need to be poor
to have problems
you just have to be poor with problems ...
#addiction
#hypocrisy
#poverty
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it's not Halloween but this ghost costume still fits
Don't look at me
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
don't talk to me
I have nothing, NOTHING
to say
I'm a head full of empty air
no, NO
I'm worse that that
I'm a head full of stagnant air
empty at least has potential
but stagnant is where
brainwaves go to die
I think all my important brainwaves have died
I tried to read an essay
on the hibernation cycle of mammals
I got half way through and gave up
because it turns out I really hate
the word "torpor"
though the silver lining of that
is that I now...
#boredom
#depression
#myself
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
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this darkness
You tell me there's light to be seen
if I just step outside
but I must be blind
under the storm cloud in my head
that takes everything beautiful
and leaves me hollow
You tell me the sunshine's waiting
but I can't bear the world outside
where people talk and smile
and live their lives in colour
cause if I go outside
I'll have to pretend I'm not a ghost
if I was any more empty
I'd be as invisible as the pain inside
It's dark in here
can't you see it's dark in here
(it's so fucking dark in here)...
if I just step outside
but I must be blind
under the storm cloud in my head
that takes everything beautiful
and leaves me hollow
You tell me the sunshine's waiting
but I can't bear the world outside
where people talk and smile
and live their lives in colour
cause if I go outside
I'll have to pretend I'm not a ghost
if I was any more empty
I'd be as invisible as the pain inside
It's dark in here
can't you see it's dark in here
(it's so fucking dark in here)...
#depression
#despair
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
#LifeStruggles #MentalHealth
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insulted rain (with Crimsin)
intrepid need insults my intelligence
and I succumb to the grief it causes
inside a raging storm of feeling
angry lust insinuates love elsewhere
such a grand feeling
to be titled so
when it usually brings devastating pain
soul stitches threatening to unravel, our love on the line
hurtful knowledge, to love is to hurt
thoughts of us, keep plaguing me
memories of days in the sun
laughing, you're my best friend
Would you recognise my true face
if you could see the scathing aura of my pain?
Or would you call...
and I succumb to the grief it causes
inside a raging storm of feeling
angry lust insinuates love elsewhere
such a grand feeling
to be titled so
when it usually brings devastating pain
soul stitches threatening to unravel, our love on the line
hurtful knowledge, to love is to hurt
thoughts of us, keep plaguing me
memories of days in the sun
laughing, you're my best friend
Would you recognise my true face
if you could see the scathing aura of my pain?
Or would you call...
#heartbroken
#love
#relationships
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postmortem charades (with Adagio)
with the evidence of charade
touching me post postmortem
lusting with unhinged eyes...
depravity with perils of flesh
naked insanity in grim scenarios...
obsessed
in whispers of autopsy
of dubious consent
paying the piper with my soul
with the incestuous catnip
of the ambiguous blurbs
carnality's potholes
touch me through the veil
scratched and dirty
with your sins
we make clumped earth
our lover's bed bursting with seeds
that will transcend the afterlife
lungs...
touching me post postmortem
lusting with unhinged eyes...
depravity with perils of flesh
naked insanity in grim scenarios...
obsessed
in whispers of autopsy
of dubious consent
paying the piper with my soul
with the incestuous catnip
of the ambiguous blurbs
carnality's potholes
touch me through the veil
scratched and dirty
with your sins
we make clumped earth
our lover's bed bursting with seeds
that will transcend the afterlife
lungs...
#dark
#ghosts
#love #lust
#love #lust
100 reads
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