Submissions by Irish_Beauty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
The Girl With Daddy Issues.
Yes, I'm that girl...
I fall in love easily,
I fall into bed easily,
between layers of needing to be needed
and a bottomless appetite for hands across my flesh.
Bruises make it that more much worth the while,
because hours later the marks will still be there to remind me
of just how badly you never wanted to let me go.
I'm embracing on something so unrealistic
yet vital to my survival.
Only suffering from this lust hangover
Mmmm...the sweet fluid of sex...
Every time I scream
it's such a beautiful thing.
The intensity...
I fall in love easily,
I fall into bed easily,
between layers of needing to be needed
and a bottomless appetite for hands across my flesh.
Bruises make it that more much worth the while,
because hours later the marks will still be there to remind me
of just how badly you never wanted to let me go.
I'm embracing on something so unrealistic
yet vital to my survival.
Only suffering from this lust hangover
Mmmm...the sweet fluid of sex...
Every time I scream
it's such a beautiful thing.
The intensity...
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A Daughter's Promise
Every time that I smile
Every time that I sigh
I think of your face
And a tear escapes my eye
You were my world
My inspiration and my heart
But when you left me
I thought I would fall apart
You were my best friend
My one true "confidante"
And that's not all you were
You were also my mom
I didn't want to live without you
But you would have wanted me to
And if there's anyone I want to make happy
That anyone is you
I would have given anything to have you back
But I know now that it was meant to be...
Every time that I sigh
I think of your face
And a tear escapes my eye
You were my world
My inspiration and my heart
But when you left me
I thought I would fall apart
You were my best friend
My one true "confidante"
And that's not all you were
You were also my mom
I didn't want to live without you
But you would have wanted me to
And if there's anyone I want to make happy
That anyone is you
I would have given anything to have you back
But I know now that it was meant to be...
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Darkness my dear friend.
Darkness of mind, darkness of soul.
That which claims both the young and the very old.
Darkness you claim to be an ally, a friend,
why then do you only bring about, my impending end.
I feel I'm drowning in the light
no one sees me, no one hears my plight.
The darkness outside is
the darkness within.
That ground inside me
so that I exist only from it.
I need my darkness
without it the light takes over
and I feel I'm dying from this exposure.
Darkness, the sweet, eternal friend
when in fact it would be my final brutal...
That which claims both the young and the very old.
Darkness you claim to be an ally, a friend,
why then do you only bring about, my impending end.
I feel I'm drowning in the light
no one sees me, no one hears my plight.
The darkness outside is
the darkness within.
That ground inside me
so that I exist only from it.
I need my darkness
without it the light takes over
and I feel I'm dying from this exposure.
Darkness, the sweet, eternal friend
when in fact it would be my final brutal...
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Daddy wasn't there.
You were there when I needed you
to catch me if I fall.
But daddy didn't love me
he didn't care at all.
When I was sick you cured me
made sure I was OK,
but daddy never did that
because he went away.
You put me in this life
and were always there for me,
but daddy wasn't there
it was hard for him to see.
I was tucked into bed
and was kissed good-night,
but daddy was never there
to turn off the light.
You held me close to you
every time I fell.
But daddy didn't crack
he stayed inside his shell....
to catch me if I fall.
But daddy didn't love me
he didn't care at all.
When I was sick you cured me
made sure I was OK,
but daddy never did that
because he went away.
You put me in this life
and were always there for me,
but daddy wasn't there
it was hard for him to see.
I was tucked into bed
and was kissed good-night,
but daddy was never there
to turn off the light.
You held me close to you
every time I fell.
But daddy didn't crack
he stayed inside his shell....
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Forget.
Forget how to care.
Forget how to trust.
Forget how to love.
For my sanity, I must.
Been burned by the promises
and many a lie.
I've sat back an watched
as my feelings all die.
I vowed I would love,
honor and cherish ... always.
But ... treats us like we are
invisible ... daily.
How can anyone like that
deserve love from me.
My .... and I
deserve to be free.
Free from the arguing,
the names and mistreating.
Free from the insults
for even just thinking.
For now I will live
as the...
Forget how to trust.
Forget how to love.
For my sanity, I must.
Been burned by the promises
and many a lie.
I've sat back an watched
as my feelings all die.
I vowed I would love,
honor and cherish ... always.
But ... treats us like we are
invisible ... daily.
How can anyone like that
deserve love from me.
My .... and I
deserve to be free.
Free from the arguing,
the names and mistreating.
Free from the insults
for even just thinking.
For now I will live
as the...
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She...
As tears run down her face,
she realized she's made a big mistake.
An utter suffocation,
she's trying to hold on.
But the pain,
the pain's too strong.
The blood's running down her wrist
Her eyes are going shut
but she's trying to hold on
while voices in her head are saying something is going wrong.
She doesn't know where she is or even why she did it.
It started with a razor and a few little cuts.
But became addictive and she cut too much...
Now she's laying on her bed,
wishing she could go back.
As the world disappears and...
she realized she's made a big mistake.
An utter suffocation,
she's trying to hold on.
But the pain,
the pain's too strong.
The blood's running down her wrist
Her eyes are going shut
but she's trying to hold on
while voices in her head are saying something is going wrong.
She doesn't know where she is or even why she did it.
It started with a razor and a few little cuts.
But became addictive and she cut too much...
Now she's laying on her bed,
wishing she could go back.
As the world disappears and...
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Addiction.
I bet you won't call
You know it's true
You're addicted to drugs
I'm addicted to you
I stay up waiting for your call
Insomnia : sleepless
you will never realize
You are my biggest weakness
You said you would be here an hour ago
It's cold and I'm still waiting
It will never be you
Only the drugs I'll be hating
Happy Anniversary baby!
What? Acid again?
Call me when your trip is over
Maybe we can talk then
I don't like this side of you
Drunk, tripping, chapped, whatever!
It hurts so damn bad
But I will leave you never...
You know it's true
You're addicted to drugs
I'm addicted to you
I stay up waiting for your call
Insomnia : sleepless
you will never realize
You are my biggest weakness
You said you would be here an hour ago
It's cold and I'm still waiting
It will never be you
Only the drugs I'll be hating
Happy Anniversary baby!
What? Acid again?
Call me when your trip is over
Maybe we can talk then
I don't like this side of you
Drunk, tripping, chapped, whatever!
It hurts so damn bad
But I will leave you never...
#sadness
#rejection
#breakup
#drugs
#addiction
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Falling away.
I am bored with love
and its passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two by fours and glue
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do eventually
and we allowed
our bodies to become
another pair of hollow shadows
that make love to a wall...
and its passionless limbs
that drape over my bed
in a lethargic state of impotence
while wearing the same red heart
my soul picked up hitchhiking
off highway serendipity
Now here we are
alone in togetherness
trying to build dreams
with two by fours and glue
but even a home
won't tie us together
when our hearts live alone
Poetic vows cliched
into nothingness
like all words do eventually
and we allowed
our bodies to become
another pair of hollow shadows
that make love to a wall...
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I'm sorry mom...
I'm sorry mom, for the things I put you through
I'm sorry mom, for not doing the things you wanted me to do
I'm sorry mom, for leaving you so soon
I'm sorry mom, for that call you got that afternoon
Leaving you was the last thought on mind
Just like so many I guess it was just my time
I thought about you, the last minutes of my life
I thought about my friends and I even thought
about my brother
But mamma I can imagine how this must be for you
Because I see you when you are alone
When nobody else do
I don't want you to feel so much pain...
I'm sorry mom, for not doing the things you wanted me to do
I'm sorry mom, for leaving you so soon
I'm sorry mom, for that call you got that afternoon
Leaving you was the last thought on mind
Just like so many I guess it was just my time
I thought about you, the last minutes of my life
I thought about my friends and I even thought
about my brother
But mamma I can imagine how this must be for you
Because I see you when you are alone
When nobody else do
I don't want you to feel so much pain...
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Not Good Enough.
I help you through hard times, as you do I
But you really don't know how much I hide
Even though we are the best of friends
I really don't think you can understand
I can't bear the hurt, I can't stand the pain
A feeling of numbness I can't explain
This is a life in which I walk alone
Full of hope shattered and broken
Always angry for no reason at all
Constantly wanting to end this brawl
Fighting with myself again and again
Sometimes I want this life to end
Mom's depressed but chooses to hide
Takes out her anger on those by her...
But you really don't know how much I hide
Even though we are the best of friends
I really don't think you can understand
I can't bear the hurt, I can't stand the pain
A feeling of numbness I can't explain
This is a life in which I walk alone
Full of hope shattered and broken
Always angry for no reason at all
Constantly wanting to end this brawl
Fighting with myself again and again
Sometimes I want this life to end
Mom's depressed but chooses to hide
Takes out her anger on those by her...
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Crimson Blood and Poison Tears.
Rain, rain, go away,
Because of you the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out my heart,
Leave me here, tear it apart.
Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace
As I try to stand again;
Alone and standing in the rain.
I don't need you anymore...
Is what I think while tears pour.
I hate you like I hate my life;
But love is what cuts like a knife.
Love is death and death is you;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo.
Those memories come back again
And bind me in the ropes of pain.
Crimson...
Because of you the pain will stay.
Slit my throat, cut out my heart,
Leave me here, tear it apart.
Poison tears stream down my face,
My heart beats at a steady pace
As I try to stand again;
Alone and standing in the rain.
I don't need you anymore...
Is what I think while tears pour.
I hate you like I hate my life;
But love is what cuts like a knife.
Love is death and death is you;
Its pain stains like a black tattoo.
Those memories come back again
And bind me in the ropes of pain.
Crimson...
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Crime of Passion.
Was I wrong?
Was I right?
To have done what I did?
He broke me, he left me.
What was I to do? Admit defeat, I refuse!
My crime was worth some sympathy,
I did what was right to heal myself.
My crime felt good although it was bad.
A passionate love affair was lost and neverfound.
I killed a man, for if he didn't want me, he could never want anyone else.
He was someone's son and now he's gone through
a lustful relationship that didn't go according to plan.
He broke my heart and I broke his neck.
It's a fair price to pay and one I...
Was I right?
To have done what I did?
He broke me, he left me.
What was I to do? Admit defeat, I refuse!
My crime was worth some sympathy,
I did what was right to heal myself.
My crime felt good although it was bad.
A passionate love affair was lost and neverfound.
I killed a man, for if he didn't want me, he could never want anyone else.
He was someone's son and now he's gone through
a lustful relationship that didn't go according to plan.
He broke my heart and I broke his neck.
It's a fair price to pay and one I...
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