Submissions by KittyFromHell
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write mostly about my day to day emotions, experiences, and thoughts. Every fucked up thought I have usually ends up here.
The Things I Miss
I saw you today...
Passed each other by
Like the strangers we've become.
Sobriety is becoming on you,
Even in the undoing of what used to be us.
Words catch in my throat
Of things better left unsaid.
A younger, crueler me
Would run my fingers through your beard
And pull your face closer to mine
For one more dive into hell.
The taste of unrequited love is a liar,
But it is so sweet.
It tastes like gravel road sunsets
At the edge of nowhere
Two dumbass kids
Meeting up to steal pieces of heaven
In the...
Passed each other by
Like the strangers we've become.
Sobriety is becoming on you,
Even in the undoing of what used to be us.
Words catch in my throat
Of things better left unsaid.
A younger, crueler me
Would run my fingers through your beard
And pull your face closer to mine
For one more dive into hell.
The taste of unrequited love is a liar,
But it is so sweet.
It tastes like gravel road sunsets
At the edge of nowhere
Two dumbass kids
Meeting up to steal pieces of heaven
In the...
#boyfriend
#gratitude
#love
#lover
#memories
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Blah f**king Blah
"I haven't been to the beach in thirty years,"
"All I do is go to work and go home."
"How are you?"
Can't complain... Nobody would listen."
"I want to burn this place to the ground."
"I haven't had a day off in 14 days."
Working class blues permeate the air,
Choking the life from our once hopes and dreams.
My ambitions have faded into survival.
I watch classmates get Master's Degrees
While I sport two years sober
And don't even have a...
"All I do is go to work and go home."
"How are you?"
Can't complain... Nobody would listen."
"I want to burn this place to the ground."
"I haven't had a day off in 14 days."
Working class blues permeate the air,
Choking the life from our once hopes and dreams.
My ambitions have faded into survival.
I watch classmates get Master's Degrees
While I sport two years sober
And don't even have a...
#addiction
#dreams
#job
#LifeStruggles
#poverty
168 reads
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Mournfully, Mother
I wish I could remember your baby snuggles—
Every coo, every wiggle, every kiss.
Dissociation and my youthful foolishness
Stole away something I didn't think I'd miss.
I forgot to cherish those tiny feet
And the way your hand wrapped around my finger.
I didn't kiss the top of your head enough
While the newborn smell still lingered.
I'll never get those moments back,
And they haunt me in your little brother's eyes.
If I'd been less busy, less afraid, less sad...
Maybe I'd been woman enough to stay by your side.
...
Every coo, every wiggle, every kiss.
Dissociation and my youthful foolishness
Stole away something I didn't think I'd miss.
I forgot to cherish those tiny feet
And the way your hand wrapped around my finger.
I didn't kiss the top of your head enough
While the newborn smell still lingered.
I'll never get those moments back,
And they haunt me in your little brother's eyes.
If I'd been less busy, less afraid, less sad...
Maybe I'd been woman enough to stay by your side.
...
#children
#family
#memories
#motherhood
#regret
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Delusional
I saw another woman in my dreams the other night.
Her pain soaks through my pillow
In phantom tears I cannot feel.
If this is how the tide must turn, set me free.
The paranoia grows tiresome.
Her pain soaks through my pillow
In phantom tears I cannot feel.
If this is how the tide must turn, set me free.
The paranoia grows tiresome.
#love
#lies
#betrayal
#dreams
#sleep
189 reads
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stormy eyes
Your love is manipulation
Creeping into the cracks of my walls.
Vines growing like tendrils
Splitting me to my core.
Tears feel like blackmail
Holding me hostage
While your helpful ways
Chain me to the floor.
I feel naked when you look at me
In ways bare skin never felt.
We fucked but love
Was never part of the deal.
There's rage in my eyes
And war in my hands.
You offer me safety and tenderness.
And all I can do is make you bleed.
Creeping into the cracks of my walls.
Vines growing like tendrils
Splitting me to my core.
Tears feel like blackmail
Holding me hostage
While your helpful ways
Chain me to the floor.
I feel naked when you look at me
In ways bare skin never felt.
We fucked but love
Was never part of the deal.
There's rage in my eyes
And war in my hands.
You offer me safety and tenderness.
And all I can do is make you bleed.
#anxiety
#love
#conflict
#MentalHealth
#fear
218 reads
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Wild Mother
My roots grow deeper
Into soil I never intended to plant myself.
My dandelion seed settled
As a weed growing into a wish
Broken into pieces by a child
To begin the journey again.
Into soil I never intended to plant myself.
My dandelion seed settled
As a weed growing into a wish
Broken into pieces by a child
To begin the journey again.
#birth
#motherhood
#childhood
#learning
#PersonalGrowth
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Dare I?
I clutch my covers childishly
And pull them close
To burrow into the warmth of my sorrows.
The chaos of years gone by
Have become nothing more than
Settling dust and distant screams,
And this bubble I've created
Has become quite cozy.
I have snapped the necks
Of a dozen versions of myself.
Their ghosts linger
As if to taunt me
With glories and regrets
Of my youth,
And their skin and bones
Clutter my halls.
I hesitate to emerge
From this state of reflection
And mourning. ...
And pull them close
To burrow into the warmth of my sorrows.
The chaos of years gone by
Have become nothing more than
Settling dust and distant screams,
And this bubble I've created
Has become quite cozy.
I have snapped the necks
Of a dozen versions of myself.
Their ghosts linger
As if to taunt me
With glories and regrets
Of my youth,
And their skin and bones
Clutter my halls.
I hesitate to emerge
From this state of reflection
And mourning. ...
#depression
#grief
#meditation
#fear
#PersonalGrowth
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Growing Pains
Bitter goodbyes wrap up the past
In boxes lovingly labeled as growing pains.
No longer will I hold the comfort of others
In higher regard to my life and my children,
For they deserve a warrior for a mother
And not a coward.
I've stood too long in the fire
Thinking I deserved the way it turned me to ash.
Grace holds me tenderly,
As my heart lifts up my voice.
Stronger.
Just a little stronger.
In boxes lovingly labeled as growing pains.
No longer will I hold the comfort of others
In higher regard to my life and my children,
For they deserve a warrior for a mother
And not a coward.
I've stood too long in the fire
Thinking I deserved the way it turned me to ash.
Grace holds me tenderly,
As my heart lifts up my voice.
Stronger.
Just a little stronger.
#SelfDiscovery
#PersonalGrowth
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Resolve
Lately, I've been lost for words,
As I finally let my grief and my pain swallow me whole.
Sitting in the woeful sobriety of a new seed growing,
I shed layers of myself over and over.
Some nights, I am reduced to an ugly mess,
Choking on desperate words that seem to linger
Held in the darkness by not so empty air
Where God fills the cracks of my loneliness
With release, clarity, and love.
I never thought the most shaky breath
Would come before statements like
"I am who I am, and I am me."
The resolve that forms...
As I finally let my grief and my pain swallow me whole.
Sitting in the woeful sobriety of a new seed growing,
I shed layers of myself over and over.
Some nights, I am reduced to an ugly mess,
Choking on desperate words that seem to linger
Held in the darkness by not so empty air
Where God fills the cracks of my loneliness
With release, clarity, and love.
I never thought the most shaky breath
Would come before statements like
"I am who I am, and I am me."
The resolve that forms...
#grief
#death
#rebirth
#TimeHeals
#healing
257 reads
3 Comments
Take Care, Goodbye
I wish you knew how much I miss you,
But if you did it'd be like you had the last laugh.
You were my best friend turned into lover,
And I thought you were my other half.
Its crazy there was a time I'd have died for you,
And now we don't even speak.
You're still in my dreams even years later;
Goddamn, how'd you make me so weak?
You dragged me down, I made you hurt,
But I still thought you hung the moon.
I'm stuck here in mourning like you've gone to the grave,
A young ball of passion and fire gone too soon.
...
But if you did it'd be like you had the last laugh.
You were my best friend turned into lover,
And I thought you were my other half.
Its crazy there was a time I'd have died for you,
And now we don't even speak.
You're still in my dreams even years later;
Goddamn, how'd you make me so weak?
You dragged me down, I made you hurt,
But I still thought you hung the moon.
I'm stuck here in mourning like you've gone to the grave,
A young ball of passion and fire gone too soon.
...
#sadness
#love
#depression
#loneliness
#breakup
318 reads
2 Comments
Forgiveness
I will never quite forgive you
For changing the way you did.
How your loveable asshole antics
Turned to the streets for love
Found in the hands of men
Who only sought to take advantage
Of your childhood wounds.
I will never quite forgive those men
Though I see them every other day,
And I pray for them because I know
That they were once wounded children, too.
I pray that they find healing
And that God uses them for good
Though their demons flow through their veins
And wrap themselves around
Every bone and...
For changing the way you did.
How your loveable asshole antics
Turned to the streets for love
Found in the hands of men
Who only sought to take advantage
Of your childhood wounds.
I will never quite forgive those men
Though I see them every other day,
And I pray for them because I know
That they were once wounded children, too.
I pray that they find healing
And that God uses them for good
Though their demons flow through their veins
And wrap themselves around
Every bone and...
#forgiveness
#childhood
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Jaded
I'm beginning to believe I get worse with age
As anger and bitterness bubble up inside me
Spilling to those around me
Without a thought.
Terrible things fly out my mouth
And seep into my heart
Settling there to rot.
If you love me now
You are strong indeed.
As anger and bitterness bubble up inside me
Spilling to those around me
Without a thought.
Terrible things fly out my mouth
And seep into my heart
Settling there to rot.
If you love me now
You are strong indeed.
#anger
#regret
#disappointment #bittersweet
#disappointment #bittersweet
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