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.
I Miss Us
I let you salivate over my innocence
As you kissed my wounds
Just to cut me open again.
My body arced and sparked
When you traced your dirty fingers
Around the holes in my aching heart.
You exposed the softest parts of me
As I fell deep into your darkness
Eyes closed, the wind on my face was ecstasy.
Oh, to be young and dumb once more!
The woman I am cannot fathom
The love you aroused in the girl I was.
I still think of those icy blue eyes,
And that velvet voice purring to me
That first...
As you kissed my wounds
Just to cut me open again.
My body arced and sparked
When you traced your dirty fingers
Around the holes in my aching heart.
You exposed the softest parts of me
As I fell deep into your darkness
Eyes closed, the wind on my face was ecstasy.
Oh, to be young and dumb once more!
The woman I am cannot fathom
The love you aroused in the girl I was.
I still think of those icy blue eyes,
And that velvet voice purring to me
That first...
#love
#sex
#LifeStruggles
#summer
#sensual
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Relapse On My Mind
I want to crush you under the weight of my sins,
Chopped into perfect little lines on a broken mirror.
I want to snort you in rolled up dollar bills
Eyes watering as my veins rush with a fervor.
I want to lick you from the dope baggy
To taste you on my tongue as I take you in.
Guttural moans rising all night long
Tendrils wrapping 'round me as I let my demons win.
Fuck me till we see the sun peeping in
I promise I won't tell a soul.
I am sunshine and smiles on the outside,
But you know inside me its...
Chopped into perfect little lines on a broken mirror.
I want to snort you in rolled up dollar bills
Eyes watering as my veins rush with a fervor.
I want to lick you from the dope baggy
To taste you on my tongue as I take you in.
Guttural moans rising all night long
Tendrils wrapping 'round me as I let my demons win.
Fuck me till we see the sun peeping in
I promise I won't tell a soul.
I am sunshine and smiles on the outside,
But you know inside me its...
#secrets
#sex
#drugs
#addiction
#dirty
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3 Comments
Fire
The memory of you
Is like poking at fire with a stick.
The warmth seeps through me
Like whiskey humming through my soul.
The embers dance in my eyes
Like the spark you left behind,
But it's dying.
I remember when I said
I'd walk through hell
Just to hold your hand,
But now this heart of mine
Flickers like a lonely coal
At the bottom of the pile
Growing cold.
Is like poking at fire with a stick.
The warmth seeps through me
Like whiskey humming through my soul.
The embers dance in my eyes
Like the spark you left behind,
But it's dying.
I remember when I said
I'd walk through hell
Just to hold your hand,
But now this heart of mine
Flickers like a lonely coal
At the bottom of the pile
Growing cold.
#love
#fire
#lover
#memories
#MovingOn
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Bygones
As the smoke cleared from the rubble
Of what was you and I,
I saw the remains of a dead end love
Two broken hearts reduced to ash.
I rose from the soot
And carried on,
Plagued by contradictions, dreams,
And melancholy what-ifs.
I clung to bits and pieces of you
In knick knacks, pictures, and clothes,
So long standing that they'd blended in—
Just part of the landscape of my life.
I had become a shell of myself:
A memory hoarder. A love scavenger.
An addict picking crumbs of you
From the floor to...
Of what was you and I,
I saw the remains of a dead end love
Two broken hearts reduced to ash.
I rose from the soot
And carried on,
Plagued by contradictions, dreams,
And melancholy what-ifs.
I clung to bits and pieces of you
In knick knacks, pictures, and clothes,
So long standing that they'd blended in—
Just part of the landscape of my life.
I had become a shell of myself:
A memory hoarder. A love scavenger.
An addict picking crumbs of you
From the floor to...
#lover
#SelfReflection
#MovingOn
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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letting go
Should I count the ways you made me cry?
They say God counts every tear as precious,
But that means he counted yours, too.
I guess that means I must forgive you.
How many evils have you seen and held close?
Things haunt you in your sleep.
I've heard you cry, and I've held you tight.
I whispered to you that you'd be alright.
I've heard shameful things about you
In the winds of small town whispers.
Fear nestles itself in my chest
When I remember the secrets you would confess.
I stand on guard for my family...
They say God counts every tear as precious,
But that means he counted yours, too.
I guess that means I must forgive you.
How many evils have you seen and held close?
Things haunt you in your sleep.
I've heard you cry, and I've held you tight.
I whispered to you that you'd be alright.
I've heard shameful things about you
In the winds of small town whispers.
Fear nestles itself in my chest
When I remember the secrets you would confess.
I stand on guard for my family...
#love
#boyfriend
#shame
#addiction
#morality
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thank you
You stole me from the mouth of hell
And ran with the devil on our heels.
I was a church girl gone bad,
But my demons fought yours to the death.
Way down we went
To the bottom of our addictions
Unable to save each other and ourselves.
You slipped from my grasp
Falling fast like a shooting star
Hurdling to the earth.
I run free these days
And you are still captive.
And ran with the devil on our heels.
I was a church girl gone bad,
But my demons fought yours to the death.
Way down we went
To the bottom of our addictions
Unable to save each other and ourselves.
You slipped from my grasp
Falling fast like a shooting star
Hurdling to the earth.
I run free these days
And you are still captive.
#love
#boyfriend
#BestFriend
#drugs
#addiction
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Petty
Lately,
I have been wanting to find you
And throw something at your head
Because I can't stop seeing you
In my dreams.
What is it about you
That still haunts me
Even after almost a year
Of silence between us?
I have been wanting to find you
And throw something at your head
Because I can't stop seeing you
In my dreams.
What is it about you
That still haunts me
Even after almost a year
Of silence between us?
#love
#boyfriend
#dreams
#lover
#memories
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Depression
The old falls away
Flicked into the ash pile of another cigarette—
Cross legged huddled in the warmth of two blankets
Fingers clutching the edges
Longing to feel something other than hollow.
The kind of empty that only at the bottom of a crash
Has leveled and become my lonely nest
Where no one has dared to enter—
No fervent plucking and peeling away the crusted layers
Of mold and death surrounding my heart;
No hammering at the stone caved in
That's sealed me away from the sun.
I snap and snarl like a...
Flicked into the ash pile of another cigarette—
Cross legged huddled in the warmth of two blankets
Fingers clutching the edges
Longing to feel something other than hollow.
The kind of empty that only at the bottom of a crash
Has leveled and become my lonely nest
Where no one has dared to enter—
No fervent plucking and peeling away the crusted layers
Of mold and death surrounding my heart;
No hammering at the stone caved in
That's sealed me away from the sun.
I snap and snarl like a...
#depression
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Stuck in Limbo
In between everything that was
And everything to be
Is something that doesn't quite feel like the present.
My eyes are absent
From the scenes before me
As my mind and heart run away hand in hand
Frolicking through time and space
To places I cannot name or describe.
My mirror is a tell tale sign
As my hair colors change every other week,
My face breaks out,
And my eyebrows alternate between groomed and wild.
Gentleness with myself does not come easy
Because all my self doubt
Screams so fucking...
And everything to be
Is something that doesn't quite feel like the present.
My eyes are absent
From the scenes before me
As my mind and heart run away hand in hand
Frolicking through time and space
To places I cannot name or describe.
My mirror is a tell tale sign
As my hair colors change every other week,
My face breaks out,
And my eyebrows alternate between groomed and wild.
Gentleness with myself does not come easy
Because all my self doubt
Screams so fucking...
#MentalHealth
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
#SelfWorth
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Sober Joke
Somehow I have trampled through these last few months
Feeling crazier than I've ever been
With the latest dear-God-why-did-I-do-that's
Haunting me every night and day.
The drugs are no longer my scapegoat;
I'm left with the sad state of my being
That is ass backward and selfish,
Seemingly forever stuck in my ways.
I'm still on an island that feels ever so familiar.
Like the solitude is all I've ever known.
Anger and paranoia shoot like badly aimed javelins
Hurled at the ones I claim to love and adore.
"I...
Feeling crazier than I've ever been
With the latest dear-God-why-did-I-do-that's
Haunting me every night and day.
The drugs are no longer my scapegoat;
I'm left with the sad state of my being
That is ass backward and selfish,
Seemingly forever stuck in my ways.
I'm still on an island that feels ever so familiar.
Like the solitude is all I've ever known.
Anger and paranoia shoot like badly aimed javelins
Hurled at the ones I claim to love and adore.
"I...
#loneliness
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
#fear
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All Written Out
Beautiful words escape me
As they waft through the cracks of my home
Like cigarette smoke and mold particles
Dancing around my aching head
Before they leave me just a little more sick
And depraved.
As they waft through the cracks of my home
Like cigarette smoke and mold particles
Dancing around my aching head
Before they leave me just a little more sick
And depraved.
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
#emptiness
#poverty
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Alone Still
What do you do
When you're drunk and alone
Unsure of who you're singing to
When these soul wrenching songs come on
From a heartless misfit
That's burned every bridge
Wasted every moment
Broken every heart
Cried every last tear...
What do you do?
When you're drunk and alone
Unsure of who you're singing to
When these soul wrenching songs come on
From a heartless misfit
That's burned every bridge
Wasted every moment
Broken every heart
Cried every last tear...
What do you do?
#depression
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