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.
SELF POEM
Published
8th Sep 2013 00:38am
8th Sep 2013 00:38am
Thoughts on My Life
Sometimes I sit and wonder
If I have a reason to be here
All I can do is over-ponder
My purpose is not clear
I'm not good for much
I'm selfish and I hurt people
I constantly crave sexual touch
My body is an inevitable evil
I deserve nothing
But I still want everything
I want my dream of having a successful singing career
I want a love that's real and forever
I want all the fun and memories my life can hold
I want courage and confidence to be bold
I want beauty and strength and health when I am old
I want so much
But...
If I have a reason to be here
All I can do is over-ponder
My purpose is not clear
I'm not good for much
I'm selfish and I hurt people
I constantly crave sexual touch
My body is an inevitable evil
I deserve nothing
But I still want everything
I want my dream of having a successful singing career
I want a love that's real and forever
I want all the fun and memories my life can hold
I want courage and confidence to be bold
I want beauty and strength and health when I am old
I want so much
But...
755 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Sep 2013 7:35pm
7th Sep 2013 7:35pm
Tired
I'm sick of yelling back and forth
Between the different rooms
I'm sick of playing the role of nurse
Sick of this old frayed broom
Tired of people changing their minds
When they decide to keep me down
Tired of my head spinning unstoppably
Around and around and around
Fed up with being told what I can and can't do
And with never really having a say
Fed up with this same old tiring routine
Day after day after day
Between the different rooms
I'm sick of playing the role of nurse
Sick of this old frayed broom
Tired of people changing their minds
When they decide to keep me down
Tired of my head spinning unstoppably
Around and around and around
Fed up with being told what I can and can't do
And with never really having a say
Fed up with this same old tiring routine
Day after day after day
682 reads
6 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
6th Sep 2013 9:12pm
6th Sep 2013 9:12pm
Not in the Mood
Heat of summer dragging on
Running errands in this hot sun
AC is shot
God damn its hot
Beads of sweat forming now
My upbeat mood going down
Not feeling good
I wish I could
Finally home, hours later
Confronted by a hater
One here I find,
And More online
My patience wearing thin
Can't handle this cackling hen
That's all she is
Spouting her shit
I'm hot, I'm cranky, too bad
Don't start it if you get mad
When I return
To settle and burn
Get on with you, bitch
I can't...
Running errands in this hot sun
AC is shot
God damn its hot
Beads of sweat forming now
My upbeat mood going down
Not feeling good
I wish I could
Finally home, hours later
Confronted by a hater
One here I find,
And More online
My patience wearing thin
Can't handle this cackling hen
That's all she is
Spouting her shit
I'm hot, I'm cranky, too bad
Don't start it if you get mad
When I return
To settle and burn
Get on with you, bitch
I can't...
840 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Sep 2013 7:27pm
5th Sep 2013 7:27pm
The World is my Judge
For the past three years I've sought
To live without people on my back
Or down my throat for things I lack
My entire life I've been taught
Things I now distrust and question
Now I try to live to my own discretion
I can't change the people around me
It's a joke to think that I could
And a debate as to whether I should
It's a constant battle, me against them
I rock the wagon, the rut they're in
It's a deadlock contest, I never win
Should I just lay down and surrender?
Ha! No, it's a war worth being...
To live without people on my back
Or down my throat for things I lack
My entire life I've been taught
Things I now distrust and question
Now I try to live to my own discretion
I can't change the people around me
It's a joke to think that I could
And a debate as to whether I should
It's a constant battle, me against them
I rock the wagon, the rut they're in
It's a deadlock contest, I never win
Should I just lay down and surrender?
Ha! No, it's a war worth being...
804 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Sep 2013 5:06pm
5th Sep 2013 5:06pm
Search of Balance
The average adult laughs 15 times a day; the average child, more than 400 times."
-- Martha Beck
I'm torn between my worlds
Between two very different times
Childhood and coming of age
Conflicts as to whether to turn the page
The person inside myself, my being
Doesn't know what form to take
Who I am now, who I should become,
And who I want to be; its bothersome
I want my heart to remain forever young
Even in this world full of seriousness
Some adults rarely experience laughter
Always full of worry, mind...
-- Martha Beck
I'm torn between my worlds
Between two very different times
Childhood and coming of age
Conflicts as to whether to turn the page
The person inside myself, my being
Doesn't know what form to take
Who I am now, who I should become,
And who I want to be; its bothersome
I want my heart to remain forever young
Even in this world full of seriousness
Some adults rarely experience laughter
Always full of worry, mind...
713 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Sep 2013 6:37am
5th Sep 2013 6:37am
Light in Me
I'm finding myself creating strange new art
The darkness has faded from my muse
I'm now trying to create something beautiful
Not something ugly anymore, I refuse
You are the light in me now, it's intoxicating
The feeling is quite satisfying and good
I love what it does to me, maybe too much
If I could stay in your arms forever I would
You balance me out, you're exactly what I need
A crazy girl like me needs a man like you
A true love, an other half, which I've found
You've torn me, yes, but fixed me again anew
We fit...
The darkness has faded from my muse
I'm now trying to create something beautiful
Not something ugly anymore, I refuse
You are the light in me now, it's intoxicating
The feeling is quite satisfying and good
I love what it does to me, maybe too much
If I could stay in your arms forever I would
You balance me out, you're exactly what I need
A crazy girl like me needs a man like you
A true love, an other half, which I've found
You've torn me, yes, but fixed me again anew
We fit...
787 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
4th Sep 2013 10:50pm
4th Sep 2013 10:50pm
A Thinker's Headache
Thoughts swirl around me
Like a cyclone sent to kill
My head is like a ticking time bomb
Set to explode on its destined will
I don't know why I do this
To stress and worry like always
Questions and theories forming
Until I'm old and acquiring grays
Too inquisitive and suspicious
I put it upon myself, it's true
I can not blame another thinker
For the pondering I do
Sometimes I find my answer
Other times more questions arise
Some still remain unresolved
Some I know are answered by lies
When I find the...
Like a cyclone sent to kill
My head is like a ticking time bomb
Set to explode on its destined will
I don't know why I do this
To stress and worry like always
Questions and theories forming
Until I'm old and acquiring grays
Too inquisitive and suspicious
I put it upon myself, it's true
I can not blame another thinker
For the pondering I do
Sometimes I find my answer
Other times more questions arise
Some still remain unresolved
Some I know are answered by lies
When I find the...
795 reads
5 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 4:47pm
3rd Sep 2013 4:47pm
Respect
When people do not respect us we are sharply offended; yet deep down in his private heart no man much respects himself.”
― Mark Twain
Respect is a precious privilege
It must be earned and kept
Not demanded and held for fear
Some haughty souls seem inept
Unable to grasp this concept
Politeness mustn't be mistaken for
Respect that has not been given
Civility is a courtesy blessing
Anything more must have a reason
Snarky words and loudness isn't one
You may be my elder, but tis only a title
Regardless of age, you...
― Mark Twain
Respect is a precious privilege
It must be earned and kept
Not demanded and held for fear
Some haughty souls seem inept
Unable to grasp this concept
Politeness mustn't be mistaken for
Respect that has not been given
Civility is a courtesy blessing
Anything more must have a reason
Snarky words and loudness isn't one
You may be my elder, but tis only a title
Regardless of age, you...
845 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 1:59pm
3rd Sep 2013 1:59pm
Open vs. Closed Minds
Eyes slow to see, ears half deaf to hear
Minds wrapped up in their bubbles of stubbornness
Never a moments yield to reason and discussion,
Open minds see things for what they are
And ponder carefully what they discover, consequently
They make their judgements, express them reasonably
Hotheaded bigots only look to quarrel and fuss
Open minds look to understand and learn
People are hypocrites, all around,
Where is the sense to be found?
No one is perfect nor should be expected to be
But thick headed people only see what they want to see
Minds wrapped up in their bubbles of stubbornness
Never a moments yield to reason and discussion,
Open minds see things for what they are
And ponder carefully what they discover, consequently
They make their judgements, express them reasonably
Hotheaded bigots only look to quarrel and fuss
Open minds look to understand and learn
People are hypocrites, all around,
Where is the sense to be found?
No one is perfect nor should be expected to be
But thick headed people only see what they want to see
992 reads
8 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 6:38am
3rd Sep 2013 6:38am
Opinions of the World
When it comes down to it, I let them think what they want. If they care enough to bother with what I do, then I'm already better than them.”
― Marilyn Monroe
It started with an innocent mind
With wandering inquiries of fleeting subjects
For a time nothing ever meant much
I was only living by what others told me
But my random musings began to grow roots
Anchoring themselves deep
My own opinions forming and taking hold
Opening my eyes to the world
I saw the useless drama
Burning uncontrollably like a wild fire
I am disgusted by...
― Marilyn Monroe
It started with an innocent mind
With wandering inquiries of fleeting subjects
For a time nothing ever meant much
I was only living by what others told me
But my random musings began to grow roots
Anchoring themselves deep
My own opinions forming and taking hold
Opening my eyes to the world
I saw the useless drama
Burning uncontrollably like a wild fire
I am disgusted by...
683 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Sep 2013 5:45am
3rd Sep 2013 5:45am
All I Want is You
If only you could read me for a day
See yourself through my view
Maybe you'd understand why
The reason I love you the way I do
Honestly you underestimate yourself
Never enough credit where it's due
You're amazing in my eyes baby
I want and need no one else but you
Oh love I wish I could convince you different
You think you're not good for me
But I keep telling you time and time again
I vehemently and unwaveringly disagree
You're my love and my everything
You can't see exactly why
I'm not sure I understand...
See yourself through my view
Maybe you'd understand why
The reason I love you the way I do
Honestly you underestimate yourself
Never enough credit where it's due
You're amazing in my eyes baby
I want and need no one else but you
Oh love I wish I could convince you different
You think you're not good for me
But I keep telling you time and time again
I vehemently and unwaveringly disagree
You're my love and my everything
You can't see exactly why
I'm not sure I understand...
1208 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
2nd Sep 2013 9:04pm
2nd Sep 2013 9:04pm
For My Ex
That night I was unsure
I was weak and vulnerable
And confused
You didn't care to comfort
That was not your intent
I was a fool
You hit me at my soft spot
Not physically but with words
How cruel
You clouded my head somehow
With those poisons you'd always
Affected me
You turned me away from
My hearts true desire
My true other half
The small affections I still had
Buried deep but there stupidly
You found them
The friendly compassion I held
Leftover from what was once...
I was weak and vulnerable
And confused
You didn't care to comfort
That was not your intent
I was a fool
You hit me at my soft spot
Not physically but with words
How cruel
You clouded my head somehow
With those poisons you'd always
Affected me
You turned me away from
My hearts true desire
My true other half
The small affections I still had
Buried deep but there stupidly
You found them
The friendly compassion I held
Leftover from what was once...
795 reads
3 Comments
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