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.
Cry Baby Cry On
Bite your tongue,
And swallow those words.
Enough years have passed
For you to know
When things are better off
Left alone.
Sometimes a heartfelt confession
Is more for one's own conscience
And not a goddamn thing for the other
Except reopening old wounds
That continuously fester.
"Why here? Why now?"
The air seems to whisper.
All this time,
And life beating you to your knees
Was what it took
To humble you?
The bed you made is hell;
I know that helpless, pained look. ...
And swallow those words.
Enough years have passed
For you to know
When things are better off
Left alone.
Sometimes a heartfelt confession
Is more for one's own conscience
And not a goddamn thing for the other
Except reopening old wounds
That continuously fester.
"Why here? Why now?"
The air seems to whisper.
All this time,
And life beating you to your knees
Was what it took
To humble you?
The bed you made is hell;
I know that helpless, pained look. ...
#depression
#acceptance
#emotional
#hurt
#emotions
355 reads
1 Comment
Fragile Like a Bomb
You're like the tinkling
Of a fairy voice,
Leaving bits of pixie dust
Scattered wherever you walk,
With a tinge of Alice in Wonderland
Mad Hatter delusions.
Glazed eyes
And doped up smiles
With cynical jokes
To cover the melancholy
That consumes you
When you swallow
The doc's endless prescriptions.
"I'm alive, I'm alive!"
Your gleeful presence
Seems to declare.
Somewhere hidden
In the thoughtful lyrics
On your playlist
And in the blank space
Of your dissociation, ...
Of a fairy voice,
Leaving bits of pixie dust
Scattered wherever you walk,
With a tinge of Alice in Wonderland
Mad Hatter delusions.
Glazed eyes
And doped up smiles
With cynical jokes
To cover the melancholy
That consumes you
When you swallow
The doc's endless prescriptions.
"I'm alive, I'm alive!"
Your gleeful presence
Seems to declare.
Somewhere hidden
In the thoughtful lyrics
On your playlist
And in the blank space
Of your dissociation, ...
#love
#BestFriend
#friendship
#drugs
#MentalHealth
437 reads
2 Comments
Survivor
Your eyes look
Like shattered porcelain dolls,
A permanently wide eyed
And feral expression.
Yet, you still carry on
For family's sake,
Because a part of you
Has given up
And crawled away to die.
They tell you they love you
With all their God fearing,
Unworthy pieces,
But sometimes you still feel
The sweat, the shame,
The stinging pain,
And the sound of the old man's voice.
Still, you fervently say,
"God rest his soul,"
While all of you rages
For years old cries
To be finally...
Like shattered porcelain dolls,
A permanently wide eyed
And feral expression.
Yet, you still carry on
For family's sake,
Because a part of you
Has given up
And crawled away to die.
They tell you they love you
With all their God fearing,
Unworthy pieces,
But sometimes you still feel
The sweat, the shame,
The stinging pain,
And the sound of the old man's voice.
Still, you fervently say,
"God rest his soul,"
While all of you rages
For years old cries
To be finally...
#childhood
#betrayal
#memories
#hypocrisy
#hurt
438 reads
2 Comments
Black Ink Promises
Your presence sometimes becomes
Something of a distant thought,
A long gone childhood friend
Lost to the years of our grown up distress,
But no, how could I ever forget?
Springing up most haphazardly,
We observe one other with shaking heads,
Only arriving when a storm is brewing
Or just beginning to settle into dust...
Tell me, is it this black ink promise that we trust?
Engraved in our skin forever,
These words are a stubborn tie
Bonding us even in silence;
I fear that you no longer see me,
As if I am...
Something of a distant thought,
A long gone childhood friend
Lost to the years of our grown up distress,
But no, how could I ever forget?
Springing up most haphazardly,
We observe one other with shaking heads,
Only arriving when a storm is brewing
Or just beginning to settle into dust...
Tell me, is it this black ink promise that we trust?
Engraved in our skin forever,
These words are a stubborn tie
Bonding us even in silence;
I fear that you no longer see me,
As if I am...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#memories
#addiction
#support
489 reads
1 Comment
Trailer Park Luxuries
Although my floors may be sinking,
My walls are full of dampness,
And the paint job is crudely done,
I take a deep breath
And remember thankfulness
For small luxuries.
My bumper clings for dear life
Held on by zippy ties
And stubbornness,
But the car is paid in full.
The gravel driveways
May be full of dips and bumps,
But I can roll in thumping
My favorite music
Cranked as loud as I please.
Overzealous factory speakers
Put their bass down deep
In my soul,
And no one seems to mind a bit. ...
My walls are full of dampness,
And the paint job is crudely done,
I take a deep breath
And remember thankfulness
For small luxuries.
My bumper clings for dear life
Held on by zippy ties
And stubbornness,
But the car is paid in full.
The gravel driveways
May be full of dips and bumps,
But I can roll in thumping
My favorite music
Cranked as loud as I please.
Overzealous factory speakers
Put their bass down deep
In my soul,
And no one seems to mind a bit. ...
#love
#home
#peace
#gratitude
#poverty
497 reads
5 Comments
Can't Change
I only chase the ones who hurt me
And leave me lonely.
Passionate speeches of love
Send me into a panic,
Lashing out and making excuses.
"Forever" sounds like screeching
Nails on a chalkboard,
A needle in my ear,
And I do not know why.
So much for all the psychological
And spiritual learning I've done.
Still don't know the first thing
About how to fit my broken pieces
Together in a way
That will not hurt you so.
And leave me lonely.
Passionate speeches of love
Send me into a panic,
Lashing out and making excuses.
"Forever" sounds like screeching
Nails on a chalkboard,
A needle in my ear,
And I do not know why.
So much for all the psychological
And spiritual learning I've done.
Still don't know the first thing
About how to fit my broken pieces
Together in a way
That will not hurt you so.
#love
#depression
#loneliness
#rejection
#childhood
374 reads
1 Comment
She Wolf
Her smile is as terrifying
As it is beautiful
When her lips seem to curl into a snarl
As she bares her teeth
In a blood curdling
Yet oh-so-dainty way.
Ferocious little she wolf
Walks with the grace
Of a delicate lady
As well as the poise
Of a mother
Readied to defend
Her pups and her dignity.
Blood drips
From her teeth
As her eyes glisten
Like the twinkle
Of one gone mad,
But her aura is vicious,
Suffocatingly sweet
And soothing
While she tears
Out your...
As it is beautiful
When her lips seem to curl into a snarl
As she bares her teeth
In a blood curdling
Yet oh-so-dainty way.
Ferocious little she wolf
Walks with the grace
Of a delicate lady
As well as the poise
Of a mother
Readied to defend
Her pups and her dignity.
Blood drips
From her teeth
As her eyes glisten
Like the twinkle
Of one gone mad,
But her aura is vicious,
Suffocatingly sweet
And soothing
While she tears
Out your...
#women
#war
#death
#crush
#hurt
384 reads
1 Comment
Simplicity (comp entry)
One day I will find the right words, and they will be simple.” — Jack Kerouac
Dry mouth and a croaking whisper
Follow after my grandiose theatrics
That, in the heat of the moment,
I supposed would burn right through
Crossing this divide between me and you.
The drain caught me choking,
Gagging on bad choices and hasty words;
This affair has me spinning madly.
I flip blindly through these pages,
Perusing exquisite expressions throughout the ages.
A written rehearsal littered with scribbles:
Endless erasing,...
Dry mouth and a croaking whisper
Follow after my grandiose theatrics
That, in the heat of the moment,
I supposed would burn right through
Crossing this divide between me and you.
The drain caught me choking,
Gagging on bad choices and hasty words;
This affair has me spinning madly.
I flip blindly through these pages,
Perusing exquisite expressions throughout the ages.
A written rehearsal littered with scribbles:
Endless erasing,...
#PowerOfWords
#MovingOn
#emotional
#healing
#curse
394 reads
1 Comment
To the Father of my Child
Almost five years have gone by, and we've been through so much. Our daughter is growing so fast, and she is so beautiful in every way. I can't believe there was ever a time I didn't want to be a mother. My emotions are so confusing to me these days with all that has happened. I feel as if someone else hijacked my life and ruined it, but that someone was me.
The feelings bubbling up now after all this time are too little, too late. I'm not even sure what to make of them. I am dying to tell you everything I have finally learned, but I don't want to upset you or your new love. Maybe...
The feelings bubbling up now after all this time are too little, too late. I'm not even sure what to make of them. I am dying to tell you everything I have finally learned, but I don't want to upset you or your new love. Maybe...
#sadness
#love
#breakup
#confessional
#IMissYou
4197 reads
2 Comments
Saxe (Color Comp)
This feels like static in my brain
On a cloudy, windy, yucky day,
When I am caught barefoot
Walking on the beach.
Waves lap at my toes
As I dig them
Into the cold sand,
And the winds wrap their fingers
Around tightening goosebumps
On my naked legs.
Sputtering with strands of hair
Blowing into my mouth,
I stare into the ocean
With eyes that have begun
To see the whole world in gray.
A serene melancholy accompanies
Me on my lonely walks,
As the tide comes
And I, like my...
On a cloudy, windy, yucky day,
When I am caught barefoot
Walking on the beach.
Waves lap at my toes
As I dig them
Into the cold sand,
And the winds wrap their fingers
Around tightening goosebumps
On my naked legs.
Sputtering with strands of hair
Blowing into my mouth,
I stare into the ocean
With eyes that have begun
To see the whole world in gray.
A serene melancholy accompanies
Me on my lonely walks,
As the tide comes
And I, like my...
#depression
#peace
#confusion
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
298 reads
1 Comment
Exile (Taylor Swift Competition Entry)
Heart beat lodged in my throat,
Like words on the tip of my tongue
— I swallow hard.
Once, I told tales of tempestuous truth,
And they went scattering
With the urgency of a town crier
And the liveliness of a court jester.
Crying wolf has left me lonely,
And the fairytale has ended
In a blaze
Far more grim than Grimm's gab.
My King uncrowned,
We have disgraced
Every promise made.
Huffing and puffing
Until we are blue and breathless
— I breathe hard.
The solemn silence
In...
Like words on the tip of my tongue
— I swallow hard.
Once, I told tales of tempestuous truth,
And they went scattering
With the urgency of a town crier
And the liveliness of a court jester.
Crying wolf has left me lonely,
And the fairytale has ended
In a blaze
Far more grim than Grimm's gab.
My King uncrowned,
We have disgraced
Every promise made.
Huffing and puffing
Until we are blue and breathless
— I breathe hard.
The solemn silence
In...
#love
#heartbroken
#breakup
#music
#passion
467 reads
1 Comment
A Suitor is a Con Man After Midnight
It's too late at night for this position,
Upright pondering right and wrong;
This distracts me from my primary mission.
You're too old to still be running game,
Because if I didn't know you on Facebook,
I wouldn't even know your name.
You've rambled such an obscure vision,
With the air of a salesman gone mad;
I must admit you've lost my attention.
I'm too young to play grown folk games,
To talk of future and family and forever;
I wonder if you even remember how to say my name.
Upright pondering right and wrong;
This distracts me from my primary mission.
You're too old to still be running game,
Because if I didn't know you on Facebook,
I wouldn't even know your name.
You've rambled such an obscure vision,
With the air of a salesman gone mad;
I must admit you've lost my attention.
I'm too young to play grown folk games,
To talk of future and family and forever;
I wonder if you even remember how to say my name.
#love
#lust
#conflict
#betrayal
#dreams
250 reads
1 Comment
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