Submissions by L0nelyReaper
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Without You
I often ponder why I hurt inside
Without this pain,
Would I feel anything at all?
Good days and Bad days come
The latter more often than not
I question why even the good days seem so empty
And I cannot help but wonder
Without this pain,
Would I feel anything at all?
Without this pain,
Would I feel anything at all?
Good days and Bad days come
The latter more often than not
I question why even the good days seem so empty
And I cannot help but wonder
Without this pain,
Would I feel anything at all?
#breakup
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Silence
The sound of the silence you instilled in me that moment
All that could have been
Should have been
Instantaneously shattered and spread amongst all the other broken folk
The parts of me most loved are never to be spread again save in an alternate, empty dimension
At least that’s what it feels like
The logic side of me knows heartbreak doesn’t last forever
And at the same time I know you wish to stand by me
But the other part of me
The real part of me
Can’t stand to see you leave so soon
All that could have been
Should have been
Instantaneously shattered and spread amongst all the other broken folk
The parts of me most loved are never to be spread again save in an alternate, empty dimension
At least that’s what it feels like
The logic side of me knows heartbreak doesn’t last forever
And at the same time I know you wish to stand by me
But the other part of me
The real part of me
Can’t stand to see you leave so soon
#heartbroken
#breakup
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Flashlight
Surrounded by what can only be described as the void
Nothing but the thin beam of my flashlight to provide assistance; comfort
But even this is restricting in its own way
Perhaps I would benefit from its absence
Forced to rely on a sense other than sight
To follow gut and heart
However, the all encompassing nothingness prevents me from letting go of my safety net
From being truly blind
Putting my faith in the void
Perhaps I will never be ready
But maybe
You’re the one to change me
Nothing but the thin beam of my flashlight to provide assistance; comfort
But even this is restricting in its own way
Perhaps I would benefit from its absence
Forced to rely on a sense other than sight
To follow gut and heart
However, the all encompassing nothingness prevents me from letting go of my safety net
From being truly blind
Putting my faith in the void
Perhaps I will never be ready
But maybe
You’re the one to change me
#anxiety
#FallingInLove
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Coffee and Tea
Coffee and tea
An age old debate
I was a coffee guy stuck in my ways
Headstrong, rich, and takes some getting used to
But you were a tea girl
Soft-spoken, delicate, and all too nice for the world
I never was going to change my ways
But as I sit here
Alone
I can’t help but miss
My tea girl.
An age old debate
I was a coffee guy stuck in my ways
Headstrong, rich, and takes some getting used to
But you were a tea girl
Soft-spoken, delicate, and all too nice for the world
I never was going to change my ways
But as I sit here
Alone
I can’t help but miss
My tea girl.
#breakup
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Break
A break; a break for a reason.
School pushed aside,
Happiness a top priority,
Yet it never turns out that way.
School pushed aside,
Happiness a top priority,
Yet it never turns out that way.
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My Shadow
A sort of darkness follows my every move
Staining the light momentarily
During the day it is noticeable by all, thus rendered useless
At night however, it becomes a part of me
Thoughts become shrouded
Actions not my own
At night I am my shadow
Unseen
Staining the light momentarily
During the day it is noticeable by all, thus rendered useless
At night however, it becomes a part of me
Thoughts become shrouded
Actions not my own
At night I am my shadow
Unseen
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Loneliness
Loneliness is a funny thing
It’s always trying to make friends.
Well, here I am
Keeping company to the antecedent of happiness.
Loneliness is that person who makes you feel less than them
Because they feel less than you
That’s what loneliness is
But even knowing this, I cant get rid of
It
Because it’s always there for me
When no one else is
Loneliness
My only friend
How ironic.
It’s always trying to make friends.
Well, here I am
Keeping company to the antecedent of happiness.
Loneliness is that person who makes you feel less than them
Because they feel less than you
That’s what loneliness is
But even knowing this, I cant get rid of
It
Because it’s always there for me
When no one else is
Loneliness
My only friend
How ironic.
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In Hiding
It all started with a single drop of blood
An outburst of emotion turned physical flood
Dampening the sounds that escape my body
Pain, suffering, and all that's gone shoddy
I guess you could say I simply want to escape
Rather I put on a mask no chance to let drape
For I must hide all in my life
If I don't, others will experience similar strife
I can't allow those close to feel pain you see
I care too much about the ones around me
So I guess it's goodbye, night after night
For I never truly know when I will lose this fight
An outburst of emotion turned physical flood
Dampening the sounds that escape my body
Pain, suffering, and all that's gone shoddy
I guess you could say I simply want to escape
Rather I put on a mask no chance to let drape
For I must hide all in my life
If I don't, others will experience similar strife
I can't allow those close to feel pain you see
I care too much about the ones around me
So I guess it's goodbye, night after night
For I never truly know when I will lose this fight
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Sleeves of Skin
Long sleeves mask what my skin fails to hide
Deep internal feelings of unnatural strife
Constantly forcing my hands to abide
To keep true to my own disturbed way of life
Long sleeves hide what my skin cant keep in
A strange type of love
Shrouded by sin
Long sleeves restrain what my skin cant withhold
A forlorn desire
To no longer feel cold
Long sleeves keep hidden what my skin loves to show
The all too formal slashes
Wrapped gently with a bow
Long sleeves mask when my skin fails to lie ...
Deep internal feelings of unnatural strife
Constantly forcing my hands to abide
To keep true to my own disturbed way of life
Long sleeves hide what my skin cant keep in
A strange type of love
Shrouded by sin
Long sleeves restrain what my skin cant withhold
A forlorn desire
To no longer feel cold
Long sleeves keep hidden what my skin loves to show
The all too formal slashes
Wrapped gently with a bow
Long sleeves mask when my skin fails to lie ...
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