Submissions by Lazy_Dead (.Julia.)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I don’t view myself as a poet. I have always enjoyed writing. I’m good with words and articulating my feelings and experiences. However, I’m not poetically inclined. I write what I feel. I like to cut open my vein and let it bleed out on the paper
Saving Grace
I am no damsel in distress, I am a force of nature very few should dare to reckon with.
I am adaptable, a relentless survivor,
even my demons fear what I’m capable of.
My light outshines the monsters that have tried to break me, But I am what you all made me...
You think you can save me?
Hell, most don’t even know how to handle me
Heaven and hell aren’t sure which one wants to claim me -a wandering soul
I am grace untamed, hell bent on saving my own damn self -making broken look beautiful
I am adaptable, a relentless survivor,
even my demons fear what I’m capable of.
My light outshines the monsters that have tried to break me, But I am what you all made me...
You think you can save me?
Hell, most don’t even know how to handle me
Heaven and hell aren’t sure which one wants to claim me -a wandering soul
I am grace untamed, hell bent on saving my own damn self -making broken look beautiful
#strength
#courage
#LifeStruggles #inspirational
#LifeStruggles #inspirational
595 reads
Temporary Ink
Love gets treated like a game
heart strings are plucked and pulled
harmonious melodies elude
out of tune, every song the same...
unsure where to place the blame
Lonely, pure hearts are fooled
yet all are forced to suit up and play
asked to serve their heart as a gourmet buffet
risking exposure to horseplay and soul decay
scrambling to avoid being scorched in the flames
But these days,
seems ‘winning’ accomplishes nothing...
unconvinced there’s anything of value to gain
Is the...
heart strings are plucked and pulled
harmonious melodies elude
out of tune, every song the same...
unsure where to place the blame
Lonely, pure hearts are fooled
yet all are forced to suit up and play
asked to serve their heart as a gourmet buffet
risking exposure to horseplay and soul decay
scrambling to avoid being scorched in the flames
But these days,
seems ‘winning’ accomplishes nothing...
unconvinced there’s anything of value to gain
Is the...
#relationships
622 reads
Fire Safety
You have no business telling someone
to calm down
If you are the one that
ignited their fury
That’s like setting a flame
to an open field of dead brush
and then asking the flames
if they mind just quietly
putting themselves out
No, life doesn’t work that way
If you wanted to play with fire,
you should have been more careful
You set the match...
I suggest you get the
fire extinguisher
or pray for rain
to calm down
If you are the one that
ignited their fury
That’s like setting a flame
to an open field of dead brush
and then asking the flames
if they mind just quietly
putting themselves out
No, life doesn’t work that way
If you wanted to play with fire,
you should have been more careful
You set the match...
I suggest you get the
fire extinguisher
or pray for rain
#anger
#responsibility
463 reads
Let It Be
Let the reassurance in your eyes
calm the storms in mine
as your consistency breaks down my walls
your persistence stripping me
of my vulnerabilities
until my raw, defenseless frame is exposed
for only you to see
then pull me into you with your steady arms
assuring me I’m safe from harm
Let my head find its home
upon your sturdy chest
where rhythmic melodies of your heart beat
put my worries to rest
Run your strong hands down my spine
letting the shivers from your tender...
calm the storms in mine
as your consistency breaks down my walls
your persistence stripping me
of my vulnerabilities
until my raw, defenseless frame is exposed
for only you to see
then pull me into you with your steady arms
assuring me I’m safe from harm
Let my head find its home
upon your sturdy chest
where rhythmic melodies of your heart beat
put my worries to rest
Run your strong hands down my spine
letting the shivers from your tender...
#romantic
#lover
#sensual
760 reads
Borrowed Pieces
There I was
heart broken in dozens of pieces
shards of shattered hopes and dreams
broken memories too hard to face
pieces of me disappearing without a trace
fearful I would never be whole again
And then you came
intertwined your arm in mine
bandaged the cuts on my hands
and showed me why
the broken pieces of your heart
somehow fit mine
And just like that
you gave me hope again
heart broken in dozens of pieces
shards of shattered hopes and dreams
broken memories too hard to face
pieces of me disappearing without a trace
fearful I would never be whole again
And then you came
intertwined your arm in mine
bandaged the cuts on my hands
and showed me why
the broken pieces of your heart
somehow fit mine
And just like that
you gave me hope again
#SelfDiscovery
#healing
589 reads
I’m Not Heartless
You left me too broken
to be loved
And I know what it’s like
to try to love something
that’s broken
you’re left barely standing
surrounded by ruins
of collateral damage
covered in blood
from wounds you didn’t afflict
being punished for sins
you didn’t commit
scrambling to clean up the catastrophic mess
of your life
while they run off
with pieces of your heart
you’ll never get back
Having taken what they needed
leaving you depleted...
to be loved
And I know what it’s like
to try to love something
that’s broken
you’re left barely standing
surrounded by ruins
of collateral damage
covered in blood
from wounds you didn’t afflict
being punished for sins
you didn’t commit
scrambling to clean up the catastrophic mess
of your life
while they run off
with pieces of your heart
you’ll never get back
Having taken what they needed
leaving you depleted...
#love
#relationships
#heartbroken #fear
#heartbroken #fear
514 reads
Crimson Drenched Cape
In the looking glass
where a naive, innocent young girl once stood
A strong, fierce warrior of a young lady
reflects back
Time and circumstance have worn her face,
her aura, her spirit..
into an unfamiliar manifestation
transitioning from hunted
to huntress
Lightly colored locks once held in pigtails by
red ribbons
replaced by straightened disheveled tresses
as black as midnight
icey eyes full of idealism and day dreams
now flash crimson red
after having lived through...
where a naive, innocent young girl once stood
A strong, fierce warrior of a young lady
reflects back
Time and circumstance have worn her face,
her aura, her spirit..
into an unfamiliar manifestation
transitioning from hunted
to huntress
Lightly colored locks once held in pigtails by
red ribbons
replaced by straightened disheveled tresses
as black as midnight
icey eyes full of idealism and day dreams
now flash crimson red
after having lived through...
#strength
#dark
#betrayal #violence
#betrayal #violence
589 reads
The Revelations of Monsters
Visual Poem
I was naively convinced with certainty, that monsters lived in darkness.
Lurking under beds, hiding in closets, dancing in shadows
Oh how innocence is robbed and hearts shockingly devastated
when we harshly learn
that monsters deceptively
walk among us, confidently in the light.
With trusting eyes and outstretched arms...
Sometimes sharing our bloodlines or sleeping in our beds.
I was naively convinced with certainty, that monsters lived in darkness.
Lurking under beds, hiding in closets, dancing in shadows
Oh how innocence is robbed and hearts shockingly devastated
when we harshly learn
that monsters deceptively
walk among us, confidently in the light.
With trusting eyes and outstretched arms...
Sometimes sharing our bloodlines or sleeping in our beds.
#betrayal
#TruthOfLife
652 reads
Lace Up Your Boots
Trauma
pain and suffering
-of any kind
has to be endured
-battled
the only way out...Is through
It doesn’t matter how you get there
as long as you remain focused
on the light at the end.
Believe in hope
and let it carry you through
Most prefer a sturdy boat
to float across the rapids
of emotions.
Safely navigating through the currents.
Taking in the sights,
when the waters are calm.
Reading the messages
graffitied upon the walls.
Some prefer a rocketship. ...
pain and suffering
-of any kind
has to be endured
-battled
the only way out...Is through
It doesn’t matter how you get there
as long as you remain focused
on the light at the end.
Believe in hope
and let it carry you through
Most prefer a sturdy boat
to float across the rapids
of emotions.
Safely navigating through the currents.
Taking in the sights,
when the waters are calm.
Reading the messages
graffitied upon the walls.
Some prefer a rocketship. ...
#motivational
#inspirational
#FeelingLost
#suffering
#emotions
566 reads
Help Me Believe
Visual Poem
Humor me once more, tell me tales of love that’s pure; the kind that’s lasting and true. That does more than take and break. Help me settle this ache and put my rattled heart at ease. Tell me again they’re not all the same. Lie to me. Do whatever it takes, to convince me to believe...
in wishing on stars again...
Humor me once more, tell me tales of love that’s pure; the kind that’s lasting and true. That does more than take and break. Help me settle this ache and put my rattled heart at ease. Tell me again they’re not all the same. Lie to me. Do whatever it takes, to convince me to believe...
in wishing on stars again...
#love
#heartbroken
#magic #healing
#magic #healing
657 reads
Quid Pro Quo
Visual Poem
Come to me
repose your wearied heart in my palms
curl your tiring legs in my lap
allow your lackadaisical spirit to settle in my embrace
I’ll breathe life back into your lungs,
my darling
For a price...
Come to me
repose your wearied heart in my palms
curl your tiring legs in my lap
allow your lackadaisical spirit to settle in my embrace
I’ll breathe life back into your lungs,
my darling
For a price...
#loneliness
#dark
#LifeStruggles #depression
#LifeStruggles #depression
593 reads
Awaiting Indifference
This heart
is no longer your home
I took your pictures off the wall
Your belongings
neatly packed and tucked away
Physical reminders of your presence, out of sight
but your memory,
still clouds, darkens
cluttering this place.
And each day,
I replace a piece of furniture
Bit by bit, taking back what’s mine
Making it my own again
No, this heart is not your home
But it doesn’t feel like mine
Not yet...
But love ...
is no longer your home
I took your pictures off the wall
Your belongings
neatly packed and tucked away
Physical reminders of your presence, out of sight
but your memory,
still clouds, darkens
cluttering this place.
And each day,
I replace a piece of furniture
Bit by bit, taking back what’s mine
Making it my own again
No, this heart is not your home
But it doesn’t feel like mine
Not yet...
But love ...
#love
#relationships
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#healing
543 reads
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