Submissions by MakeMyDayPainful
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
creative, bloody, fantasy, strange, horror, self harm, love, death/ dying,
Pretty Dolls Always Get Thrown Away
i havn't made a poem in a long time so here:
There is a feeling deep within me.
I know I’m crazy, I know I’m just a stupid girl.
But these feelings never go away.
Sometimes I forget, or sometimes I just push them so deep it takes them a while to surface the middle of my stomach.
To hear the people scream at me makes these feelings twirl inside me and come to life.
I can feel a burning sensation ripping me apart.
I don’t want it to stop, I want to feel the tears run down my cheeks, and I want them to see how much they care.
I want to smile as someone...
There is a feeling deep within me.
I know I’m crazy, I know I’m just a stupid girl.
But these feelings never go away.
Sometimes I forget, or sometimes I just push them so deep it takes them a while to surface the middle of my stomach.
To hear the people scream at me makes these feelings twirl inside me and come to life.
I can feel a burning sensation ripping me apart.
I don’t want it to stop, I want to feel the tears run down my cheeks, and I want them to see how much they care.
I want to smile as someone...
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If there were no words, how could we hate?
If I had a razor, blood would be shed…
Her smile fell and dropped like a tear. She couldn’t believe the words he spoke. Her hair fell over her eyes as her face went red and her heart broken. The hateful words did not need to be spilled, like blood on a page that stains the paper, it stained her heart.
The words cut into her heart like slivers of glass broken by words.
She walks away, knowing she could never face the day again, and live on without hope. No one seen the beautifulness inside her?
No one seen the smiles she gave for free?
How could he be so mean with his...
Her smile fell and dropped like a tear. She couldn’t believe the words he spoke. Her hair fell over her eyes as her face went red and her heart broken. The hateful words did not need to be spilled, like blood on a page that stains the paper, it stained her heart.
The words cut into her heart like slivers of glass broken by words.
She walks away, knowing she could never face the day again, and live on without hope. No one seen the beautifulness inside her?
No one seen the smiles she gave for free?
How could he be so mean with his...
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Air
"Air"
By: Kayla
As it tightens around her air, the small child cries.
He runs down the road, rain falls from the sky.
The sirens rush behind as the door swings open.
Gasping for air, the last kiss planted on the baby girls head.
She chokes the belt around her throat.
He rushes in and opens the locked door. Wood splinters fly and yelling fill our ears.
As she steps off the chair, she dies, the baby girl cries. He’s too late to stop.
He pulls the body down
“Wake up”.
An endless sleep of peace, where no pain and no pleasure live.
He...
By: Kayla
As it tightens around her air, the small child cries.
He runs down the road, rain falls from the sky.
The sirens rush behind as the door swings open.
Gasping for air, the last kiss planted on the baby girls head.
She chokes the belt around her throat.
He rushes in and opens the locked door. Wood splinters fly and yelling fill our ears.
As she steps off the chair, she dies, the baby girl cries. He’s too late to stop.
He pulls the body down
“Wake up”.
An endless sleep of peace, where no pain and no pleasure live.
He...
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