Submissions by MeggyMaeeye (MeganElisabeth)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
All you can do is take it one day at a time.
DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 3:56pm
24th Oct 2013 3:56pm
I just might die
My anxiety
my weekness
nothing but hatred towards myself
full of nothing but excuses.
People say their rooting for me
but some are just judging...
their unconscious way of saying it
leaves me wondering.
Yah, so I fucked up
I don't want to any more.
Its hard, it sucks
I want to slam that door.
Pretend like it never affected me
that it doesn't have so much of a hold...
but the shakes come, my stomach is sick
the temptation begins to unfold.
I'm not strong enough
I'm really fucking weak
I want to be good, do good for her...
my weekness
nothing but hatred towards myself
full of nothing but excuses.
People say their rooting for me
but some are just judging...
their unconscious way of saying it
leaves me wondering.
Yah, so I fucked up
I don't want to any more.
Its hard, it sucks
I want to slam that door.
Pretend like it never affected me
that it doesn't have so much of a hold...
but the shakes come, my stomach is sick
the temptation begins to unfold.
I'm not strong enough
I'm really fucking weak
I want to be good, do good for her...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
24th Oct 2013 1:43am
24th Oct 2013 1:43am
Present days aren't much better than the old.
Not supposed to smoke in my moms car
but I do it anyways
Not supposed to fuck around with all these drugs
but whats the point these days.
Do what we shouldn't...
we were always told to do better
but we rebelled, we strayed
became settlers.
We thought it was fun at the time...
but we were wrong
now we're here broke with our kids
not havin' a damn bit of that old fun.
We still break the rules..
I still drive into town
still dip in my pocket for money
for a $20 of that brown.
Take it home and cradle it
handle it with care...
but I do it anyways
Not supposed to fuck around with all these drugs
but whats the point these days.
Do what we shouldn't...
we were always told to do better
but we rebelled, we strayed
became settlers.
We thought it was fun at the time...
but we were wrong
now we're here broke with our kids
not havin' a damn bit of that old fun.
We still break the rules..
I still drive into town
still dip in my pocket for money
for a $20 of that brown.
Take it home and cradle it
handle it with care...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2013 11:56pm
23rd Oct 2013 11:56pm
Beautiful and brown
I felt really good yesterday
I couldn't believe it.
I had a smile on my face
a song in my heart
and I whistled all day long.
It was all fake.
Trying to make noise to
get that lovely image out
of my head.
The one that lays on the table
that makes me roll up a bill
or a piece of paper b/c I have
no bills to speak of. I used those
on that beautiful brown substance.
My nose is wet...
my throat is scratchy
and all I can taste is
sweet ecstasy draining
down my throat.
That urge that it gives
me to do...
I couldn't believe it.
I had a smile on my face
a song in my heart
and I whistled all day long.
It was all fake.
Trying to make noise to
get that lovely image out
of my head.
The one that lays on the table
that makes me roll up a bill
or a piece of paper b/c I have
no bills to speak of. I used those
on that beautiful brown substance.
My nose is wet...
my throat is scratchy
and all I can taste is
sweet ecstasy draining
down my throat.
That urge that it gives
me to do...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Oct 2013 3:41am
21st Oct 2013 3:41am
"When I Get Bigger"
Guess I got to do it...
pull up my big girl
panties and walk the walk.
Be a big girl for once..
be a good mom...
Fuck the bull shit.
It was fun while it lasted
but I'd rather hold my
daughters hand...
then touch my drug dealers
in passing.
So much fkn easier
said than done though.
I think about it, I miss it.
I do it, and I'm pissed b/c
I did. There's no happy
medium.
Just that feeling rushing over
me. The taste in my mouth.
Makes me want to be SO bad.
But I'm here....
My hands...
pull up my big girl
panties and walk the walk.
Be a big girl for once..
be a good mom...
Fuck the bull shit.
It was fun while it lasted
but I'd rather hold my
daughters hand...
then touch my drug dealers
in passing.
So much fkn easier
said than done though.
I think about it, I miss it.
I do it, and I'm pissed b/c
I did. There's no happy
medium.
Just that feeling rushing over
me. The taste in my mouth.
Makes me want to be SO bad.
But I'm here....
My hands...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Oct 2013 2:24am
21st Oct 2013 2:24am
You get what you want....
I'm sick of getting up these mornings
putting on heels and that
pencil skirt you said I looked
hot in.
Wear my hair down and
precariously put on each dabble
of make up that you told
me you hated.
Walk to the big doors
and the sign that says,
"Hall of Justice, 60th district court"
just to have you look at
me with a shit-eating grin showing
me that you got what you want..
again.
I wish for this to be over.
But instead I see you standing there
with your back against the wall
arms crossed and blue eyes...
putting on heels and that
pencil skirt you said I looked
hot in.
Wear my hair down and
precariously put on each dabble
of make up that you told
me you hated.
Walk to the big doors
and the sign that says,
"Hall of Justice, 60th district court"
just to have you look at
me with a shit-eating grin showing
me that you got what you want..
again.
I wish for this to be over.
But instead I see you standing there
with your back against the wall
arms crossed and blue eyes...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
18th Oct 2013 3:26am
18th Oct 2013 3:26am
My Friend H
He's here again...
he's haunting me
My body hurts, my teeth are grinding
please...just let me..
Just let me have a taste.
My passion for him is unreal
nothing I've ever known before
he's like my pimp
and I'm something of a whore.
I need him in my life
He'll take money from me all day
Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad
it doesn't matter to him any way.
He's constantly in my dreams
I incorporate day to day tasks
that revolve around him...
I can always get to him fast.
I begin to shake
when I...
he's haunting me
My body hurts, my teeth are grinding
please...just let me..
Just let me have a taste.
My passion for him is unreal
nothing I've ever known before
he's like my pimp
and I'm something of a whore.
I need him in my life
He'll take money from me all day
Sometimes he's good, sometimes he's bad
it doesn't matter to him any way.
He's constantly in my dreams
I incorporate day to day tasks
that revolve around him...
I can always get to him fast.
I begin to shake
when I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Oct 2013 2:27am
18th Oct 2013 2:27am
Maybe I can do it
I think I can do this.
I finally got to see you again.
It felt like it'd been forever
but it'd only been a few weeks.
As soon as I opened up your
truck door you smiled at me
and I was pulled in..by my heart.
I melted when I saw his eyes
and grinned when he told me his
infamous jokes.
He forever has me laughing.
So, we went out and had a few drinks.
Just relaxed. We were repeatedly
asked by others if we were a couple
and after every time we looked at each
other to make sure we were on the
same path.
I guess I'm just...
I finally got to see you again.
It felt like it'd been forever
but it'd only been a few weeks.
As soon as I opened up your
truck door you smiled at me
and I was pulled in..by my heart.
I melted when I saw his eyes
and grinned when he told me his
infamous jokes.
He forever has me laughing.
So, we went out and had a few drinks.
Just relaxed. We were repeatedly
asked by others if we were a couple
and after every time we looked at each
other to make sure we were on the
same path.
I guess I'm just...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2013 3:31am
16th Oct 2013 3:31am
Home Grown Farm Boy
He's a home grown farm boy
with eyes as green
as a John Deer tractor.
Permanent ring around his
hair from the hat he's
had since he was a
teenager.
A sexy farm boy tan
with arms that look like
he could squeeze you
to death.
But instead, they're
so gentle and caring.
Passionate as they
work their way up and
down your body.
A crooked smile
that's so very beautiful
but the words that come
out of it are fake...
That home grown farm boy
who I thought I finally
got lucky with....
is...
with eyes as green
as a John Deer tractor.
Permanent ring around his
hair from the hat he's
had since he was a
teenager.
A sexy farm boy tan
with arms that look like
he could squeeze you
to death.
But instead, they're
so gentle and caring.
Passionate as they
work their way up and
down your body.
A crooked smile
that's so very beautiful
but the words that come
out of it are fake...
That home grown farm boy
who I thought I finally
got lucky with....
is...
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th Oct 2013 3:23am
16th Oct 2013 3:23am
Sadly Addicted to You
Do I love that you confuse me?
I find myself going back for more
just to get stepped on again
what do I do this for?
Sometimes I wonder
if I like it when my heart hurts
if I yearn for an explosive feeling
and relationships that don't work.
I'm addicted...
to making things that wont last work
I strive to prove myself otherwise
and get ended up being treated
like fucking dirt.
My heart just can't take it
but I want love to be right for once.
I yearn for it, even fucking beg
then pretend to put on a front....
I find myself going back for more
just to get stepped on again
what do I do this for?
Sometimes I wonder
if I like it when my heart hurts
if I yearn for an explosive feeling
and relationships that don't work.
I'm addicted...
to making things that wont last work
I strive to prove myself otherwise
and get ended up being treated
like fucking dirt.
My heart just can't take it
but I want love to be right for once.
I yearn for it, even fucking beg
then pretend to put on a front....
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2013 4:08am
15th Oct 2013 4:08am
Some time for me
I wish I Could say I didn't need you
when I'm up late like this
waiting to talk to you
wishing to feel your kiss.
I go days with out talking to you
then a text out of no where.
Wondering how I am, what I'm doing..
tells me maybe you DO care.
Then again, it's been a couple days
since we last saw each other
maybe your wanting some therapy
just to make yourself feel better.
I don't know if I should feel used
or think you came to your senses
but I'm sick of my heart hurting
and I'm putting up all these fences.
I...
when I'm up late like this
waiting to talk to you
wishing to feel your kiss.
I go days with out talking to you
then a text out of no where.
Wondering how I am, what I'm doing..
tells me maybe you DO care.
Then again, it's been a couple days
since we last saw each other
maybe your wanting some therapy
just to make yourself feel better.
I don't know if I should feel used
or think you came to your senses
but I'm sick of my heart hurting
and I'm putting up all these fences.
I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
15th Oct 2013 3:03am
15th Oct 2013 3:03am
I Think of You
I wash down the tables
and turn off the lights
stare out the window
wondering if you might...
Might have driven past
see me talking and laughing..
wondering what I was doing
what kind of fun I'm having...
With out you now
taking up my day
thinking about you all the time
what'd happen if I'd stayed?
and listen to you play me more
tell me all sorts of stories
swoop me up in your arms
pretend your in your glory.
Then lay me down on your bed
whisper in my ear
tell me how you feel so good
and it's good...
and turn off the lights
stare out the window
wondering if you might...
Might have driven past
see me talking and laughing..
wondering what I was doing
what kind of fun I'm having...
With out you now
taking up my day
thinking about you all the time
what'd happen if I'd stayed?
and listen to you play me more
tell me all sorts of stories
swoop me up in your arms
pretend your in your glory.
Then lay me down on your bed
whisper in my ear
tell me how you feel so good
and it's good...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2013 4:33pm
12th Oct 2013 4:33pm
Sad
I'm very
sad today.
Nothing is right
Everything is wrong.
Common day
lately, I suppose.
No more us...
no more friendship.
No green eyes
staring at me
smiling.
No one to play
high school
with when I
take your hat
and run away.
The one that leaves
a permanent ring
in your hair.
I miss you.
I cry.
I wish he'd want me
but I don't think
I could do it
anyways.
How stupid would
I be to dive back
in?
He's texted me
multiple times...
sad today.
Nothing is right
Everything is wrong.
Common day
lately, I suppose.
No more us...
no more friendship.
No green eyes
staring at me
smiling.
No one to play
high school
with when I
take your hat
and run away.
The one that leaves
a permanent ring
in your hair.
I miss you.
I cry.
I wish he'd want me
but I don't think
I could do it
anyways.
How stupid would
I be to dive back
in?
He's texted me
multiple times...
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