Submissions by Minoru (NekoMeowcy)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
5th Nov 2015 5:13am
5th Nov 2015 5:13am
Remember
You are going to be over come by the worst heart wrenching pain you've felt in your entire life. Worse than any of the pain anyone could ever offer to you. You are going to spend nights alone, listening to sad songs that remind you of her. You are going to want to binge on junk food, all of her favorites. Then you are going to cry with a mouth full of those m&m's or whatever it may be. You are going to sob and double over on yourself, sputtering out her name and crying for her help. Your mom is most likely going to come in to comfort you because she to feels that pain, but you won't want...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Nov 2015 4:26am
5th Nov 2015 4:26am
Miss you
Is it bad, that still after these years have passed. I continue to sit here and think of you? Of all that we had when we were young, when we had nothing left to offer but yet we tried to offer ourselves. We put our hearts out on the line for each other, held them out with no care in the world, because we trusted each other, more than we could ever trust ourselves. At least, I trusted you in such a way. But now I sit here and think back, back to that time when love was always holding a happy ending and happy endings were given out like old bags of candy about to go expired; one bag at the low...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
3rd Nov 2015 4:25am
3rd Nov 2015 4:25am
Slut
I lay in bed awake trying to scrape the memory of you from my head. One step forward. One step forward, Or two steps back? I lay in bed awake trying to erase the silly words that raped my mind. The words that crawled, clawed, scratched, etched, stretched every surface of my body to fit only you inside. Hollowed out a concave that fit only your serpent tongue. Your wise words captivating and writing over my pages in pen. I lay in bed awake starring at the dark ceiling, or have I found a window inside of myself again? You tore and ripped every part of myself away and remodeled me to be the...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Sep 2015 00:50am
13th Sep 2015 00:50am
"No"
I was so used to the words that she'd say because it'd always remain the same.
"No." she'd say.
"Mom, would you like to play a game?"
"No." she'd say "I'm busy"
"Mom, do you want to ride bikes?"
"No." She'd say "I'm to tired"
The more I asked the more she'd reply and sometimes I didn't even get one.
But the older I got the less I asked and more it became her turn.
"Daughter?" She'd ask "Would you like to play a game?" As her soft old hands wrapped around a small...
"No." she'd say.
"Mom, would you like to play a game?"
"No." she'd say "I'm busy"
"Mom, do you want to ride bikes?"
"No." She'd say "I'm to tired"
The more I asked the more she'd reply and sometimes I didn't even get one.
But the older I got the less I asked and more it became her turn.
"Daughter?" She'd ask "Would you like to play a game?" As her soft old hands wrapped around a small...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jun 2015 1:01pm
27th Jun 2015 1:01pm
Eh?
I'm tired of being called "Beautiful" and "Cute"
Being rated is a misfortune
My physical features do not feature a show called "My self worth"
I am not an object you can scale from one to ten
Or a game you can restart if you hit a bad end
I refuse to tell my children that it is okay to give in to hate
I refuse to look my peers in the eyes and nod my head in defeat.
I know I am not okay right now, I know I am not strong
I know I have given in and I have sang my last song.
I know that today is someones last and I know that a new...
Being rated is a misfortune
My physical features do not feature a show called "My self worth"
I am not an object you can scale from one to ten
Or a game you can restart if you hit a bad end
I refuse to tell my children that it is okay to give in to hate
I refuse to look my peers in the eyes and nod my head in defeat.
I know I am not okay right now, I know I am not strong
I know I have given in and I have sang my last song.
I know that today is someones last and I know that a new...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
17th Jun 2015 10:05am
17th Jun 2015 10:05am
Always
I know I said I would continue climbing the mountain with you. I know that I said that, I really do. I remember the conversation perfectly. The nights I stayed up crying my eyes out to you, about how "Life was hard" and how I "Didn't want to hold on anymore." You always seemed to know the right words to calm me enough to let me know you'd always be there. If only I knew how long always was then. Always in the books always is longer than the realistic always, just to let you know. Your always was over looked those nights when you slammed the doors in anger. Always was...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
14th Jun 2015 2:23am
14th Jun 2015 2:23am
The feeling
I'm tired of feeling this way the way that cuts deep.
The way the slides inside my throat the way that learnt to speak. Speak those meaningless words of deep down depressed sorrow. The way my tongue rolls the "R's" when I'm trying to think. The way that I have trapped inside my heart but I can't let it escape. The way that you came into my life randomly, but heartlessly. The way you spoke to me. Those perfect little moments where I thought that for once it would be okay. The feeling of "I can do this" the encouragement you whispered on my lips. The feeling of my dress...
The way the slides inside my throat the way that learnt to speak. Speak those meaningless words of deep down depressed sorrow. The way my tongue rolls the "R's" when I'm trying to think. The way that I have trapped inside my heart but I can't let it escape. The way that you came into my life randomly, but heartlessly. The way you spoke to me. Those perfect little moments where I thought that for once it would be okay. The feeling of "I can do this" the encouragement you whispered on my lips. The feeling of my dress...
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd May 2015 3:33am
23rd May 2015 3:33am
Save me
Melt into my skin, press into my heart.
Are you listening yet? I'm suffocating, drowning in my own selfish fears.
Please hear me. I'm screaming a name. Is it yours? Hear me, hear me! I know now what I scream is not yours.
God, forgive me for all of my sins. God, save me from all of the hate. Open the door, please let me out.
I'm drowning again, choking on my own blood. Red. Leaking, drip drop. All of the doors you open are locked.
Here I go downfall, here I go the mountain top. Here I go the drop, here I go I knew one day I'd soar.
Are you listening yet? I'm suffocating, drowning in my own selfish fears.
Please hear me. I'm screaming a name. Is it yours? Hear me, hear me! I know now what I scream is not yours.
God, forgive me for all of my sins. God, save me from all of the hate. Open the door, please let me out.
I'm drowning again, choking on my own blood. Red. Leaking, drip drop. All of the doors you open are locked.
Here I go downfall, here I go the mountain top. Here I go the drop, here I go I knew one day I'd soar.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd May 2015 3:29am
23rd May 2015 3:29am
Nature with-in
The sun melts across the sky leaving a streak of the past, the mascara that shows the tears I cry.
The moon rises brightening the sky and lighting the darkness, the smile that screams "I'm okay." Lies.
The millions of stars that shimmer and shine, the eyes that lead to the soul that only wishes to die.
The moon rises brightening the sky and lighting the darkness, the smile that screams "I'm okay." Lies.
The millions of stars that shimmer and shine, the eyes that lead to the soul that only wishes to die.
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Apr 2015 4:20am
25th Apr 2015 4:20am
Let go
The crystallized tears.
Always in my eyes.
They never leave.
They always remain,
In my glossy eyes.
The hurt and pain hidden.
My escape ,
In your arms.
You opened me up , and set me free.
You then pushed me away and ,
Laughed at me.
All this time , using me.
Never again , no heart , no love.
You look at me like I’m a freak.
It’s bad enough I’m called a geek.
That’s not the end , oh no that would be to nice.
You told me you’re sorry , pulled me back.
Held me close , Heart attack.
Love is found once again.
Pain is...
Always in my eyes.
They never leave.
They always remain,
In my glossy eyes.
The hurt and pain hidden.
My escape ,
In your arms.
You opened me up , and set me free.
You then pushed me away and ,
Laughed at me.
All this time , using me.
Never again , no heart , no love.
You look at me like I’m a freak.
It’s bad enough I’m called a geek.
That’s not the end , oh no that would be to nice.
You told me you’re sorry , pulled me back.
Held me close , Heart attack.
Love is found once again.
Pain is...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Apr 2015 4:18am
25th Apr 2015 4:18am
Is it worth it?
Love. When you are first on this Earth , your guard is down , no wall is up. Because you don’t know what love and what hurt it brings. Soon you start to date. You start to love. Then comes the hurt.
Slowly a wall starts to build. A wall with nicks and cracks. Chains and bob wire. Locks but no keys.
All the pain built this wall. All the hurt , the loneliness and despair. The wall builds so high , so strong. You can’t even find a way to get through it yourself.
You start to question your every day. Every move you make , step you take , breath you breathe. Will it matter to...
Slowly a wall starts to build. A wall with nicks and cracks. Chains and bob wire. Locks but no keys.
All the pain built this wall. All the hurt , the loneliness and despair. The wall builds so high , so strong. You can’t even find a way to get through it yourself.
You start to question your every day. Every move you make , step you take , breath you breathe. Will it matter to...
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