Submissions by MostModestOfMice
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm just another girl writing to be able to deal with what she's been through. Please feel free to check out my work and let me know what you think. Thank you in advance!
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
12th Oct 2015 12:31pm
12th Oct 2015 12:31pm
Life's Meaning
If there's some great meaning to life why hasn't somebody told me?
I just wanted your advice, never asked you to hold me.
I never begged for your love nor for all your attention,
Trust me, being in the spotlight hadn't been my intention.
Some things, you know, they just happen to happen,
So I'll just let it happen while I sit back and laugh,
Smiling at the old times, at my own stupid ass;
Like back in grade school, had no friends or inspiration,
Lying through my teeth just trying to spark conversation.
Sometimes I would confuse the truth with all the lies...
I just wanted your advice, never asked you to hold me.
I never begged for your love nor for all your attention,
Trust me, being in the spotlight hadn't been my intention.
Some things, you know, they just happen to happen,
So I'll just let it happen while I sit back and laugh,
Smiling at the old times, at my own stupid ass;
Like back in grade school, had no friends or inspiration,
Lying through my teeth just trying to spark conversation.
Sometimes I would confuse the truth with all the lies...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Oct 2015 12:27pm
12th Oct 2015 12:27pm
Chicago Heroine
If only I could show you how wonderful you truly are.
If only there were a mirror powerful enough to display such beauty.
If only there were enough words to describe your presence.
When you walk into the room you bring a vibe with you.
You have a way of making everybody smile,
making everybody laugh and enjoy the little things.
You're so much smarter than you give yourself credit for,
so lighten up champ,
because one of these days I promise to make you happy,
as happy as you deserve to be.
You deserve the kind of happiness that never ends....
If only there were a mirror powerful enough to display such beauty.
If only there were enough words to describe your presence.
When you walk into the room you bring a vibe with you.
You have a way of making everybody smile,
making everybody laugh and enjoy the little things.
You're so much smarter than you give yourself credit for,
so lighten up champ,
because one of these days I promise to make you happy,
as happy as you deserve to be.
You deserve the kind of happiness that never ends....
579 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
8th Aug 2015 2:50am
8th Aug 2015 2:50am
Parasitic Tendencies
You shouldn’t have to be my medicine, but I can’t help that you are.
I can’t trust anything around me until I’m in your arms.
It feels like ‘round each corner lies just another task,
and it seems that the strength to face this challenge’s what I lack,
but I’ve also been lacking love and hope and a few dreams,
because lately it’s just nightmares, there’s nothing here to see.
I’m a rather awful creature, so please don’t come close,
because I’m a fucking parasite and you’re about to be my host.
Your smile makes the blood in my veins change from ice to fire,...
I can’t trust anything around me until I’m in your arms.
It feels like ‘round each corner lies just another task,
and it seems that the strength to face this challenge’s what I lack,
but I’ve also been lacking love and hope and a few dreams,
because lately it’s just nightmares, there’s nothing here to see.
I’m a rather awful creature, so please don’t come close,
because I’m a fucking parasite and you’re about to be my host.
Your smile makes the blood in my veins change from ice to fire,...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Jun 2015 10:32pm
12th Jun 2015 10:32pm
This Is How I Miss You
Often times I find myself sealing my eyes shut,
and when I block out the world I'm focused on missing you.
Please don't misinterpret me when I say this.
I understand that there are millions of different ways to miss somebody.
it's not a "I can't go on without you" kind of miss you.
I'm not helpless without you.
Not having you here doesn't make the days harder.
It doesn't make the clock tick and tock any slower or faster.
"It's just a little bit longer," I keep telling myself,
I've been saying it since the first day of your absence....
and when I block out the world I'm focused on missing you.
Please don't misinterpret me when I say this.
I understand that there are millions of different ways to miss somebody.
it's not a "I can't go on without you" kind of miss you.
I'm not helpless without you.
Not having you here doesn't make the days harder.
It doesn't make the clock tick and tock any slower or faster.
"It's just a little bit longer," I keep telling myself,
I've been saying it since the first day of your absence....
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Apr 2015 1:09pm
7th Apr 2015 1:09pm
Beast without the Beauty
Allow me to apologize in advance for all of the trouble that I'm going to bring towards you,
because despite your disagreement,
this is the truth:
I am a beast without the beauty,
on a mission to destroy all of which gets in my way.
I was built to be numb,
I was programmed to feel nothing,
I lived my whole life alone,
building my walls to the greatest extent..
but then you came along;
hurdling me into a volcano of self destruction,
as I melt away all my confidence,
as I tear down my once so sacred wall,
all of my remaining sanity slowly...
because despite your disagreement,
this is the truth:
I am a beast without the beauty,
on a mission to destroy all of which gets in my way.
I was built to be numb,
I was programmed to feel nothing,
I lived my whole life alone,
building my walls to the greatest extent..
but then you came along;
hurdling me into a volcano of self destruction,
as I melt away all my confidence,
as I tear down my once so sacred wall,
all of my remaining sanity slowly...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Mar 2015 12:52pm
22nd Mar 2015 12:52pm
Down Fall the Leaves Along with the Soldiers
Down fall the leaves along with the soldiers,
Too much guilt to carry upon shoulders,
Too much light seeping through the wall’s cracks,
More lies in the text than there are facts.
Shells go flying and ears begin to ring.
The cold of your heart starts to make your bones sting,
And as the stinging goes on you soon start to break,
Your insides deteriorating flake by flake.
You can still hear a beating but it isn’t your heart,
It’s just the truth coming out tearing your loved ones apart.
There’s nowhere to turn to and nowhere to hide,
The...
Too much guilt to carry upon shoulders,
Too much light seeping through the wall’s cracks,
More lies in the text than there are facts.
Shells go flying and ears begin to ring.
The cold of your heart starts to make your bones sting,
And as the stinging goes on you soon start to break,
Your insides deteriorating flake by flake.
You can still hear a beating but it isn’t your heart,
It’s just the truth coming out tearing your loved ones apart.
There’s nowhere to turn to and nowhere to hide,
The...
581 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2015 10:39pm
20th Jan 2015 10:39pm
Adrian
Lying in your shirt is nothing compared to your arms,
the scent is comforting, but you can't keep me from harm.
After just one night together, I didn't want to let go,
your love is the only concept that I really know.
One day we were only friends, but the next you were my world.
This feeling isn't butterflies, my stomach's doing twirls.
You treat me better than I've ever been, and honestly it'strange,
but I'd prefer this odditity to our friendship of yesterday.
Ofcourse you're still my bestfriend, but now you're finally more.
You're all I've ever...
the scent is comforting, but you can't keep me from harm.
After just one night together, I didn't want to let go,
your love is the only concept that I really know.
One day we were only friends, but the next you were my world.
This feeling isn't butterflies, my stomach's doing twirls.
You treat me better than I've ever been, and honestly it'strange,
but I'd prefer this odditity to our friendship of yesterday.
Ofcourse you're still my bestfriend, but now you're finally more.
You're all I've ever...
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LOVE POEM
Published
20th Jan 2015 1:32pm
20th Jan 2015 1:32pm
Daddy
I loved you,
But you never cared.
It broke my heart,
You would've rather drank beer.
I needed you,
But for so long you weren't here.
You barely know me at all,
Doesn't that explain my tears?
This distance is deadly
Between father and daughter,
But you can't pick your family,
So I don't get to choose another.
You never understood me,
You didnt bother to try.
When you were drunk you'd get angry,
And that's why I would hide.
You obviously can't comprehend
The stress it's been causing...
But you never cared.
It broke my heart,
You would've rather drank beer.
I needed you,
But for so long you weren't here.
You barely know me at all,
Doesn't that explain my tears?
This distance is deadly
Between father and daughter,
But you can't pick your family,
So I don't get to choose another.
You never understood me,
You didnt bother to try.
When you were drunk you'd get angry,
And that's why I would hide.
You obviously can't comprehend
The stress it's been causing...
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ANGER POEM
Published
17th Jan 2015 2:13am
17th Jan 2015 2:13am
I don't think little Tommy knows what the f**k he's talking about
I cant help but wonder if he thinks about me as often as I do him,
but now that I think about it,
I could have been just another girl.
Just another girl on an ordinary night,
just one of the many who have come his way,
and lord knows that they regret it,
We live in a world where a little girl can't be left alone at the park,
and isn't that a damn shame?
Isn't that disgusting?
Our society makes jokes,
our society laughs,
but did Tumblr or Facebook ever get held down and stabbed and told to shut the fuck up?
You know what they...
but now that I think about it,
I could have been just another girl.
Just another girl on an ordinary night,
just one of the many who have come his way,
and lord knows that they regret it,
We live in a world where a little girl can't be left alone at the park,
and isn't that a damn shame?
Isn't that disgusting?
Our society makes jokes,
our society laughs,
but did Tumblr or Facebook ever get held down and stabbed and told to shut the fuck up?
You know what they...
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ANGER POEM
Published
17th Jan 2015 2:06am
17th Jan 2015 2:06am
When everybody is a stranger, who am I supposed to trust?
I'll never forget how you could leave your mark on a girl.
This ins't a metaphor darling,
I still have the scars, and I remember the bruises.
Don't you remember it as well as I do?
Did the dugout mean nothing to you?
Don't I cross your mind?
Because that hour was the longest of my life,
The cold chill that ran through my bones,
the remarkable blade of your knife against my neck.
How was I supposed to be quiet?
How was I supposed to hold still?
Why wouldn't you let me just go home?
Not a day goes by that you don't haunt my...
This ins't a metaphor darling,
I still have the scars, and I remember the bruises.
Don't you remember it as well as I do?
Did the dugout mean nothing to you?
Don't I cross your mind?
Because that hour was the longest of my life,
The cold chill that ran through my bones,
the remarkable blade of your knife against my neck.
How was I supposed to be quiet?
How was I supposed to hold still?
Why wouldn't you let me just go home?
Not a day goes by that you don't haunt my...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Dec 2014 1:58pm
21st Dec 2014 1:58pm
Daddy's Indian Flowers
I was the kid who's parents had a grow-op.
I was the kid who didn't mind,
because from a young age my parents had been honest with me.
When I would ask about the green sparkly plants my dad would call them "Daddy's Indian Flowers."
I thought these Indian flowers were the prettiest thing I had ever seen,
and they smelled so unique,
but then I saw mommy and daddy cutting down the flowers.
"what are you doing to the flowers Mommy?"
"Honey they're more than just daddy's flowers, they're medicine, we grow these flowers to help other...
I was the kid who didn't mind,
because from a young age my parents had been honest with me.
When I would ask about the green sparkly plants my dad would call them "Daddy's Indian Flowers."
I thought these Indian flowers were the prettiest thing I had ever seen,
and they smelled so unique,
but then I saw mommy and daddy cutting down the flowers.
"what are you doing to the flowers Mommy?"
"Honey they're more than just daddy's flowers, they're medicine, we grow these flowers to help other...
876 reads
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