Submissions by NightingaleTears
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2019 4:28pm
23rd Apr 2019 4:28pm
Accidental Heart
Walk along that empty path.
Wet your toes in the dewy grass.
Smile as we browse, hand in hand.
Shimmer in the sun.
Laugh when we tell stories of our youth.
Cry when you drop me off at home.
Call me, when you walk in the front door.
Giggle in the moon's gleam, as we talk late into the night.
Sob when we can't reach and it's just too much to take.
Grasp too tight when your heart threatens to break.
Cling to me when your world turns to ash.
Close your eyes before we crash.
It was my fault.
I drive too fast.
Wet your toes in the dewy grass.
Smile as we browse, hand in hand.
Shimmer in the sun.
Laugh when we tell stories of our youth.
Cry when you drop me off at home.
Call me, when you walk in the front door.
Giggle in the moon's gleam, as we talk late into the night.
Sob when we can't reach and it's just too much to take.
Grasp too tight when your heart threatens to break.
Cling to me when your world turns to ash.
Close your eyes before we crash.
It was my fault.
I drive too fast.
#love
#dark
#death #emptiness
#death #emptiness
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Apr 2019 4:24pm
23rd Apr 2019 4:24pm
Awakening
Awakeness in a frozen mental frame.
Sending me more mad in the brain.
I seem to want to cut myself off.
Reality so pointless.
Daydreaming so pointless.
My whole awakening of being.
Fractured in the making.
People always taking.
Everything. My life. No dreams.
Just an answer to the questions they scream.
Me. Me.. I'm weightless.
Ready to fly off the edge.
You won't understand.
You're not in this awakening.
You're not on the path.
You won't understand why I want to end it.
Unless you do... then what...
Sending me more mad in the brain.
I seem to want to cut myself off.
Reality so pointless.
Daydreaming so pointless.
My whole awakening of being.
Fractured in the making.
People always taking.
Everything. My life. No dreams.
Just an answer to the questions they scream.
Me. Me.. I'm weightless.
Ready to fly off the edge.
You won't understand.
You're not in this awakening.
You're not on the path.
You won't understand why I want to end it.
Unless you do... then what...
#anxiety
#depression
#LifeStruggles
#SelfHarm
#SelfReflection
519 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th May 2018 6:38pm
29th May 2018 6:38pm
Find Some Better Insults
Gay!"
"Weird!"
"Freak!"
"Geek!"
You say that like it's a bad thing ,
Like it's something people should be ashamed of.
But why? Because some of us happen to fall in love with the same gender?
Because our interests are out of the ordinary?
Because we might dye our hair wacky colors and wear clothes that don't fit your "normal"?
I see nothing wrong with us being ourselves.
People really suck at insults.
"Weird!"
"Freak!"
"Geek!"
You say that like it's a bad thing ,
Like it's something people should be ashamed of.
But why? Because some of us happen to fall in love with the same gender?
Because our interests are out of the ordinary?
Because we might dye our hair wacky colors and wear clothes that don't fit your "normal"?
I see nothing wrong with us being ourselves.
People really suck at insults.
#anger
#identity
#frustration #disappointment
#frustration #disappointment
411 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
24th May 2018 7:05pm
24th May 2018 7:05pm
They call me the "emo" kid
Just another "emo" kid,
All alone in this world.
Made by feelings you can't understand,
Living in the darkness I call my friend.
Black my eyes,
And slit my wrists.
Fed up with lies,
I'm sorry I exist.
So R.I.P. my heart,
Go tear it apart,
It's already numb, hidden so deep.
Locked in feelings, fallen asleep.
Oh, I could cry,
Listening to songs of death,
To this world I'd say goodbye.
My paper heart will slowly die...
And I'm dying inside,
My heart torn to shreds.
In my loneliness I...
All alone in this world.
Made by feelings you can't understand,
Living in the darkness I call my friend.
Black my eyes,
And slit my wrists.
Fed up with lies,
I'm sorry I exist.
So R.I.P. my heart,
Go tear it apart,
It's already numb, hidden so deep.
Locked in feelings, fallen asleep.
Oh, I could cry,
Listening to songs of death,
To this world I'd say goodbye.
My paper heart will slowly die...
And I'm dying inside,
My heart torn to shreds.
In my loneliness I...
#depression
#loneliness
#SelfHarm
#emptiness
#emotional
440 reads
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
23rd May 2018 7:45pm
23rd May 2018 7:45pm
Winter's First Kiss
You walk along the shorebank of the lake, as the sun’s crimson orange glow outlines the few wisps of clouds that cling in the sky. The wind whistles through the trees’ drying leaves, as some fall to the ground, in a cascading dance of autumn. The water is flat and still, like a looking glass left outside as it reflects the sun’s dying light. Some of the leaves have landed on the lake, and float about, like small boats rippling the shining mirror ever so slightly. The moon is becoming more visible now, a beacon among the approaching darkness. It is cold as you watch the sky settle down to...
#winter
#water
#nature
#peace
#ShortStory
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd May 2018 2:45pm
22nd May 2018 2:45pm
What if I were the sky?
What would it be like, if I were the sky?
A question I now ask myself, I know not why.
If I were the sky, I would watch all below,
I would see things familiar, and that I know.
I would see people passing by,
Greeting each other, then saying goodbye.
Summer would come,
Bringing with it the sun.
Next would come Autumn,
Changing the leaves' colors as days go by,
Watching the leaves as they fall and dry.
In comes Winter, a cold yet warm season,
Children romp around in the snow, without a care nor reason.
Finally Spring comes,...
A question I now ask myself, I know not why.
If I were the sky, I would watch all below,
I would see things familiar, and that I know.
I would see people passing by,
Greeting each other, then saying goodbye.
Summer would come,
Bringing with it the sun.
Next would come Autumn,
Changing the leaves' colors as days go by,
Watching the leaves as they fall and dry.
In comes Winter, a cold yet warm season,
Children romp around in the snow, without a care nor reason.
Finally Spring comes,...
#sky
476 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2018 9:24pm
21st May 2018 9:24pm
Reality
Awaken, lying on the floor,
Entangled in the sheets and more,
Photographs are staring from above.
Searching for a freedom lost,
Illusions formed at sanity's cost,
Forgetting slowly all that once was loved.
Haunted by forgotten dreams,
Voices shutting out the screams,
Running from myself, I trip and fall.
Fall down broken to the floor,
Unsure where to find the door,
Steadying myself against the wall.
Dreams keep finding me at night.
I wish for day, for sky alight,
Another day to lose myself inside.
Alone,...
Entangled in the sheets and more,
Photographs are staring from above.
Searching for a freedom lost,
Illusions formed at sanity's cost,
Forgetting slowly all that once was loved.
Haunted by forgotten dreams,
Voices shutting out the screams,
Running from myself, I trip and fall.
Fall down broken to the floor,
Unsure where to find the door,
Steadying myself against the wall.
Dreams keep finding me at night.
I wish for day, for sky alight,
Another day to lose myself inside.
Alone,...
#anxiety
#depression
#dreams
#sleep
#nightmares
464 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st May 2018 7:44pm
21st May 2018 7:44pm
Will you go to prom [with me]?
When I was younger, I would dream
Of what it would be like
To go to the school prom
Flowing dresses, glide across the floor
To be bedazzled
To dance away the night.
I would see pictures of those who went before me,
Surrounded by friends, happy as could be.
Smiles beaming from every face
Not a worry in the world, a carefree place.
I never saw pictures of someone alone
And I'd think to myself, it must be a magical night.
Where no one was excluded,
No one cast aside,
Everyone was friendly,
Walking hand in hand, and stride...
Of what it would be like
To go to the school prom
Flowing dresses, glide across the floor
To be bedazzled
To dance away the night.
I would see pictures of those who went before me,
Surrounded by friends, happy as could be.
Smiles beaming from every face
Not a worry in the world, a carefree place.
I never saw pictures of someone alone
And I'd think to myself, it must be a magical night.
Where no one was excluded,
No one cast aside,
Everyone was friendly,
Walking hand in hand, and stride...
#depression
#hope
#dark
#fate
#SelfReflection
578 reads
1 Comment
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
20th May 2018 5:39am
20th May 2018 5:39am
Limiting Ourselves
Some people are good
Some people are bad
Some people are book smart
Some people are street smart
Some people are athletic
Some people are artists
Some people are struggling
Some people take life for granted
We all co-exist
In this small place we call home
In a town in a city
In a city in a county
In a county in a state
In a state in a country
In a country in a continent
In a continent in a planet
In a planet in a solar system
In a solar system in a universe
We are but pinpricks on a map...
Some people are bad
Some people are book smart
Some people are street smart
Some people are athletic
Some people are artists
Some people are struggling
Some people take life for granted
We all co-exist
In this small place we call home
In a town in a city
In a city in a county
In a county in a state
In a state in a country
In a country in a continent
In a continent in a planet
In a planet in a solar system
In a solar system in a universe
We are but pinpricks on a map...
#LifeStruggles
487 reads
5 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
20th May 2018 5:36am
20th May 2018 5:36am
Broken Heart
Use a knife,
Make it sharp.
Cover the floor,
With a bloody tarp.
Do it far away,
Where no one can hear.
Hear her scream,
Or sense her fear.
Cut her beauty,
Cause her pain.
Kick her, beat her,
Oh, what a shame.
Make him jealous,
He did his part.
This is what you do,
When a boy breaks your heart.
Make it sharp.
Cover the floor,
With a bloody tarp.
Do it far away,
Where no one can hear.
Hear her scream,
Or sense her fear.
Cut her beauty,
Cause her pain.
Kick her, beat her,
Oh, what a shame.
Make him jealous,
He did his part.
This is what you do,
When a boy breaks your heart.
#anxiety
#love
#hate
#dark
#betrayal
715 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th May 2018 9:11pm
19th May 2018 9:11pm
Books
the dust
collects
builds
inch by inch
as bystanders
feather touch
glance
dare
to briefly open
the library
so beautiful
elegant
books
align the walls
every genre
in which one
can imagine
the atmosphere
draws people near
if only to inhale
the historic scent
the book of heart
sits upon the shelf
the cover so sensual
enchanting
one must touch
as eyes
read over the title ...
collects
builds
inch by inch
as bystanders
feather touch
glance
dare
to briefly open
the library
so beautiful
elegant
books
align the walls
every genre
in which one
can imagine
the atmosphere
draws people near
if only to inhale
the historic scent
the book of heart
sits upon the shelf
the cover so sensual
enchanting
one must touch
as eyes
read over the title ...
#books
668 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
19th May 2018 00:53am
19th May 2018 00:53am
Two Sides
Sometimes I have days in a row where I feel almost normal.
I say almost because there are always the racing thoughts at night.
And the endless toughts during the day.
But even those days I can find a reason.
A reason for the madness.
I know I’m afraid of the future, of loss, of growing up.
That’s why my thoughts race at night and never end during the day.
Those days are not the worst.
The days when I am sad and I don’t know why.
The days when I am devastated and don’t know why.
When you are depressed for a reason.
You can always make it...
I say almost because there are always the racing thoughts at night.
And the endless toughts during the day.
But even those days I can find a reason.
A reason for the madness.
I know I’m afraid of the future, of loss, of growing up.
That’s why my thoughts race at night and never end during the day.
Those days are not the worst.
The days when I am sad and I don’t know why.
The days when I am devastated and don’t know why.
When you are depressed for a reason.
You can always make it...
#anxiety
#depression
#confusion #SelfReflection
#confusion #SelfReflection
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