Submissions by OceanHollow (ElleEccedentesiast)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Closed Ways.
I love the way
Love hunts you.
I love the way
Words give your needed path.
I love the way
They stay by you.
The way everything
Offers itself to you.
But the way
Aches haunt me.
That difficult way
Of being unable to say anything.
The way I please people
Just for them to stay.
And the way all I am
Is nothing.
All that I hate.
I couldn't understand
Why they're even called ways.
When every one of them... are closed.
Love hunts you.
I love the way
Words give your needed path.
I love the way
They stay by you.
The way everything
Offers itself to you.
But the way
Aches haunt me.
That difficult way
Of being unable to say anything.
The way I please people
Just for them to stay.
And the way all I am
Is nothing.
All that I hate.
I couldn't understand
Why they're even called ways.
When every one of them... are closed.
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How.
How things are,
I can't explain.
When I'm sad,
I don't know why.
All I do is cry,
Without saying words.
I get judged,
I get a lot.
I tried so hard,
But all is done.
Things are too much
And I am crashed.
I pick the blade,
With nothing on mind.
I slice my wrists,
Feeling numb.
Now I lay,
With my life draining.
Now they come,
And it's too late.
I can't explain.
When I'm sad,
I don't know why.
All I do is cry,
Without saying words.
I get judged,
I get a lot.
I tried so hard,
But all is done.
Things are too much
And I am crashed.
I pick the blade,
With nothing on mind.
I slice my wrists,
Feeling numb.
Now I lay,
With my life draining.
Now they come,
And it's too late.
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Questions that was never answered
All I feel is coldness, how could it be?
Is it all because of me?
Why is everyone looking at me like that?
I loved them all, have I not?
One by one, they're walking away.
Hey, is ther nothing left to say?
Just why do I suddenly have none?
And... Why am I the only one?
Can't anyone tell me what happened?
Were your trusts for me ruined?
How do I get it back?
To gain what I lack?
Or to give more than more?
Hey, please open this door!
Is it all because of me?
Why is everyone looking at me like that?
I loved them all, have I not?
One by one, they're walking away.
Hey, is ther nothing left to say?
Just why do I suddenly have none?
And... Why am I the only one?
Can't anyone tell me what happened?
Were your trusts for me ruined?
How do I get it back?
To gain what I lack?
Or to give more than more?
Hey, please open this door!
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Cause of replacement
This room that's dark,
My words that froze.
The blade in my hand,
The scars in my wrists.
My fierce atmosphere,
My angered swollen eyes.
The love you've spoken before,
Your feelings you've given me.
I've hold on to that all.
But look at where it took me,
What it made me become,
On the time you gave them to another.
My words that froze.
The blade in my hand,
The scars in my wrists.
My fierce atmosphere,
My angered swollen eyes.
The love you've spoken before,
Your feelings you've given me.
I've hold on to that all.
But look at where it took me,
What it made me become,
On the time you gave them to another.
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Drowning in the unreachable part of pain.
I talk always.
But I don't know why
I can't say a word
Whenever I get sad.
I want to explain,
But noone cares.
So instead of words,
What comes out are tears.
I tried to hold them in,
But even I'm hollow
I feel an overflowing sadness.
Something I've got no control over.
But even with crying,
Tears couldn't be understood.
I've got to put them into words,
For others to at least see.
I want to,
But they already have a reply,
Something prepared before even hearing me.
No. They'll never care.
...
But I don't know why
I can't say a word
Whenever I get sad.
I want to explain,
But noone cares.
So instead of words,
What comes out are tears.
I tried to hold them in,
But even I'm hollow
I feel an overflowing sadness.
Something I've got no control over.
But even with crying,
Tears couldn't be understood.
I've got to put them into words,
For others to at least see.
I want to,
But they already have a reply,
Something prepared before even hearing me.
No. They'll never care.
...
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Everybody cares when it's too late.(How the depressed die silently)
There's this broken girl,
Seen everywhere but unidentified.
She wears a beautiful mask with a joyful curve in it.
But under it is a pale, hurt face.
Her eyes are recieve judgement because they're closed,
But little did they know the darkness she averts her eyes from.
She often opens her lips and doesn't quite talk,
So nobody hears her mourn.
Her skin is soft and smooth,
But what she holds is something rough, something sharp.
She has a patient personality,
But got tired and walked away, using what she holds in her self.
...
Seen everywhere but unidentified.
She wears a beautiful mask with a joyful curve in it.
But under it is a pale, hurt face.
Her eyes are recieve judgement because they're closed,
But little did they know the darkness she averts her eyes from.
She often opens her lips and doesn't quite talk,
So nobody hears her mourn.
Her skin is soft and smooth,
But what she holds is something rough, something sharp.
She has a patient personality,
But got tired and walked away, using what she holds in her self.
...
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Worthless
You're not good enough"
Some say when I try.
"That's so wrong"
I hear when I do what i feel free in.
"I don't need your help"
Given to me when I offer.
"Why are you like that?"
Said to me when I'm being myself
"Later. I'm Busy."
Pushing me away when i needed.
"She's coming, let's get out of here."
Murmured when I'm about to approach.
"Too sensitive"
Labeled upon me for not being able to hide what I feel.
"Such a damper"
Shot at me when I walk away because of pain.
Because of too...
Some say when I try.
"That's so wrong"
I hear when I do what i feel free in.
"I don't need your help"
Given to me when I offer.
"Why are you like that?"
Said to me when I'm being myself
"Later. I'm Busy."
Pushing me away when i needed.
"She's coming, let's get out of here."
Murmured when I'm about to approach.
"Too sensitive"
Labeled upon me for not being able to hide what I feel.
"Such a damper"
Shot at me when I walk away because of pain.
Because of too...
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Judged Book Cover
I'm a girl, a book of everything
My moments serve as a paragraph,
Each day as a page,
And an experience as a chapter.
I keep my cover clean,
Clear and unharmed.
But here's what I'll tell you.
So would you hear me through?
Inside me you see the blue ink,
Pages crumpled and tattered.
Before turns some are wripped and missing:
Parts taken by others.
My words are written in mess.
Some sentences are in blur,
And the story is quite unclear.
But the summary is well understood.
I am but a book
Who tells a dark...
My moments serve as a paragraph,
Each day as a page,
And an experience as a chapter.
I keep my cover clean,
Clear and unharmed.
But here's what I'll tell you.
So would you hear me through?
Inside me you see the blue ink,
Pages crumpled and tattered.
Before turns some are wripped and missing:
Parts taken by others.
My words are written in mess.
Some sentences are in blur,
And the story is quite unclear.
But the summary is well understood.
I am but a book
Who tells a dark...
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