Submissions by Page_Writer (Mad Girl)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Poet. Dreamer. Hopeless Romantic. Music Lover. Avid Reader. Writer. Mother. Storyteller. Neurotic.
Antisocial (Pint-Sized Poem #7)
Alone.
Solitude.
Quiet.
Peace.
This is my life.
Kept distant,
apart from the world.
From people.
From life.
Shy--
Alone--
Scare--
By myself--
This is my life.
No people.
No drama.
No problems.
No one.
Just me--
Alone.
Solitude.
Quiet.
Peace.
This is my life.
Kept distant,
apart from the world.
From people.
From life.
Shy--
Alone--
Scare--
By myself--
This is my life.
No people.
No drama.
No problems.
No one.
Just me--
Alone.
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Sick (Pint-Sized Poem #6)
Your face--
Your presence
Your voice--
Your existence--
Everything about you. . .
Makes me sick.
Your presence
Your voice--
Your existence--
Everything about you. . .
Makes me sick.
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Never There (A Realization in 1st Period History)
Realization hits me as I add commentary to your conversation.
This is the way it always was between us.
You spoke to everyone--
I spoke to no one--
The only time you ever noticed me was when I spoke up.
Otherwise you never saw me.
We were dating, I should have been the only person you saw.
Now we're broken up and nothing has changed.
You are still the same, you never changed and never will change.
Whether w're together--
Or apart--
I was never there to you.
Invisible--
When you were with your friends--
Your family-- ...
This is the way it always was between us.
You spoke to everyone--
I spoke to no one--
The only time you ever noticed me was when I spoke up.
Otherwise you never saw me.
We were dating, I should have been the only person you saw.
Now we're broken up and nothing has changed.
You are still the same, you never changed and never will change.
Whether w're together--
Or apart--
I was never there to you.
Invisible--
When you were with your friends--
Your family-- ...
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Skipper (Pint-Sized Poem #5)
Not in class
Hidden behind the stairs
Alone
By myself
Away from the monsters
this recess of tile
and cement,
this spot--
This is my safe haven.
The monsters won't
get me here.
I am safe--
I am alone--
I am hidden--
Not in class
Behind a stairwell
Alone
Away from the monsters
By myself
I am the bad kid--
I am the rebel--
Failure--
No one--
Skipper.
Hidden behind the stairs
Alone
By myself
Away from the monsters
this recess of tile
and cement,
this spot--
This is my safe haven.
The monsters won't
get me here.
I am safe--
I am alone--
I am hidden--
Not in class
Behind a stairwell
Alone
Away from the monsters
By myself
I am the bad kid--
I am the rebel--
Failure--
No one--
Skipper.
612 reads
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Flirt (Pint-Sized Poem #4)
Smile--
Wave--
Wink--
blush at what he says--
laugh at his jokes--
Flirt--
Pull him in--
Make him want to
come closer--
Little Flirt--
Use him like you use
them all--
He'll no sooner see
the little whore
inside every flirt
there is destined
to be--
Wave--
Wink--
blush at what he says--
laugh at his jokes--
Flirt--
Pull him in--
Make him want to
come closer--
Little Flirt--
Use him like you use
them all--
He'll no sooner see
the little whore
inside every flirt
there is destined
to be--
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Kiss It All Better (Pint -Sized Poem #3)
Alone & crying--
Cries heard and you're there.
Lean in--
Pull close--
Kiss my tears away love.
Wounds turn to scars.
My scars will heal one day.
Until then I know you'll be there.
To hold me--
To love me--
To wipe away my tears--
To kiss it all better.
Cries heard and you're there.
Lean in--
Pull close--
Kiss my tears away love.
Wounds turn to scars.
My scars will heal one day.
Until then I know you'll be there.
To hold me--
To love me--
To wipe away my tears--
To kiss it all better.
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Fake (Pint-Sized Poem #2)
Fake--
Pathetic--
Pretending
little whore.
Die--
Leave--
Go away--
I hate you--
You're fake.
Like reality TV,
you only look real--
But you're really just...
fake
Pathetic--
Pretending
little whore.
Die--
Leave--
Go away--
I hate you--
You're fake.
Like reality TV,
you only look real--
But you're really just...
fake
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A Crying Plead (Pint-Sized Poem #1)
Hate her for me.
Please.
It's all I ask of you.
Pretty please and thank you.
Please.
It's all I ask of you.
Pretty please and thank you.
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Never Tasted Tears
Always wondering,
planning--
thinking--
Never believing,
barely focusing.
Views life in third person
seeing everything and everyone,
but believing and knowing that
no one sees him.
Until he saw her and
his world came undone,
everything he ever
believed in was gone.
Third person becomes first person
and the transparent eyeball disappears.
Watching her suffer drove him insane.
Until he met her,
he had never tasted tears.
of frustration--
of pain--...
planning--
thinking--
Never believing,
barely focusing.
Views life in third person
seeing everything and everyone,
but believing and knowing that
no one sees him.
Until he saw her and
his world came undone,
everything he ever
believed in was gone.
Third person becomes first person
and the transparent eyeball disappears.
Watching her suffer drove him insane.
Until he met her,
he had never tasted tears.
of frustration--
of pain--...
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Cute
Cute?
Because I can see the truth.
While you remain blind.
Cute?
Because I love you and
can protect you just as well
as you can protect me.
Cute?
I'm cute?
You find me slipping into
a homicidal jealousy cute?
I want to murder her.
I hate her.
She never care about you.
And once she finds someone else--
You'll be nothing to her again.
Am I still being cute?
How adorable am I right now?
I'll never lie to you love.
Putting my hatred for her aside,
she never liked you.
I'm sorry, love. ...
Because I can see the truth.
While you remain blind.
Cute?
Because I love you and
can protect you just as well
as you can protect me.
Cute?
I'm cute?
You find me slipping into
a homicidal jealousy cute?
I want to murder her.
I hate her.
She never care about you.
And once she finds someone else--
You'll be nothing to her again.
Am I still being cute?
How adorable am I right now?
I'll never lie to you love.
Putting my hatred for her aside,
she never liked you.
I'm sorry, love. ...
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A Back-Up Plan
font=Times New Roman]When does his friendship mean
anything to you?
When you have no one left
to come to your aid?
He still thinks highly of you,
always did-- It made me sick.
To watch him roll over and beg
like a dog wanting your
attention.
He would do anything for you,
and still is loyal to you.
You don't deserve his attention,
his loyatly,
his love--
No one appreciates him like I do.
I am the person that saw him as a person from the beginning,
as a human being who needed to be
love and understood just as I...
anything to you?
When you have no one left
to come to your aid?
He still thinks highly of you,
always did-- It made me sick.
To watch him roll over and beg
like a dog wanting your
attention.
He would do anything for you,
and still is loyal to you.
You don't deserve his attention,
his loyatly,
his love--
No one appreciates him like I do.
I am the person that saw him as a person from the beginning,
as a human being who needed to be
love and understood just as I...
770 reads
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Empty
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