Submissions by PeachWineAndCats
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
15th Sep 2021 5:45pm
15th Sep 2021 5:45pm
Jaded tears and a heart of sapphire
My heart used to beat for those who killed it
So I lost all of my desire
To pick up the old building kit
And rule over my rightful empire
My garden's completely filled with shit
And shadows that conspire
But I notice a willow that weeps when hit
And it makes me wonder why I never tire
Of wanting my neck to be split
Even when my heart is on fire
So I pick up the crown that barely fits
And I hear the tree calling me sire
With a confidence that's counterfeit
I try my best to inspire
I see how the world never cared...
So I lost all of my desire
To pick up the old building kit
And rule over my rightful empire
My garden's completely filled with shit
And shadows that conspire
But I notice a willow that weeps when hit
And it makes me wonder why I never tire
Of wanting my neck to be split
Even when my heart is on fire
So I pick up the crown that barely fits
And I hear the tree calling me sire
With a confidence that's counterfeit
I try my best to inspire
I see how the world never cared...
#depression
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Aug 2021 10:38am
29th Aug 2021 10:38am
indigo and blue are my only sisters
They loved me the way society approved
And hated me whenever they felt bitter
I loved them the way I saw fit
And all I saw was pain and sadness covered in glitter
I loved them even when I was hurting
Even when they ran out of all the pretty shimmer
I loved them unconditionally
Even when I was rejected for not being their sister
They love me much more now
As if I wasn't still so so bitter
They love the memories we had
How I always kept on loving HER
They never saw the hurt and the sorrow
They just look at me now...
And hated me whenever they felt bitter
I loved them the way I saw fit
And all I saw was pain and sadness covered in glitter
I loved them even when I was hurting
Even when they ran out of all the pretty shimmer
I loved them unconditionally
Even when I was rejected for not being their sister
They love me much more now
As if I wasn't still so so bitter
They love the memories we had
How I always kept on loving HER
They never saw the hurt and the sorrow
They just look at me now...
#depression
#sister
#family #SelfReflection
#family #SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Aug 2021 2:53pm
21st Aug 2021 2:53pm
Uncomfortable
I was always a polite kid
Black hair with paler face than the others
I was always a kind kid
Big blue heart unlike all the others
I was always a quite kid
"Gay and feminine goes to hell" said my MOTHER
I was always a weird kid
A walking sin an abomination targeted by the others
With a mark on my face
My hair my chest
My legs my back
My love and my heart
Easy to hit so I was struck
Easy to aim at so I was quick
Not to run because there was nowhere to go
Not to ask for help because my MOTHER doesn't know...
Black hair with paler face than the others
I was always a kind kid
Big blue heart unlike all the others
I was always a quite kid
"Gay and feminine goes to hell" said my MOTHER
I was always a weird kid
A walking sin an abomination targeted by the others
With a mark on my face
My hair my chest
My legs my back
My love and my heart
Easy to hit so I was struck
Easy to aim at so I was quick
Not to run because there was nowhere to go
Not to ask for help because my MOTHER doesn't know...
#depression
#identity
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jul 2021 10:20pm
30th Jul 2021 10:20pm
Old Heart
I have no words.
Yet they still flow through gritted teeth.
They hold meaning to those who never felt free to be.
I have no emotions.
Yet I feel restless when I smoke my weed.
My tears only show when I'm not drowning under the sea.
I have no walls.
Yet I see crumbling bricks of meat.
They're part of my heart and they beat as if they're still part of me.
I have no love.
Yet my love letters are tiny and discreet.
If I blink I miss them and ignore my one and only plea.
To love me, as I have loved those who didn't...
Yet they still flow through gritted teeth.
They hold meaning to those who never felt free to be.
I have no emotions.
Yet I feel restless when I smoke my weed.
My tears only show when I'm not drowning under the sea.
I have no walls.
Yet I see crumbling bricks of meat.
They're part of my heart and they beat as if they're still part of me.
I have no love.
Yet my love letters are tiny and discreet.
If I blink I miss them and ignore my one and only plea.
To love me, as I have loved those who didn't...
#depression
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Jul 2021 11:29am
8th Jul 2021 11:29am
Maybe it's a leaky tank or maybe it's maybelline
I'm running out.
Of what we both ask?
I'm running out of the will -
To fuck, to play, to breathe.
I've grown in this mold I was presented.
Its thorns scar me and its deformities keep me posted.
Of how I could never be enough.
When will my tears of pity light me up.
Or will I grow roots of self loathing as I'm drowned in sorrow.
In the soil that was made fertile from my blood.
Will I get closer to my mothers roots as I echo in her pain.
Then experience the emptiness as I reach for eternity but never touch.
Her roots growing further...
Of what we both ask?
I'm running out of the will -
To fuck, to play, to breathe.
I've grown in this mold I was presented.
Its thorns scar me and its deformities keep me posted.
Of how I could never be enough.
When will my tears of pity light me up.
Or will I grow roots of self loathing as I'm drowned in sorrow.
In the soil that was made fertile from my blood.
Will I get closer to my mothers roots as I echo in her pain.
Then experience the emptiness as I reach for eternity but never touch.
Her roots growing further...
#depression
#myself
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Jun 2021 9:24am
30th Jun 2021 9:24am
Alone but not really
I look at my pictures and wonder
If they were real because I don't remember -
The person I see. You were always a stranger.
With a friend but now I know better
They smile and now I see the sinister
Yet you're smiling like it was now or never
And now?
I recall how somber
I recall how pathetic
Weak. Alone. Apathetic.
I always thought it was genetic
Like my mother's tears were prophetic
Of how the world will treat me without ethic
Of how even I will refuse to be sympathetic
You've been hurt enough from that aesthetic ...
If they were real because I don't remember -
The person I see. You were always a stranger.
With a friend but now I know better
They smile and now I see the sinister
Yet you're smiling like it was now or never
And now?
I recall how somber
I recall how pathetic
Weak. Alone. Apathetic.
I always thought it was genetic
Like my mother's tears were prophetic
Of how the world will treat me without ethic
Of how even I will refuse to be sympathetic
You've been hurt enough from that aesthetic ...
#depression
#myself
#SelfReflection
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2021 12:07pm
29th Jun 2021 12:07pm
Under the balcony lights
Do you love me?
Or do you love the company.
Do you understand me?
Or do you hide behind the symphony.
Do you see me?
Or do you just see gluttony.
Because I love you.
When I feel your company.
I understand you.
When you remember that depressing memory.
I see you.
When you don't appreciate your tummy.
I don't want company today.
Except ours.
And I'm sad today.
Even with all these fake flowers.
I haven't been seen today.
So smoke me up and unbutton those trousers.
We can love each...
Or do you love the company.
Do you understand me?
Or do you hide behind the symphony.
Do you see me?
Or do you just see gluttony.
Because I love you.
When I feel your company.
I understand you.
When you remember that depressing memory.
I see you.
When you don't appreciate your tummy.
I don't want company today.
Except ours.
And I'm sad today.
Even with all these fake flowers.
I haven't been seen today.
So smoke me up and unbutton those trousers.
We can love each...
#depression
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Jun 2021 12:03pm
29th Jun 2021 12:03pm
Love Letters
I walk in an endless summer
A summer that reminds me of her
I walk slow cause I'm not a runner
A sunset to take in but I only feel number
It's getting boring but I should know better
Not to invite her in, she's always bitter -
That I ,
Neglected the tears
Made fun of my fears
Overwhelmed my psyche with cheers
Drowned my heart in beer
With a joint over my ear
Perhaps she was always my seer
I see her less and less these days
Sometimes I even forget about that phase
Snuggled in bed with my favorite sweaters ...
A summer that reminds me of her
I walk slow cause I'm not a runner
A sunset to take in but I only feel number
It's getting boring but I should know better
Not to invite her in, she's always bitter -
That I ,
Neglected the tears
Made fun of my fears
Overwhelmed my psyche with cheers
Drowned my heart in beer
With a joint over my ear
Perhaps she was always my seer
I see her less and less these days
Sometimes I even forget about that phase
Snuggled in bed with my favorite sweaters ...
#depression
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