Submissions by Scar-Unmade
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write poems about self image and try to relay my experiences in a meaningful way
Past tense
I remember when my heart was in pain
It was an experience we may all remember
The aching
The waiting
and the watching
But if your one of the lucky few
(damn you)
This is all in the past for you
you used to cry out at night
but now you cry tears of joy
as you hold your new baby girl or boy
what brought you to this place I wonder?
The luck you brought gave you the treasure you plundered
you looked your best
tried not to stare at her chest
and somehow stole a kiss
she would not give this lightly you learn
and you soon feel a...
It was an experience we may all remember
The aching
The waiting
and the watching
But if your one of the lucky few
(damn you)
This is all in the past for you
you used to cry out at night
but now you cry tears of joy
as you hold your new baby girl or boy
what brought you to this place I wonder?
The luck you brought gave you the treasure you plundered
you looked your best
tried not to stare at her chest
and somehow stole a kiss
she would not give this lightly you learn
and you soon feel a...
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Get Over It
Get over it
They tell me as I hide
The see what they want
Not what's inside
What's inside is worse
you see it hurts
I'd rather put them in a hearse
then see then for what they truly were
Bullies, you see
They take my insecurities
and abuse them in front of me
They beat and bruise me
Inside and out
My insides are worse than my outsides
and my outsides are weak from what I see inside
I take my insides and I ruin my outsides
and yet they have the audacity
to tell me
to Get over it
Well I take that to...
They tell me as I hide
The see what they want
Not what's inside
What's inside is worse
you see it hurts
I'd rather put them in a hearse
then see then for what they truly were
Bullies, you see
They take my insecurities
and abuse them in front of me
They beat and bruise me
Inside and out
My insides are worse than my outsides
and my outsides are weak from what I see inside
I take my insides and I ruin my outsides
and yet they have the audacity
to tell me
to Get over it
Well I take that to...
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