Submissions by Scarybutnotscared
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
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Published
2nd Jan 2023 5:01am
2nd Jan 2023 5:01am
What should i do ?
Im scared
Im scared that once open the lid on my black soul its contents will crawl out and you will behold every dark thought I've kept inside; and you will run.
Run far and fast, and you wont stop till i can no longer reach you.
It scares me the thought of seeing you turn away from me in horror.
Ive let you in to the bright light happy side of my heart, and i know it is not fair of me to keep things hidden but; The joy, the warmth, and the peacefulness you bring with you has become something that i don't ever want to live without. Im addicted to your comfort and...
Im scared that once open the lid on my black soul its contents will crawl out and you will behold every dark thought I've kept inside; and you will run.
Run far and fast, and you wont stop till i can no longer reach you.
It scares me the thought of seeing you turn away from me in horror.
Ive let you in to the bright light happy side of my heart, and i know it is not fair of me to keep things hidden but; The joy, the warmth, and the peacefulness you bring with you has become something that i don't ever want to live without. Im addicted to your comfort and...
#anxiety
#kindness
#depression
#shame
#admiration
313 reads
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Published
5th Jul 2022 3:46am
5th Jul 2022 3:46am
Fog
This sickness is worsening, everyday gets longer and every night gets shorter.
Less and less sleep is achieved due to the never ending cycle of nightmares.
When will sweet relief come?
I feel the emptiness growing.
The darkness is spreading, soon I feel that there won’t be any coming back for me, not out of this tunnel.
Every fear I have, is whispering sweet nothings into my ears, every devil on my shoulder is telling me to do it; persuading me to give in.
Someone find me, here; lost in the fog.
Less and less sleep is achieved due to the never ending cycle of nightmares.
When will sweet relief come?
I feel the emptiness growing.
The darkness is spreading, soon I feel that there won’t be any coming back for me, not out of this tunnel.
Every fear I have, is whispering sweet nothings into my ears, every devil on my shoulder is telling me to do it; persuading me to give in.
Someone find me, here; lost in the fog.
#sadness
#kindness
#storm
#TruthOfLife
#emptiness
444 reads
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Published
30th Dec 2021 3:26am
30th Dec 2021 3:26am
Hurting inside.
I am wounded
I am broken
I am sad
You punched a hole straight threw my chest, but see no problem with it.
You build me up just to tear me down, to revel in my overwhelming sorrow.
Can I withstand this seemingly never ending typhoon?
I am broken
I am sad
You punched a hole straight threw my chest, but see no problem with it.
You build me up just to tear me down, to revel in my overwhelming sorrow.
Can I withstand this seemingly never ending typhoon?
#sadness
#loneliness
#confusion #hurt
#confusion #hurt
669 reads
4 Comments
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Published
2nd Feb 2021 8:19pm
2nd Feb 2021 8:19pm
Spiraling into sadness
Someone asked me if I would ever fight for them, if I would do whatever it took to keep them next to me, if I would be jealous or angry at someone who tried to make a move on them.
The question puzzled me for a moment and I realized.. that I wouldn’t ever feel that way towards them.
I don’t have those feeling in me, at least not for them.
Then It hit me like a ton of bricks.
why it is that you can bring out the fire in my otherwise bland and mundane heart?
Why is it when I see you with someone, that it hurts, like my soul has been ripped out of my cheast?
Why...
The question puzzled me for a moment and I realized.. that I wouldn’t ever feel that way towards them.
I don’t have those feeling in me, at least not for them.
Then It hit me like a ton of bricks.
why it is that you can bring out the fire in my otherwise bland and mundane heart?
Why is it when I see you with someone, that it hurts, like my soul has been ripped out of my cheast?
Why...
#UnrequitedLove
#FirstLove
491 reads
9 Comments
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Published
7th Aug 2020 3:41am
7th Aug 2020 3:41am
Living with a ghost?
This may all sound like bull shit but it is true I promise you.
So my parents own a old house, it was built in the 1800’s, and we have lived here since my little bother was born so it’s been 23 years so far.
Anyways ever since I can remember my siblings and I ( there and 5 of us) have always thought the house was creepy, it creeked and cracked day and night, and you always felt like their was some one watching you even when it was just you in the room.
You could see things out of the corner of your eyes in every room (it wasn’t just confined to one area.) since...
So my parents own a old house, it was built in the 1800’s, and we have lived here since my little bother was born so it’s been 23 years so far.
Anyways ever since I can remember my siblings and I ( there and 5 of us) have always thought the house was creepy, it creeked and cracked day and night, and you always felt like their was some one watching you even when it was just you in the room.
You could see things out of the corner of your eyes in every room (it wasn’t just confined to one area.) since...
#LifeStruggles
#ghosts
#respect
641 reads
6 Comments
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Published
16th Feb 2020 6:47pm
16th Feb 2020 6:47pm
10 years
So it has come.
The day that marks 10 years since your death. Today your bother and I came to visit you and brought you 2 red roses.
We laughed and joked today in light of the circumstances, we figured you were probably tired of seeing the sadness in the faces of those who come to visit you.
If only... if only ... if only...
I could say if only this or if only that till the day I die but wishing anything was different isn’t going to change anything.
I’ll only say this And that’s where I’ll leave it.
You were a flawed person, a wonderfully sweet,...
The day that marks 10 years since your death. Today your bother and I came to visit you and brought you 2 red roses.
We laughed and joked today in light of the circumstances, we figured you were probably tired of seeing the sadness in the faces of those who come to visit you.
If only... if only ... if only...
I could say if only this or if only that till the day I die but wishing anything was different isn’t going to change anything.
I’ll only say this And that’s where I’ll leave it.
You were a flawed person, a wonderfully sweet,...
#love
#death
#anniversary
#graveyard
#MovingOn
671 reads
7 Comments
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Published
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
14th Aug 2019 2:19am
Giving up, now I want to live
Going form 120lbs and dropping, to 170lbs and gaining.
From almost skin and bones to actually having muscle tone.
From loathing themselves at their very core, to actually liking who they are now, and are proud of themselves for doing things they never thought would be possible.
From wishing everyday would be their last and actively trying to kill themselves, to actually enjoying being alive.
From running away and hiding from every problem to facing them head on.
From giving up, to holding on.
From almost skin and bones to actually having muscle tone.
From loathing themselves at their very core, to actually liking who they are now, and are proud of themselves for doing things they never thought would be possible.
From wishing everyday would be their last and actively trying to kill themselves, to actually enjoying being alive.
From running away and hiding from every problem to facing them head on.
From giving up, to holding on.
#strength
#courage
#motivational
#TimeHeals
#redemption
488 reads
8 Comments
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Published
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully#2
At this point I was only laughing to myself in my head because the look on her face was shocked startled and also a little bit of embarrassed. I hadn’t even done anything to her the only thing I Had done was sit next to her and watch her work. Where she started I will say was the worst place she didn’t sketch it out first she just went straight in with the harsh black which is not the best place to start because you can’t fix it once it’s on. I told her that she ignored me. I watched her work for at least an hour and it didn’t turn out, if anything it turned out worse than I expected. At this...
#kindness
#strength
#bullying
#TimeHeals
#suffering
496 reads
4 Comments
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Published
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully #1
So this happened to me a couple years ago and every time I think about this situation I can’t help but smile. I want to tell someone about it, but I haven’t, I’m afraid that they wont understand or feel as empowered as I did and still do.
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
#kindness
#conflict
#bullying
#strength
#courage
506 reads
1 Comment
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Published
26th Mar 2018 2:28am
26th Mar 2018 2:28am
Old photo
This picture makes me laugh.
Not because you look bad or anything , i would date this guy over again in a heartbeat.
I just love how sassy you look.
The way your sitting slumped down in the chair.
The slight smirk emerging from The right side of your mouth.
The im gunna pretend you don't exist look.
I can't believe I took this before I started dating you...
I can't help but smile when I look at it.
It brings back memories of you being a jerk to me, which now I realise was just to steal my attention away from others.
I dont know why but It just...
Not because you look bad or anything , i would date this guy over again in a heartbeat.
I just love how sassy you look.
The way your sitting slumped down in the chair.
The slight smirk emerging from The right side of your mouth.
The im gunna pretend you don't exist look.
I can't believe I took this before I started dating you...
I can't help but smile when I look at it.
It brings back memories of you being a jerk to me, which now I realise was just to steal my attention away from others.
I dont know why but It just...
#ILoveYou
#FallingInLove
754 reads
6 Comments
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Published
8th Mar 2018 7:49pm
8th Mar 2018 7:49pm
Drug addict's admission
You are such a strong woman.
No matter what I do, you always stand your ground.
No matter the bullshit I put you threw, all the heartache you are always there, looking at me with love in your eyes.
You are the man in this relationship.
You are strong!
you are unyielding!
you never let go!
And I am weak, frail and afraid.
I dont deserve you.
But even so, I am drawn to you.
I envy your resilience.
You are wonderful, beautiful, the purest soul I've ever seen.
I am ugly, and rotten, a shell of myself crumbling away.
You see me...
No matter what I do, you always stand your ground.
No matter the bullshit I put you threw, all the heartache you are always there, looking at me with love in your eyes.
You are the man in this relationship.
You are strong!
you are unyielding!
you never let go!
And I am weak, frail and afraid.
I dont deserve you.
But even so, I am drawn to you.
I envy your resilience.
You are wonderful, beautiful, the purest soul I've ever seen.
I am ugly, and rotten, a shell of myself crumbling away.
You see me...
#love
#addiction
#honesty
722 reads
3 Comments
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Published
16th Feb 2018 3:42pm
16th Feb 2018 3:42pm
2.16.10
Today marks 8 years since you have left. I wish that when i say 'left' that it implies you just moved away and that there was a chance that we could see you again, but no.
There are many people feeling the weight of your loss, myself included, but it is not all sadness. I am happy that you are not suffering. You were to sweet for the crule world around you. You turned to the harshest of coping mechanisms to mask the pain you are feeling inside. What you did was not right, but I cannot just blame you anymore. You surround yourself with people who were the same as you who had the same...
There are many people feeling the weight of your loss, myself included, but it is not all sadness. I am happy that you are not suffering. You were to sweet for the crule world around you. You turned to the harshest of coping mechanisms to mask the pain you are feeling inside. What you did was not right, but I cannot just blame you anymore. You surround yourself with people who were the same as you who had the same...
#grief
#heartbroken
#death
#addiction
#TimeHeals
682 reads
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