Submissions by Sheltered_Girl (Wandering_Soul)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Emotions
You feel what you feel
And it’s supposed to be okay
But what if you don’t want them?
Can you take them back?
Return them?
No.
So what do you do when feelings turn bad?
When you feel lost?
Alone?
I wouldn’t know.
And it’s supposed to be okay
But what if you don’t want them?
Can you take them back?
Return them?
No.
So what do you do when feelings turn bad?
When you feel lost?
Alone?
I wouldn’t know.
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Mask
Long ago
I put on a mask
To hide my emotions
To hide my real face
And I wore that mask for so long
That I forgot my real face
But now
My mask got pulled off
My real face exposed
And I don’t know what to do
All of my emotions have been exposed
I feel raw
Naked
Alone
I want to put my mask back on
But it’s been shattered into a million pieces
Unable to be put back together
And I have to deal with these emotions head on
And it’s hard
I feel like giving up
But I know that I can’t
That I have to work...
I put on a mask
To hide my emotions
To hide my real face
And I wore that mask for so long
That I forgot my real face
But now
My mask got pulled off
My real face exposed
And I don’t know what to do
All of my emotions have been exposed
I feel raw
Naked
Alone
I want to put my mask back on
But it’s been shattered into a million pieces
Unable to be put back together
And I have to deal with these emotions head on
And it’s hard
I feel like giving up
But I know that I can’t
That I have to work...
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Drowning
I try to fit in
I try to go with the flow
I want to hang out with them
But something inside me just says no
Why must my emotions tell me so?
I want to be happy with them
And just ignore the emotions and have bliss
But they dominate me
Push me down
Control me
And freedom has become something I miss
They give me anxiety
So much it feels like I’m drowning
Like I’ve been thrown into the black end of this pool
The darkness slowly crawling over me
Pulling me down into the abyss
I want to be with them
I really do...
I try to go with the flow
I want to hang out with them
But something inside me just says no
Why must my emotions tell me so?
I want to be happy with them
And just ignore the emotions and have bliss
But they dominate me
Push me down
Control me
And freedom has become something I miss
They give me anxiety
So much it feels like I’m drowning
Like I’ve been thrown into the black end of this pool
The darkness slowly crawling over me
Pulling me down into the abyss
I want to be with them
I really do...
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Why?
I’m supposed to be happy
And I am
But when I’m alone
My happiness turns to sadness
And it keeps getting worse
The happier I am
The sadder I get
Why am I so sad if I’m so happy?
Why do I want to take my razor,
And watch the blood run down my leg
If I’m happy?
What does happiness even mean?
My guess is
Happiness is the sadness going away
Just for a bit
Because no matter how happy we are
The sadness will come back
Twice as much as when we were happy
Why does it come back?
Why must it hurt me so?
I just...
And I am
But when I’m alone
My happiness turns to sadness
And it keeps getting worse
The happier I am
The sadder I get
Why am I so sad if I’m so happy?
Why do I want to take my razor,
And watch the blood run down my leg
If I’m happy?
What does happiness even mean?
My guess is
Happiness is the sadness going away
Just for a bit
Because no matter how happy we are
The sadness will come back
Twice as much as when we were happy
Why does it come back?
Why must it hurt me so?
I just...
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Fitting In
Everyone always says
‘You don’t need to fit in’
‘Be yourself’
But it’s a lot harder than that
Try being yourself after being told it’s stupid
After being told that you were worthless
After being put down for years
Now that I’m older
I want to fit in
I want people to like me
I want to make relationships
But it feel like it doesn’t work
Because I’m not like them
They smoke
I don’t
They like screamo and rock
I like pop
They are comfortable in social situations
I’m not
How am I supposed to be myself...
‘You don’t need to fit in’
‘Be yourself’
But it’s a lot harder than that
Try being yourself after being told it’s stupid
After being told that you were worthless
After being put down for years
Now that I’m older
I want to fit in
I want people to like me
I want to make relationships
But it feel like it doesn’t work
Because I’m not like them
They smoke
I don’t
They like screamo and rock
I like pop
They are comfortable in social situations
I’m not
How am I supposed to be myself...
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Sometimes.. They Win
When you start to heal
You feel on top of the world
Like nothing can hurt you
Like a high
But as there are highs
There are also lows
Times when everything that you’ve repressed
Comes back up again
Stuff that makes you doubt
Stuff that makes you do stuff you shouldn’t
It’s like a little voice in your head
Making you doubt
Making you question
Is it really worth fixing?
Do they really care about you?
Do I really matter?
Am I worth fixing?
This tiny little voice has power
Makes you regret ever trying to...
You feel on top of the world
Like nothing can hurt you
Like a high
But as there are highs
There are also lows
Times when everything that you’ve repressed
Comes back up again
Stuff that makes you doubt
Stuff that makes you do stuff you shouldn’t
It’s like a little voice in your head
Making you doubt
Making you question
Is it really worth fixing?
Do they really care about you?
Do I really matter?
Am I worth fixing?
This tiny little voice has power
Makes you regret ever trying to...
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Boxes
There’s a box around everyone
An invisible box that only the individual can see
There’s many different sizes and shapes to this box
And everyone’s is different
Some people’s boxes are small
Some are large
Some bend for friends and lovers
While some have impenetrable walls
When it comes to an emotional box
Mine is set pretty wide
With a large wall around it
To let no one in
And when someone pokes my box
Tries to understand me
Tries to help me
It hardens
I’ll push you away
Yell at you
Snap at you...
An invisible box that only the individual can see
There’s many different sizes and shapes to this box
And everyone’s is different
Some people’s boxes are small
Some are large
Some bend for friends and lovers
While some have impenetrable walls
When it comes to an emotional box
Mine is set pretty wide
With a large wall around it
To let no one in
And when someone pokes my box
Tries to understand me
Tries to help me
It hardens
I’ll push you away
Yell at you
Snap at you...
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When We Die
I’ve always wondered what it would be like
To die
What would it feel like?
Peaceful?
Quiet?
Where would you go after you die?
Somewhere where you won’t have to worry?
Where you don’t have to be afraid of how people think of you?
Where you can finally be happy?
On earth, you are happy
But in death
It could be glorious
Because the weight of the world
Lies down on your shoulders
And makes you tired
Makes you want to stop
Want to see the peace and quiet of death
People are always so sad when people die...
To die
What would it feel like?
Peaceful?
Quiet?
Where would you go after you die?
Somewhere where you won’t have to worry?
Where you don’t have to be afraid of how people think of you?
Where you can finally be happy?
On earth, you are happy
But in death
It could be glorious
Because the weight of the world
Lies down on your shoulders
And makes you tired
Makes you want to stop
Want to see the peace and quiet of death
People are always so sad when people die...
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Our Love
Why do people think our love is
Disgusting?
Why do people think our love is
Sinful?
Why do people think our love is
Punishable by death?
It shouldn’t.
It shouldn’t matter what gender you are.
It shouldn’t matter if you are the same gender.
What should matter is how I feel.
How I feel when I’m with her
When we touch
When our lips brush
It just feels right
How can people say it’s wrong
When it’s saved me from so much
Saved me from a tunnel
That was light, but the lights had started to dim.
Took me off a path...
Disgusting?
Why do people think our love is
Sinful?
Why do people think our love is
Punishable by death?
It shouldn’t.
It shouldn’t matter what gender you are.
It shouldn’t matter if you are the same gender.
What should matter is how I feel.
How I feel when I’m with her
When we touch
When our lips brush
It just feels right
How can people say it’s wrong
When it’s saved me from so much
Saved me from a tunnel
That was light, but the lights had started to dim.
Took me off a path...
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Breaking Free
When I was with them
I thought everything was fine
That there was nothing wrong with the way I lived
Everything was mine
Then it's off to college
All on my own
My parents no longer beside me
No problem, I thought, this world is mine
But I spent some time lost in my mind
Realizing that I was alone
That I was so blind
They made me small
Twisted me into their 'perfect daughter'
Put whatever they didn't like behind a wall
They'll think I turned rebel
That college has changed me
It hasn't
It's shown me what I could...
I thought everything was fine
That there was nothing wrong with the way I lived
Everything was mine
Then it's off to college
All on my own
My parents no longer beside me
No problem, I thought, this world is mine
But I spent some time lost in my mind
Realizing that I was alone
That I was so blind
They made me small
Twisted me into their 'perfect daughter'
Put whatever they didn't like behind a wall
They'll think I turned rebel
That college has changed me
It hasn't
It's shown me what I could...
601 reads
3 Comments
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