Submissions by Swan37
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I need a void to scream into. This is not a cry for help I just feel better when I write and let it all out
Love-crack
I'm a crackwhore
and you're the crack
come and destroy me
eat away at my bones and flesh
pick apart my skin
i don't need it anyways
you say you want me
want me bad
but you're a liar
and I-
I'm just a mess
and you're the crack
come and destroy me
eat away at my bones and flesh
pick apart my skin
i don't need it anyways
you say you want me
want me bad
but you're a liar
and I-
I'm just a mess
#sadness
#dark
#lies
#obsession
#manipulation
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Infatuation is a deadly heart condition
I want to breathe in his hair, but I don’t want to be weird
I want only his soul dancing on my skin
My fingers ache to trace the planes of his smooth and strong back
The brightness of his smile makes my heart skip a beat
I think I might be lovesick
Whenever I’m around him, he's like a dream
Soft around the edges, there’s not a single sharp thing about him
Even his teeth look harmless. There’s no bite to him
He’s all talk. Maybe even too much talk...
I bet he mumbles even in...
I want only his soul dancing on my skin
My fingers ache to trace the planes of his smooth and strong back
The brightness of his smile makes my heart skip a beat
I think I might be lovesick
Whenever I’m around him, he's like a dream
Soft around the edges, there’s not a single sharp thing about him
Even his teeth look harmless. There’s no bite to him
He’s all talk. Maybe even too much talk...
I bet he mumbles even in...
#love
#FallingInLove
#UnrequitedLove
#obsession
#vulnerability
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3 Comments
Unknown is scary
We live
We die
We're like butterflies
Cocooned and protected for most of our lives
Until one day adulthood sets us free
Becoming of age sounds like a dream
Being independent, being able to do
Whatever you want
Is what all of us imagined
We never suspected the world would be one big cage
"You can be whoever you want" is what adults used to tell us
And we believed them so blindly because we weren't aware they were lying
The world used to seem so big and bright
Now it's just dull and empty ...
We die
We're like butterflies
Cocooned and protected for most of our lives
Until one day adulthood sets us free
Becoming of age sounds like a dream
Being independent, being able to do
Whatever you want
Is what all of us imagined
We never suspected the world would be one big cage
"You can be whoever you want" is what adults used to tell us
And we believed them so blindly because we weren't aware they were lying
The world used to seem so big and bright
Now it's just dull and empty ...
#courage
#teens
#LifeStruggles
#TruthOfLife
#freedom
474 reads
2 Comments
writer's block
I’m sitting on my bed. It’s so uncomfy
And I’m just wondering why won’t words come to me?
It’s pure agony. The story had stopped writing itself
My control over it slipped from my grasp
I wanted to write something good goddammit
Something enjoyable
So now I'm venting instead
I just wish I was better
I just need a little bit of hope
I hate it when I run into a brick wall
Write myself into a corner
Feel that writer’s block breathing down my neck
Like a constant shadow that follows me and waits...
And I’m just wondering why won’t words come to me?
It’s pure agony. The story had stopped writing itself
My control over it slipped from my grasp
I wanted to write something good goddammit
Something enjoyable
So now I'm venting instead
I just wish I was better
I just need a little bit of hope
I hate it when I run into a brick wall
Write myself into a corner
Feel that writer’s block breathing down my neck
Like a constant shadow that follows me and waits...
#WritersBlock
#LifeAsAWriter
#frustration
#WritingPoetry
#despair
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darkness breeds creativity
I can never tell when someone is joking
Especially if I haven't known them for long
Or if we don’t hang out a lot
It’s especially hard to know when they’re poking fun over the phone
If I can’t see their faces how will I ever know if they’re being serious or not?
I use the word stupid a lot
Maybe I'm just self projecting?
Maybe I'm not?
Stupid isn’t the only word I would use to describe myself
But it also wouldn’t be the word I would think of last
Flamboyant, bubbly,...
Especially if I haven't known them for long
Or if we don’t hang out a lot
It’s especially hard to know when they’re poking fun over the phone
If I can’t see their faces how will I ever know if they’re being serious or not?
I use the word stupid a lot
Maybe I'm just self projecting?
Maybe I'm not?
Stupid isn’t the only word I would use to describe myself
But it also wouldn’t be the word I would think of last
Flamboyant, bubbly,...
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#despair
#insomnia
#nightmares
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7 Comments
If you can't love you can't hurt
I'm so terribly bored
To the point, I have started entertaining the idea of falling in love
With who I don’t know
I was hoping to find someone
Anyone I liked, really
I wasn’t overly picky
Or so I thought
but I couldn’t find anybody
No match was ever right for me
I told myself that these things take time
You can’t force feelings to come
You can fall in love just be patient
You know u can, I lied to myself
But to no avail
No matter how much time I spared no love was ever there...
To the point, I have started entertaining the idea of falling in love
With who I don’t know
I was hoping to find someone
Anyone I liked, really
I wasn’t overly picky
Or so I thought
but I couldn’t find anybody
No match was ever right for me
I told myself that these things take time
You can’t force feelings to come
You can fall in love just be patient
You know u can, I lied to myself
But to no avail
No matter how much time I spared no love was ever there...
#love
#FallingInLove
#MovingOn
#acceptance
#bittersweet
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waiting for me is ink black
empty
so so empty
I feel emptier than a void
I used to be overflowing
Full
Full of shit
I thought I had life figured out at the ripe age of thirteen
I thought I was so smart and ambitious with all my dreams and unrealistic expectations
soon to be crushed by the world's harsh realities
I thought that I could have it all simply because I already had it all
I imagined having a job. An important one
Not the type where you’re playing...
so so empty
I feel emptier than a void
I used to be overflowing
Full
Full of shit
I thought I had life figured out at the ripe age of thirteen
I thought I was so smart and ambitious with all my dreams and unrealistic expectations
soon to be crushed by the world's harsh realities
I thought that I could have it all simply because I already had it all
I imagined having a job. An important one
Not the type where you’re playing...
#identity
#dreams
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeGoals
#passion
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Old love is overrated
I don’t like love, but I love writing about it
There is just something about describing that particular feeling of butterflies fluttering in ones' chest when they get caught staring at their crush
I hadn’t felt those butterflies since… I don’t remember when
Lately, it feels more like barely alive flies are pathetically flapping around in my stomach, trying to escape the flesh-devouring acid that is threatening to swallow them whole
I don’t wish for those heated, fluttery kinds of feelings to come back to me
I don’t miss them anymore
...
There is just something about describing that particular feeling of butterflies fluttering in ones' chest when they get caught staring at their crush
I hadn’t felt those butterflies since… I don’t remember when
Lately, it feels more like barely alive flies are pathetically flapping around in my stomach, trying to escape the flesh-devouring acid that is threatening to swallow them whole
I don’t wish for those heated, fluttery kinds of feelings to come back to me
I don’t miss them anymore
...
#love
#loneliness
#FallingInLove
#FirstLove
#obsession
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ink is a tool
Here I am yet again writing away
Type, type, type... is this what has become of my life?
I want to write something so unique it makes your head spin
I want to write something so good it makes the hair on the back of your neck standstill
In anticipation? Shock perhaps? Maybe even fear?
I don't know...
I just know that I have this wish for my words to hit hard
Harder than your deadbeat dad
Harder than his leather belt
Why are most writers so sad?
Is it because they're so observant?
Catching everything...
Type, type, type... is this what has become of my life?
I want to write something so unique it makes your head spin
I want to write something so good it makes the hair on the back of your neck standstill
In anticipation? Shock perhaps? Maybe even fear?
I don't know...
I just know that I have this wish for my words to hit hard
Harder than your deadbeat dad
Harder than his leather belt
Why are most writers so sad?
Is it because they're so observant?
Catching everything...
#LifeGoals
#SelfReflection
#EdgarAllanPoe
#SelfWorth
#StreamOfConsciousness
322 reads
4 Comments
alone but not lonely
Not having someone to think about can be a bit boring at times
for I have no one to gush about
no one to romanticize in my empty head
no one but myself
it sounds kinda selfish
don't worry I am
it maybe even sounds kinda sad
I wouldn't know even if it was for I feel no sadness at all
I may be alone but I am not lonely
for being alone has never sounded better
it never felt more right than right now
I may have lost you
and even though you were the only thing I had I have not lost it all
for I have found...
for I have no one to gush about
no one to romanticize in my empty head
no one but myself
it sounds kinda selfish
don't worry I am
it maybe even sounds kinda sad
I wouldn't know even if it was for I feel no sadness at all
I may be alone but I am not lonely
for being alone has never sounded better
it never felt more right than right now
I may have lost you
and even though you were the only thing I had I have not lost it all
for I have found...
#love
#strength
#hope
#inspirational
#uplifting
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I really do
I guess I've done some pretty stupid things
Like not acknowledging the fact that you have a girlfriend
But you spent your nights with me instead of her
So who was I to say no?
Who was I to tell you to go?
To go and be with her when you could be with me instead
I just wanted to lay with you in my bed
You didn't love her anyway
So what's the point of me caring about her feelings more than you do?
She's just a stranger with a name to me
You're the one who's supposed to love her
Not me
Not me
And now after...
Like not acknowledging the fact that you have a girlfriend
But you spent your nights with me instead of her
So who was I to say no?
Who was I to tell you to go?
To go and be with her when you could be with me instead
I just wanted to lay with you in my bed
You didn't love her anyway
So what's the point of me caring about her feelings more than you do?
She's just a stranger with a name to me
You're the one who's supposed to love her
Not me
Not me
And now after...
#heartbroken
#TimeHeals
#MovingOn
#FirstLove
#separation
380 reads
6 Comments
Looking down
Looking down on people is my favorite game
The rules are simple, just look down your nose and watch them turn red with shame
Just say something mean and watch them hurt
Act like you're the best even though you think you're the worst
Use that acid in your voice because maybe it can make you feel a little bit better or like you matter
Whichever one you prefer
Looking down on people can be your new favorite hobby
Just be careful not to cross a line so you don't have to say you're sorry
The rules are simple, just look down your nose and watch them turn red with shame
Just say something mean and watch them hurt
Act like you're the best even though you think you're the worst
Use that acid in your voice because maybe it can make you feel a little bit better or like you matter
Whichever one you prefer
Looking down on people can be your new favorite hobby
Just be careful not to cross a line so you don't have to say you're sorry
#bullying
#honesty
#PowerOfWords
#apathy
#vulnerability
228 reads
4 Comments
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