Submissions by TarishaE
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Cold
Rigor mortis of my emotional death
has begun its process
as i sit here gripping my chest
as if that will save me.
My heart blackening, body tingling
as every part of me grows cold.
Anger consumes my every thought
and tears begin to flow.
This tile floor feels like
the wet tears streaming my cheeks
freezing everything they touch
with every breath I take.
Time seems to stand still
and everything feels cold.
Life upped the ante
and I'm about to fold.
The cold steel feels smooth in my hand.
My hour glass is...
has begun its process
as i sit here gripping my chest
as if that will save me.
My heart blackening, body tingling
as every part of me grows cold.
Anger consumes my every thought
and tears begin to flow.
This tile floor feels like
the wet tears streaming my cheeks
freezing everything they touch
with every breath I take.
Time seems to stand still
and everything feels cold.
Life upped the ante
and I'm about to fold.
The cold steel feels smooth in my hand.
My hour glass is...
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(Work in progress)
Am i just another pretty face
that helps you escape time and place
feelings are staged and then erased
Your motives and actions are laced with hate.
So trusting with my past and thoughts
yet again I sit here alone and caught
in this web you pulled so taught
that I think I'll just lay here and rot.
Tired of the words escaping you lips
tired of your heart that seems eclipsed
Lacerated heart, so I add another stitch
yet every tear feels as though it rips.
that helps you escape time and place
feelings are staged and then erased
Your motives and actions are laced with hate.
So trusting with my past and thoughts
yet again I sit here alone and caught
in this web you pulled so taught
that I think I'll just lay here and rot.
Tired of the words escaping you lips
tired of your heart that seems eclipsed
Lacerated heart, so I add another stitch
yet every tear feels as though it rips.
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Life We Live
Emotionless stare
Acting with no care
We know it's never fair
But it's the life that we live.
Quietly enraged
Over a love once staged
Like a bird now caged
I'm screaming on the inside.
Acting with no care
We know it's never fair
But it's the life that we live.
Quietly enraged
Over a love once staged
Like a bird now caged
I'm screaming on the inside.
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Untitled
A knife in my side
a tear on my cheek
why is it always
pain that i seek
without even knowing
no conscious thought
im drowning in misery and its all my fault
why must i insist
on killing myself
another dream is broken
and set upon the shelf
another scar inside
another pain to hide
i dont want to die
but i know no other way
can you save me
from the girl in the mirror
cut and bleeding
alone in the floor
crawling through puddles
scratching at the door
stumbling to the window
trying to break free...
a tear on my cheek
why is it always
pain that i seek
without even knowing
no conscious thought
im drowning in misery and its all my fault
why must i insist
on killing myself
another dream is broken
and set upon the shelf
another scar inside
another pain to hide
i dont want to die
but i know no other way
can you save me
from the girl in the mirror
cut and bleeding
alone in the floor
crawling through puddles
scratching at the door
stumbling to the window
trying to break free...
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Simpe Seed
It all started with a simple seed
You planted in my soul.
I knew right away you were all I need
You'd make my life whole.
With a little patience and time
The seed in my soul grew.
I knew everything would be just fine
I knew that I loved you.
Now the seed has grown
Into a beautiful flower.
Our love is a wondrous song
I hear it every hour.
You planted in my soul.
I knew right away you were all I need
You'd make my life whole.
With a little patience and time
The seed in my soul grew.
I knew everything would be just fine
I knew that I loved you.
Now the seed has grown
Into a beautiful flower.
Our love is a wondrous song
I hear it every hour.
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Complications
I'm diving into a sea of uncertainty
Drowning in an ocean of oblivion
My lost love is an insignia of my lamentations.
I'm falling into a hole of nothingness
Lost in a futile world
How can I dig my way out of these complications?
Drowning in an ocean of oblivion
My lost love is an insignia of my lamentations.
I'm falling into a hole of nothingness
Lost in a futile world
How can I dig my way out of these complications?
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PONDER
Pleasant thoughts of you
On my mind, what will I do
Nothing can erase
Disturbed memories from your face
Early signs of broken hearts
Round my mind and we play the part.
On my mind, what will I do
Nothing can erase
Disturbed memories from your face
Early signs of broken hearts
Round my mind and we play the part.
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Tears
When thinking of you
The days seam longer
My tears fall harder
What will I do?
When I hear your name
My heart falls
loneliness calls
Will I ever be the same?
While writing this to you,
My hand shakes
My heart breaks
and tears roll down my face.
When I see you again
I'll run and grab you
tears will still fall
but because of happiness instead.
The days seam longer
My tears fall harder
What will I do?
When I hear your name
My heart falls
loneliness calls
Will I ever be the same?
While writing this to you,
My hand shakes
My heart breaks
and tears roll down my face.
When I see you again
I'll run and grab you
tears will still fall
but because of happiness instead.
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Untitled
She thought she was dead
alone, as she bled
the razor still in hand
what seemed a good plan.
Waking in a room
it must've been cleaned soon
the smell of bleach burns her eyes
atleast thats her excuse for why she cries.
They say she needs sedation
but she was trying to escape the medication
another dose it seems
its like she's living the same dream.
It's like they'll never understand
even with the razor still in hand
she would rather lay down and die
than to entertain getting high.
So she rips out the stitches
leaves a note...
alone, as she bled
the razor still in hand
what seemed a good plan.
Waking in a room
it must've been cleaned soon
the smell of bleach burns her eyes
atleast thats her excuse for why she cries.
They say she needs sedation
but she was trying to escape the medication
another dose it seems
its like she's living the same dream.
It's like they'll never understand
even with the razor still in hand
she would rather lay down and die
than to entertain getting high.
So she rips out the stitches
leaves a note...
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untitled
I wish life was a dream
So everything would change
It's hard to get up each morning
Without a drug encompassing my brain
I can't stand the way I am
I can't stand the way I feel
Each day brings new pain
So I take another pill
Slowly as time goes by
The pills are in control
Addiction has taken over
The pills fill in the holes
Its hard to experience a clean life
And go a day without
Each step I take towards recovery
Two are taken back in doubt.
So everything would change
It's hard to get up each morning
Without a drug encompassing my brain
I can't stand the way I am
I can't stand the way I feel
Each day brings new pain
So I take another pill
Slowly as time goes by
The pills are in control
Addiction has taken over
The pills fill in the holes
Its hard to experience a clean life
And go a day without
Each step I take towards recovery
Two are taken back in doubt.
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Suicide Imagined
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Loves Embrace
Kiss my lips and
Caress my face
Deep passion summed up
in a simple embrace.
A dream imagined
A journey embarked
A trusting togetherness
Exchanged from our hearts.
Caress my face
Deep passion summed up
in a simple embrace.
A dream imagined
A journey embarked
A trusting togetherness
Exchanged from our hearts.
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DU Poetry : Submissions by TarishaE