Submissions by The_bloody_rose (Heather Mazzagotte)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
As a poet I tend to be darker and deeper than some will go. My mind has been through everything bad imaginable and I put that emotion into the writing i create. I am a real and inspired writer who will cross boundaries to become better
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
29th Mar 2013 6:52am
29th Mar 2013 6:52am
These Words are Damage
You speak these words in search for humor
But tear me inside like lacerations per syllable.
The blood rushes to the surface trying to help
But the pain keeps coming back.
I'm alone at this moment
The damage has been done.
I start to panic.
Shaking
Trembling
Rushing up my spine.
When deep words enter only harm remains.
My hands are tied
With lips sealed shut.
I try to reach out and scream for you
Only hearing silence and denial.
When I finally die
You'll dance at my grave.
Making me shake
Tremble
Running through my...
But tear me inside like lacerations per syllable.
The blood rushes to the surface trying to help
But the pain keeps coming back.
I'm alone at this moment
The damage has been done.
I start to panic.
Shaking
Trembling
Rushing up my spine.
When deep words enter only harm remains.
My hands are tied
With lips sealed shut.
I try to reach out and scream for you
Only hearing silence and denial.
When I finally die
You'll dance at my grave.
Making me shake
Tremble
Running through my...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2013 1:45am
28th Mar 2013 1:45am
Rose
I bought a rose and it began to wilt.
One by one the petals gone till laying on the table a single stem.
When I tried to piece together what damage had been done
I heard a knock upon my door
A women appeared, frail and withered
She said to me these fine words
"Don't let something beautiful wilt in your presence,
For its a mistake. They ones with such beauty always die
And one of their lives you had to take"
She left with the rose and her words got me to think
Can such a rose left to die,
Come back to be pieced together?
One by one the petals gone till laying on the table a single stem.
When I tried to piece together what damage had been done
I heard a knock upon my door
A women appeared, frail and withered
She said to me these fine words
"Don't let something beautiful wilt in your presence,
For its a mistake. They ones with such beauty always die
And one of their lives you had to take"
She left with the rose and her words got me to think
Can such a rose left to die,
Come back to be pieced together?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Mar 2013 1:37am
28th Mar 2013 1:37am
Mother May I Say
Mother, mother may I say?
All you've done has pushed me away.
You gave me life, you brought me to this earth
Then you turned me away saying I have no worth.
Abandoned my body at its time of need
At just age of 5 you never loved your own seed.
Then turning to teen, such a change in life
You never called, cared, bothered I was still alive.
Now you waltz back in , seen how much I've grown
Sayin you love me, calling me your own.
When once before I needed your love
I needed you to care, to help me rise above.
Yet nothing I said...
All you've done has pushed me away.
You gave me life, you brought me to this earth
Then you turned me away saying I have no worth.
Abandoned my body at its time of need
At just age of 5 you never loved your own seed.
Then turning to teen, such a change in life
You never called, cared, bothered I was still alive.
Now you waltz back in , seen how much I've grown
Sayin you love me, calling me your own.
When once before I needed your love
I needed you to care, to help me rise above.
Yet nothing I said...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th Mar 2013 4:49pm
5th Mar 2013 4:49pm
Ride of the Wolf
He hears the howl of the night
His old life is nowhere in sight.
He didn't want this you know
It was given as a gift.
Now every rise of the moon
He is out for the kill.
His pulse raises
It gives him a thrill
When the alpha howls
It's time to run.
The games are over
All that's left is the kill for the fun.
He must find the silver bullet
Before he dies.
48 hours
Until his demise.
Times running out
There's no where to hide.
Be ready for the journey
And hold on for the...
His old life is nowhere in sight.
He didn't want this you know
It was given as a gift.
Now every rise of the moon
He is out for the kill.
His pulse raises
It gives him a thrill
When the alpha howls
It's time to run.
The games are over
All that's left is the kill for the fun.
He must find the silver bullet
Before he dies.
48 hours
Until his demise.
Times running out
There's no where to hide.
Be ready for the journey
And hold on for the...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
1st Mar 2013 3:33am
1st Mar 2013 3:33am
Whispers in the Wind (Prologue)
I look around seeing grey colored mist blanketing the ground like snow in winter. My eyes catch a lighter mist in the form of a little girl. The apparition looks at me with its dark eyes. "Come Rosie, save me please", the wind whispers to me. I look behind and the apparition appears to me in a white night gown. She stands in front of me, "Save me, before its too late", she whispers again. I reach out to touch her, yet she disappears into the grey of the mist. Why me? I silently thought, why must i save her? These questions and more swarmed my every thought.
...
...
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2013 2:37am
24th Feb 2013 2:37am
What if...?
What if I sewn my mouth shut?
Maybe then I won't say something wrong..
What if I took out my eyes?
I won't see something I shouldn't have..
What if I popped out my ear drums?
I might not hear all the corrupt lies..
What if I cut off my hands?
Maybe then I won't touch where I am not wanted..
What if I broke my legs?
Then I wouldn't venture out where I don't belong..
What if..?
Maybe then I won't say something wrong..
What if I took out my eyes?
I won't see something I shouldn't have..
What if I popped out my ear drums?
I might not hear all the corrupt lies..
What if I cut off my hands?
Maybe then I won't touch where I am not wanted..
What if I broke my legs?
Then I wouldn't venture out where I don't belong..
What if..?
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
24th Feb 2013 2:31am
24th Feb 2013 2:31am
Little Thing I Call Life
What do you do when the world
turns in a different direction?
Turn it back around
How can you tell when
someone's here for all the right reasons?
They care for you not what you put out.
We all know society is turning
into some kind of freak show
Who will step up
Before its just too late
Mix it all together
It becomes reality
Open up your eyes
You'll see it everyday
We're going In a spiral
Downhill
Really fast
Can you not feel?
Wake up
Smell the roses
It's time for
A little thing I...
turns in a different direction?
Turn it back around
How can you tell when
someone's here for all the right reasons?
They care for you not what you put out.
We all know society is turning
into some kind of freak show
Who will step up
Before its just too late
Mix it all together
It becomes reality
Open up your eyes
You'll see it everyday
We're going In a spiral
Downhill
Really fast
Can you not feel?
Wake up
Smell the roses
It's time for
A little thing I...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 3:40am
21st Feb 2013 3:40am
Razor Counts To Ten
There was a day I stepped in red
The day I taught my razor blade
To count to Ten
One for the pain you inflict on my soul
Two for the lies you've alway told
Three for the person you wish I was
Four are all the regrets your mind does
Five for the times you wanted me gone
Six for everything you said was wrong
Seven for the damage done to my heart
Eight for the family you said I tore apart
Nine for every hateful word you've said
Ten just for you now that I'm dead
The day I taught my razor blade
To count to Ten
One for the pain you inflict on my soul
Two for the lies you've alway told
Three for the person you wish I was
Four are all the regrets your mind does
Five for the times you wanted me gone
Six for everything you said was wrong
Seven for the damage done to my heart
Eight for the family you said I tore apart
Nine for every hateful word you've said
Ten just for you now that I'm dead
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DARK POEM
Published
21st Feb 2013 1:04am
21st Feb 2013 1:04am
Sorrows of the Dead
My black backpack is filled with broken dreams
Covered by tears from eyes filled with pain.
Bet you didn't know you caused this
Bet you never cared.
My whole world is surrounded by darkness
Entities of the past are my only aquaintance
You see the smile on my face everday?
Acting like its okay?
Yet inside im dying
Slowly
Painfully
I try not to show but the pain is getting to deep
I am dead
Walking with the living
The black sheep
In a room full of white
They say there is someone for everyone
With me the...
Covered by tears from eyes filled with pain.
Bet you didn't know you caused this
Bet you never cared.
My whole world is surrounded by darkness
Entities of the past are my only aquaintance
You see the smile on my face everday?
Acting like its okay?
Yet inside im dying
Slowly
Painfully
I try not to show but the pain is getting to deep
I am dead
Walking with the living
The black sheep
In a room full of white
They say there is someone for everyone
With me the...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Feb 2013 2:29am
19th Feb 2013 2:29am
I Believe In Dream
I believe in imagination
I believe in dream
I believe in everything
That isn't what it seems
Can you see the angels
Looking from the sky?
Because when you dream a crazy dream
You'll never let them slip by
So just believe in imagination
Just believe in dream
Just believe in everything
That isn't what it seems
I believe in dream
I believe in everything
That isn't what it seems
Can you see the angels
Looking from the sky?
Because when you dream a crazy dream
You'll never let them slip by
So just believe in imagination
Just believe in dream
Just believe in everything
That isn't what it seems
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Feb 2013 2:26am
19th Feb 2013 2:26am
Mental Suicide
She puts her hand on her heart and says we last goodbyes
He thinks back to her life as each moment passes she cries
Her mind explodes and her body fades away
3-he lays down and smiles for the people she once loved
2-she closes her eyes and tears fall for all the times she has had
1-her body fades and soul is at rest, the pain has gone away
She is finally where she needs to be and she will be loved for what she was underestimated
He thinks back to her life as each moment passes she cries
Her mind explodes and her body fades away
3-he lays down and smiles for the people she once loved
2-she closes her eyes and tears fall for all the times she has had
1-her body fades and soul is at rest, the pain has gone away
She is finally where she needs to be and she will be loved for what she was underestimated
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