Submissions by Twistwd-kitten (Lil.mis.succubus)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
An old soul just trying to make sense of my mind through rhyme
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Oct 2024 5:26pm
7th Oct 2024 5:26pm
Deaths birthday
I was dead before I took my first breath
A day I know my mother tries to forget the day she had it all figured out and plan in motion to give up the responsibility of a baby she never wanted , but of course as fate has a fucked sense of humor and a different plan chooses, and that was somehow my fault , I paid the consequences for someone else deciding to play God, making me the living dead girl. Just a walking corpse with a pulse Its now the that dreaded day again the day the world decided I shouldn't exist but yet people had other ideas . I'm turning 26 today
A day I know my mother tries to forget the day she had it all figured out and plan in motion to give up the responsibility of a baby she never wanted , but of course as fate has a fucked sense of humor and a different plan chooses, and that was somehow my fault , I paid the consequences for someone else deciding to play God, making me the living dead girl. Just a walking corpse with a pulse Its now the that dreaded day again the day the world decided I shouldn't exist but yet people had other ideas . I'm turning 26 today
#depression
#identity
67 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2024 2:35am
3rd Mar 2024 2:35am
Too...damaged
In truth my heart is too damaged to love anyone properly , much like a deranged killer who can't help but kill the things they love I can't seem to not abuse the ones who get close to me as if they deserve to be punished for loving me.
#loneliness
310 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
1st Mar 2024 9:28am
1st Mar 2024 9:28am
Skate park drain
trippin on acid in the skate park drain.
two people a boy and a girl, though adults still acting on childish whims to find the happines they
lack,
due to roug, growing up to fast and drug use of many kinds: find themselves late one night
stumbling into a small park. with neither having any place to call home they found comfort in
eachothers company , for them that was good enough. now unlike most nights the two would
not simply be buring a glass dick, no in fact they had a adventure driped on fruit snacks tightly
bound in foil. they laugh in excitment and...
two people a boy and a girl, though adults still acting on childish whims to find the happines they
lack,
due to roug, growing up to fast and drug use of many kinds: find themselves late one night
stumbling into a small park. with neither having any place to call home they found comfort in
eachothers company , for them that was good enough. now unlike most nights the two would
not simply be buring a glass dick, no in fact they had a adventure driped on fruit snacks tightly
bound in foil. they laugh in excitment and...
#love
#drugs
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
19th May 2019 2:04am
19th May 2019 2:04am
Late post partum
Post partum depression ? Is that what this shit is? Never planed to be a mom hell I didn't see my self making it to 30... But now it's different I have a lil boy who's smile makes everything else fade away... But then I'm suddenly ill and unable to feel anything besides fear what if I'm a terrible mom following in the foots steps of my female family genes...
Suddenly I forget how to be patient and get worked up at his cry for attention wanting to be held till my arms cave and feel like they have fallen off. Once the frustrations subside I finally break down and cry holding my beautiful...
Suddenly I forget how to be patient and get worked up at his cry for attention wanting to be held till my arms cave and feel like they have fallen off. Once the frustrations subside I finally break down and cry holding my beautiful...
#sadness
#hope
#birth
480 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
28th Mar 2019 7:17am
28th Mar 2019 7:17am
Lost...
Lost on purpose,
Refusing to go home, or
Stop and ask for directions,
Because in truth I don't know where i'd go,
I've been running for so long,
My little bread crumb trail is long gone ,
Picked away by the birds of time,
So I took a trip with no destination in mind,
Too caught up on my dead man's ride,
Lost on purpose,
Just hoping to die,
And erase my self from society's. Conscious mind,
Lost in purpose.,
Not really sure why....
Refusing to go home, or
Stop and ask for directions,
Because in truth I don't know where i'd go,
I've been running for so long,
My little bread crumb trail is long gone ,
Picked away by the birds of time,
So I took a trip with no destination in mind,
Too caught up on my dead man's ride,
Lost on purpose,
Just hoping to die,
And erase my self from society's. Conscious mind,
Lost in purpose.,
Not really sure why....
#FeelingLost
465 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
17th May 2018 8:02am
17th May 2018 8:02am
Hotline lies
You call me up again just to break me like a promise
And i foolishly fall blindly for the phone careful to ignore the razor sharp egdes of what was supose to be true but was never even real .
And i foolishly fall blindly for the phone careful to ignore the razor sharp egdes of what was supose to be true but was never even real .
#lies
492 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
16th May 2018 3:29am
16th May 2018 3:29am
Craving the edge
I haven't self
Mutilated in four years and yet i crave nothing more then the sweet kiss of the straight edge and the flow of red pumping from where my heart once was. There was no foreseeable trigger nor clear motive leading up to the cause of this sudden desire to tear away at my skin besides the obvious one of life not just defeating me but continously degrade humiliate and useing me then before i can toss in my white flag it gives and revives me just enough to contiune this monotone cycle . though thats nothing new nor a reason to go back to the me i once feared to look in the eyes...
Mutilated in four years and yet i crave nothing more then the sweet kiss of the straight edge and the flow of red pumping from where my heart once was. There was no foreseeable trigger nor clear motive leading up to the cause of this sudden desire to tear away at my skin besides the obvious one of life not just defeating me but continously degrade humiliate and useing me then before i can toss in my white flag it gives and revives me just enough to contiune this monotone cycle . though thats nothing new nor a reason to go back to the me i once feared to look in the eyes...
#SelfHarm
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LOVE POEM
Published
16th May 2018 3:25am
16th May 2018 3:25am
Hollow nights
Vacant snores echo off the walls inside my head how is it one second we are a force unlike any told in the legends and then next we are on two diffrent planets on opposite ends of the space and time .
One action sends us tumbling into choatic harmony . and i find myself once again alone though your right next to me completley unaware of the rivers flowing from my clear eyes . hurting over things i have created in some dark corrmer of my mind
Some days i some how capture your wondering thoughts and we will be like how we were in the begining then other days no matter what i try the...
One action sends us tumbling into choatic harmony . and i find myself once again alone though your right next to me completley unaware of the rivers flowing from my clear eyes . hurting over things i have created in some dark corrmer of my mind
Some days i some how capture your wondering thoughts and we will be like how we were in the begining then other days no matter what i try the...
#heartbroken
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Feb 2018 4:55pm
22nd Feb 2018 4:55pm
false advertisment
strutting thigh highs and a bad attitude , surrounded by what seemed a permeate cloud of smoke masking the alluring smirk to finish of the creatures image
now... if only they all saw past the illusion like i did there quite possibly would be some detrimental consequences ,
but in this tale only I see the creature for what she really is.......
me
not some mystical being nor a princess in a fairytale ....
just a broken girl with one too any flaws and abandonment issues , all done up to trick anyone foolish enough to be drawn in by the faint glint in my illuminants...
now... if only they all saw past the illusion like i did there quite possibly would be some detrimental consequences ,
but in this tale only I see the creature for what she really is.......
me
not some mystical being nor a princess in a fairytale ....
just a broken girl with one too any flaws and abandonment issues , all done up to trick anyone foolish enough to be drawn in by the faint glint in my illuminants...
#identity
#myself
#confusion
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
569 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
9th Jan 2018 11:18am
9th Jan 2018 11:18am
Just a selfish write
Bring on the self loathing soaked deep in pity. Once again ive single hadly destroyed yet another day ... How manys that now 3.... 4 who honestly keeps track ive become prone to strike every nerve possible in a single flick of tonuge . to make matters worse there is no actual reason consciously at least for it i am in the wrong i am what causes all of this and I'm left pondering what the fuck is wrong with me am i truly that deranged.... clearly theres something that never developed or quite possibly died off in those first few minutes of being the living dead ...
And this god Damn...
And this god Damn...
#dark
#shadows
#confessional
#despair
#suffering
508 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Dec 2017 1:18pm
2nd Dec 2017 1:18pm
Worth while
As i lay here in an over powering Ethiopia enduce trace i faintly hear those oh so simple combination of words...
I love you
echo in my head. Suddenly it all makes perfect sense it just illuminated in my head like the classic light bulb from old cartoons the main antagonist discovering a brilliant scheme.
It was As simpley beautifully clear
though I have loved many before this man in front of me I could not have ever found, imagined, or created what it really meant and how it really feels to be in love with someone.
And Maybe its just the drugs or the sex induce...
I love you
echo in my head. Suddenly it all makes perfect sense it just illuminated in my head like the classic light bulb from old cartoons the main antagonist discovering a brilliant scheme.
It was As simpley beautifully clear
though I have loved many before this man in front of me I could not have ever found, imagined, or created what it really meant and how it really feels to be in love with someone.
And Maybe its just the drugs or the sex induce...
#LifeChangingMoment
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