Submissions by Unconstrained_Mind (Call me Pop)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Mar 2016 1:01am
3rd Mar 2016 1:01am
I carry them everywhere
There's not a moment in the day that I don't think about taking my own life
And I don't think people understand the weight of it
When I wake up, the first thought on my mind is wishing I would have died in my slumber
Breakfast time, I think about poisoning myself
Shower, should I slip and hit my head?
Brushing my teeth, if I swallow the brush, will I choke to death?
Drive to school, I wait for someone to crash into me
In class, I hope someone stabs me to death, more common than you'd think in a school
Walking to class, I could jump off the rails onto my head...
And I don't think people understand the weight of it
When I wake up, the first thought on my mind is wishing I would have died in my slumber
Breakfast time, I think about poisoning myself
Shower, should I slip and hit my head?
Brushing my teeth, if I swallow the brush, will I choke to death?
Drive to school, I wait for someone to crash into me
In class, I hope someone stabs me to death, more common than you'd think in a school
Walking to class, I could jump off the rails onto my head...
568 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jul 2015 5:14pm
30th Jul 2015 5:14pm
Roses
There are times when you want to take others burdens from them, and care for them yourself
But burdens are roses
Once you have a hold of someone else's burden, you don't want to let go or give it back
So blinded by the good you're doing you don't realize the thorns that you've been pricked with
Only when that rose wilts regardless of how you handle it, do you let go
And you realize that you can't keep others roses alive
It's just a flower
It has no roots
From a bush of roses
We all have one to tend to
But you can't take other peoples' flowers and add...
But burdens are roses
Once you have a hold of someone else's burden, you don't want to let go or give it back
So blinded by the good you're doing you don't realize the thorns that you've been pricked with
Only when that rose wilts regardless of how you handle it, do you let go
And you realize that you can't keep others roses alive
It's just a flower
It has no roots
From a bush of roses
We all have one to tend to
But you can't take other peoples' flowers and add...
601 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Aug 2013 2:20pm
17th Aug 2013 2:20pm
Kids can be mean...
I've needed help since I was 6 years old. But that is a secret I've never told an adult, who would just send me away. So I've just put on a weak fake smile. People wonder why I'm so quiet. It's because if I start to talk my voice will crack and I'll burst into tears because I'll talk and talk about how I really feel. And I've always heard, if you burden your friends that you won't have any in the end. And I know this to be true. So I don't talk much, and if I do it's at a very low volume. People get annoyed, when they have to repeat themselves over and over when they are talking to me. It's...
729 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2013 9:13pm
22nd Jun 2013 9:13pm
Once apon a time...
Once apon a time, in a place that is all too real there lived a girl. This girl, she was beautiful. But an evil curse was placed apon her shoulders, that turned her hideous and unlovible. The curse gave her deep scars all over her wrists, her makeup always dripped down and stained her cheeks from red puffy eyes, she was fat, and she only had fake friends and every time she fell in love her heart was torn to pieces. Every day she would put on tons of bracelets to hide her wrists, she put on a baggy hoodie to hide her stomach, she pulled her hood down so no one could see her red eyes and...
656 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Jul 2012 2:30am
17th Jul 2012 2:30am
Water Elementals
Now I realize for all this hate
Why our soft skin is so vulnerable
Why we snap under other's pressure
And only the ones that express what they feel actually live life
We are water elemental
We create water
When you cry all your stress flows
When you die all the water you hold inside separates from everything else just aching to flow
If you don't obtain water you will surly parish
The entire universe needs water
If you do not water the earth your land turns cracked and unstable
If you do not have enough water you feel faint and have a sick...
Why our soft skin is so vulnerable
Why we snap under other's pressure
And only the ones that express what they feel actually live life
We are water elemental
We create water
When you cry all your stress flows
When you die all the water you hold inside separates from everything else just aching to flow
If you don't obtain water you will surly parish
The entire universe needs water
If you do not water the earth your land turns cracked and unstable
If you do not have enough water you feel faint and have a sick...
722 reads
2 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Jun 2012 7:49am
8th Jun 2012 7:49am
And then I realize.
Need to finish, I need to finish this now!"
Thoughts racing through my head.
This essay is due soon.
Why did I put it off until the last minute?
Hurry, hurry
You will fail if you don't.
Grab your paper and pencil and do something!
Curse these blank pages.
The white paper shines and burns my eyes as my desktop lamp glares down at them.
Rows and rows of sharpened pencils,
Lined up perfectly.
My eraser at hand,
My teeth grinding.
My hands in my hair,
My elbows on my desktop.
Staring down at the pages and pages of...
Thoughts racing through my head.
This essay is due soon.
Why did I put it off until the last minute?
Hurry, hurry
You will fail if you don't.
Grab your paper and pencil and do something!
Curse these blank pages.
The white paper shines and burns my eyes as my desktop lamp glares down at them.
Rows and rows of sharpened pencils,
Lined up perfectly.
My eraser at hand,
My teeth grinding.
My hands in my hair,
My elbows on my desktop.
Staring down at the pages and pages of...
724 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
7th Jun 2012 6:39am
7th Jun 2012 6:39am
The little orphan down the lane
816 reads
4 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
30th May 2012 1:06am
30th May 2012 1:06am
The Hush Hush Note
A young girl
The age of sixteen
Burst through her bedroom door
Slams it shut
Locks it tight
Her face hot and red
From embarrassment
And anger
Crystal tears run down her cheeks
She is not popular
An outcast
Always hidden in the shadows
She thinks she will never fit in
She thinks so little of herself
Scars all up her arms
She thinks she will never be noticed
That she is trash
That she doesn't need to live
She takes a blade
And cuts along her arms
In...
The age of sixteen
Burst through her bedroom door
Slams it shut
Locks it tight
Her face hot and red
From embarrassment
And anger
Crystal tears run down her cheeks
She is not popular
An outcast
Always hidden in the shadows
She thinks she will never fit in
She thinks so little of herself
Scars all up her arms
She thinks she will never be noticed
That she is trash
That she doesn't need to live
She takes a blade
And cuts along her arms
In...
898 reads
3 Comments
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