Submissions by Unredeemed (Vickie)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
25th Aug 2020 6:42am
25th Aug 2020 6:42am
Value?
Where did I put my value?
I am always misplacing it.
Most days I find it in someone else's hand....
Why do I keep putting it there?
Where can I get some validation?
I keep asking for it.
From anyone.
I always want to see my value through someone else's eye.
I hate how weak that is
I hate that I ask for;
val·i·da·tion /ˌvaləˈdāSH(ə)n/
Noun
With every breath, and every write.
Why am I so;
need·y
/ˈnēdē/
adjectiv
hate the feeling;
...
I am always misplacing it.
Most days I find it in someone else's hand....
Why do I keep putting it there?
Where can I get some validation?
I keep asking for it.
From anyone.
I always want to see my value through someone else's eye.
I hate how weak that is
I hate that I ask for;
val·i·da·tion /ˌvaləˈdāSH(ə)n/
Noun
With every breath, and every write.
Why am I so;
need·y
/ˈnēdē/
adjectiv
hate the feeling;
...
#TruthOfLife
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jan 2020 4:24pm
30th Jan 2020 4:24pm
Love me, Crush me
I cant believe I fell for it
I fell for you again
I hate the way you make me weak
The way you make me sin
You draw me in with wisps of love
You wrap me in your warmth
And when you feel the love returned
You mock me into scorn
You sold the lie you always sell
I bought it without thought
Off guard you caught my heart again
And crushed me on the spot
"What a fool, I am to think
Your love was ever real
You'd never love someone...
I fell for you again
I hate the way you make me weak
The way you make me sin
You draw me in with wisps of love
You wrap me in your warmth
And when you feel the love returned
You mock me into scorn
You sold the lie you always sell
I bought it without thought
Off guard you caught my heart again
And crushed me on the spot
"What a fool, I am to think
Your love was ever real
You'd never love someone...
#UnrequitedLove
617 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jan 2020 1:55pm
27th Jan 2020 1:55pm
Tuesdays
I cant help but think of all the things I dont want to do right now... because the list is long and it never leaves my mind.
I cant help but focus on all the people I dont want to see, dont want to hear from, wish I could get away from... you know, the people that I love.
I just want all of this to end. I want it to be over. I dont want to wake up another day and think " I'd rather blow my brains out then face this." Because I cant pin point a single thing in my life worth blowing my brains out over.
Having to text someone the size of a kids shoe isn't worth...
I cant help but focus on all the people I dont want to see, dont want to hear from, wish I could get away from... you know, the people that I love.
I just want all of this to end. I want it to be over. I dont want to wake up another day and think " I'd rather blow my brains out then face this." Because I cant pin point a single thing in my life worth blowing my brains out over.
Having to text someone the size of a kids shoe isn't worth...
#anxiety
521 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
26th Jan 2020 2:47am
26th Jan 2020 2:47am
What's wrong with me?
I think I am broken
Like maybe my mind is not what its supposed to be.
Everything hurts.
I. Feel. Everything!...
Emotions are like a hot knife. They slide in so easy...
And burn everything coming out...
I try so hard to not see the beauty or the pain.
I dont want to be moved to tears or joy.
It All Hurts, So Much.
And I cant think straight...
And then I hurt people.
People that I love.
.........ihurtthem......
Because EVERYTHING hurts so much.
................... ...
Like maybe my mind is not what its supposed to be.
Everything hurts.
I. Feel. Everything!...
Emotions are like a hot knife. They slide in so easy...
And burn everything coming out...
I try so hard to not see the beauty or the pain.
I dont want to be moved to tears or joy.
It All Hurts, So Much.
And I cant think straight...
And then I hurt people.
People that I love.
.........ihurtthem......
Because EVERYTHING hurts so much.
................... ...
#depression
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2020 3:46am
23rd Jan 2020 3:46am
Whispered thoughts
I've been alone in thought and life
In troubles bound by family strife
I've been undone by hearts of ice
In darkness bled with unheard cries
I've lived my life and tried to care
For those who've felt thier own despair
I've learned that I can't help to bare
The hurts that hide in their nightmares
I've lost myself and lost my hope
I've used a hundred ways to cope
I've lost my dreams now dream of ropes
In dreams I hang my heart and float
To pull the trigger would be bliss
No wound too deep for heavens...
In troubles bound by family strife
I've been undone by hearts of ice
In darkness bled with unheard cries
I've lived my life and tried to care
For those who've felt thier own despair
I've learned that I can't help to bare
The hurts that hide in their nightmares
I've lost myself and lost my hope
I've used a hundred ways to cope
I've lost my dreams now dream of ropes
In dreams I hang my heart and float
To pull the trigger would be bliss
No wound too deep for heavens...
#despair
622 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
6th Jan 2020 7:34am
6th Jan 2020 7:34am
Sorry, in advance
You didnt mean to hurt me,
You didnt mean to make me cry.
You said you'd even hug me,
If it'd make everything alright.
But I dont want your hugs,
And I dont want your sympathy.
You say it's just the drugs,
And that I'm looking for some empathy.
You say I need to straighten up,
that I need to walk the line.
But I hate this god- forsaken dump,
And I'm running out of time.
You say that I am way too young,
But life goes by so fast.
You brag about the things I've done,
Stop looking at my past.
...
You didnt mean to make me cry.
You said you'd even hug me,
If it'd make everything alright.
But I dont want your hugs,
And I dont want your sympathy.
You say it's just the drugs,
And that I'm looking for some empathy.
You say I need to straighten up,
that I need to walk the line.
But I hate this god- forsaken dump,
And I'm running out of time.
You say that I am way too young,
But life goes by so fast.
You brag about the things I've done,
Stop looking at my past.
...
#bittersweet
504 reads
4 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Jan 2020 6:47am
6th Jan 2020 6:47am
Perspective
In the midnight hour
The darkest moments lie, yet
Stars so brightly shine
The darkest moments lie, yet
Stars so brightly shine
#hope
#stars
519 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Jan 2020 5:44am
5th Jan 2020 5:44am
Like medicine
Laughter comes and laughter goes
But laughter never stays
It tickles the ears and coddles the heart
Then slowly fades away
Bringing some joy, and mending somes pain
On solemn or sunless days
Laughters the lightning that kindles a fire
For broken hearts in decay
But laughter never stays
It tickles the ears and coddles the heart
Then slowly fades away
Bringing some joy, and mending somes pain
On solemn or sunless days
Laughters the lightning that kindles a fire
For broken hearts in decay
#hope
590 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
2nd Jan 2020 4:00am
2nd Jan 2020 4:00am
I dont understand
If I understood love, it would feel like her little hand in mine, on the lazy days of summer;
It would look like the stardust green of his eyes every time the light catches them at just the right angle;
it would smell like her hair after playing in hay and fire pits on nights filled with golden sunsets;
It would sound like his laughter after he tells a joke only he understands;
And it would taste like the grape he steals from my plate when he thinks I’m not looking.
***
If I understood hurt, it would look like disappointment written across a face...
It would look like the stardust green of his eyes every time the light catches them at just the right angle;
it would smell like her hair after playing in hay and fire pits on nights filled with golden sunsets;
It would sound like his laughter after he tells a joke only he understands;
And it would taste like the grape he steals from my plate when he thinks I’m not looking.
***
If I understood hurt, it would look like disappointment written across a face...
#motherhood
523 reads
4 Comments
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
2nd Jan 2020 3:50am
2nd Jan 2020 3:50am
No, I dont want to talk about it
How do I explain myself?
Cause my anger is misplaced.
It's like, I wanna be by myself, but not feel alone.
And I wanna skip out on life, but life's not allowed to go on without me.
It's all twisted cause I dream of leaving an impression, but I dont want anything to touch me.
Yet every moment leaves its mark.
How can I be so shallow and hollow, but feel so deeply?
I miss drugs. I miss the void and loss of inhibition.
Seriously, when did I forget how to be human?
Anything is better than...
Cause my anger is misplaced.
It's like, I wanna be by myself, but not feel alone.
And I wanna skip out on life, but life's not allowed to go on without me.
It's all twisted cause I dream of leaving an impression, but I dont want anything to touch me.
Yet every moment leaves its mark.
How can I be so shallow and hollow, but feel so deeply?
I miss drugs. I miss the void and loss of inhibition.
Seriously, when did I forget how to be human?
Anything is better than...
#jealousy
#apathy
497 reads
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Dec 2019 8:24pm
30th Dec 2019 8:24pm
Listless
Idle hands
Idle heart
Idle words that never start
Idle lives
Live idle dreams
And idle dreams can not be seen
An idle mind makes idle thoughts
But idle thoughts can't do a lot
Idle gestures give idle hopes
To idle children and idle folks
Idle oceans make no waves
And idle people make idle slaves
With idle hands
And idle hearts
And idle lives that fall apart
Idle heart
Idle words that never start
Idle lives
Live idle dreams
And idle dreams can not be seen
An idle mind makes idle thoughts
But idle thoughts can't do a lot
Idle gestures give idle hopes
To idle children and idle folks
Idle oceans make no waves
And idle people make idle slaves
With idle hands
And idle hearts
And idle lives that fall apart
#FeelingLost
570 reads
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
12th Nov 2019 6:21am
12th Nov 2019 6:21am
Weird Dream
Weird Dream:
There is a girl with long brown hair, in torn and tattered clothes. She is tall and thin and her skirt is flapping in the wind. It is cold and the girl is riding on an old ship in the ocean. The water is quiet and still with nothing in site for miles except for a rusty bridge to nowhere (it literally begans and ends in the water). She is completely alone and the ship is sinking as it floats to the narrow metal, bridge. I watch her as she climbs from the ship onto a small platform at the base of the bridge. She begins to pull what looks like luggage made of canvas off...
There is a girl with long brown hair, in torn and tattered clothes. She is tall and thin and her skirt is flapping in the wind. It is cold and the girl is riding on an old ship in the ocean. The water is quiet and still with nothing in site for miles except for a rusty bridge to nowhere (it literally begans and ends in the water). She is completely alone and the ship is sinking as it floats to the narrow metal, bridge. I watch her as she climbs from the ship onto a small platform at the base of the bridge. She begins to pull what looks like luggage made of canvas off...
#dreams
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