Submissions by Weeping_angel
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Jun 2013 7:32am
3rd Jun 2013 7:32am
John
I can't handle living with out you seeing as you were the only light to my darkness. You were the only one who made me feel a true sense of happiness. I miss your tender giving kisses which were stolen at every chance. I miss how you held me, with your body pressed against mine. How I could feel your heart racing when we lay there silently. How the words "I love you" made me feel needed. How you gently kissed my neck so sweetly which sent tingles down my spine. With one touch you could make me feel so safe and loved. You were the only person who when they said "it will be...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Jun 2013 7:29am
3rd Jun 2013 7:29am
Ryan.
I'm sick of you. I'm sick of putting up with you hurting me. Physically and mentally. You wonder why I want you gone or to not live any where near you. You wonder why I run away. You constantly mock me about every single thing I've done wrong, you tell me to go cut myself, to down those pills once more, that i don't deserve a life, i don't belong in this house-you even got mum to second that.you push me around and punch me for stupid reasons. Yes I sometimes say uncalled for words to you but that does not give you an excuse to fucking touch me or threaten to take my life. You think you are...
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LOVE POEM
Published
30th May 2013 7:54am
30th May 2013 7:54am
Something beatiful
His perfect green eyes sank deep into mine, he looked at me in a certain way where it felt he saw into my immortal filled soul. His gentle hands rose up and cupped my face, " I love you" he said sweetly. Of course I believed him. Still fixated by his gaze I replied, I said it so strongly, I meant every word. He slid his hands to behind my neck and pushed my hair away , His delicate tender lips moved down to my neck. They felt so warm and fulfilling. In that very moment I wanted him so badly. I needed him. He lay me down on the perfectly made bed and hovered over me. Without a...
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SELF POEM
Published
30th May 2013 7:48am
30th May 2013 7:48am
I'm sorry
Im sorry im good enough for them, not even you
I wish I could be better but that will never be true
Im sorry I disappoint the ones Who care
Then they leave me, why is it never fair?
Im sorry i carry this god awful pain
I have to take it out on my skin or ill go insane
I'm sorry I can not do anything right
I'm just the freak in the way of your light
Im sorry I have these scars spread all over me
It embarrasses you, by your eyes I can see
I'm sorry I make you cry
I promise I will give it my all , I really do try
I wish I could be better but that will never be true
Im sorry I disappoint the ones Who care
Then they leave me, why is it never fair?
Im sorry i carry this god awful pain
I have to take it out on my skin or ill go insane
I'm sorry I can not do anything right
I'm just the freak in the way of your light
Im sorry I have these scars spread all over me
It embarrasses you, by your eyes I can see
I'm sorry I make you cry
I promise I will give it my all , I really do try
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DARK POEM
Published
29th May 2013 00:20am
29th May 2013 00:20am
Satan at his best
Close your eyes and put your mind to rest
Shut out the demons as it was only Satan's test
Dispose of the jagged blade and do not go anywhere near
The devil is waiting and grasping onto your fear
Do not let the voices get you and cause you more pain
They will tear apart your happiness and leave you hardly sane
Close your eyes and drown your sorrows away
It will calm you for a while but just know he's always here to stay
Shut out the demons as it was only Satan's test
Dispose of the jagged blade and do not go anywhere near
The devil is waiting and grasping onto your fear
Do not let the voices get you and cause you more pain
They will tear apart your happiness and leave you hardly sane
Close your eyes and drown your sorrows away
It will calm you for a while but just know he's always here to stay
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DARK POEM
Published
28th May 2013 6:45am
28th May 2013 6:45am
Her crimson blood
Her skin went pale, the gun she held to her head was violently shaking. Her gradient eyes constantly flooded with tests whilst her finger was lightly placed on the trigger. With just one movement the pain would end. With one touch all of the darkness that consumed her would be dismissed. In her head, the two options of ending it or not were swirling around and around. If she ended it, she would pass the pain to her loved ones. But the pain of her own was overwriting others. She calmly pulled the trigger, her crimson blood smeared across the white wall behind her. Her head was slightly tilted...
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DARK POEM
Published
24th May 2013 10:55am
24th May 2013 10:55am
The mess she has made.
The pain displayed across her arms is how she sees the world in her eyes. Stained and scratched with mistakes, like looking into a broken mirror. But all she sees is a tainted soul always consumed my saddened thoughts. A heart that carries draped cobwebs and stitches. Swollen eyes that seep with the coldest pain, unbearable and crippling. But you see, no one notices. Every tear she sheds, she sheds silently. Every cut she make is veiled. She is ashamed of what she does and hates the agony she feels when her eyes fixate on the mess she has made. On her own skin.
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DARK POEM
Published
24th May 2013 10:55am
24th May 2013 10:55am
The mess she has made.
The pain displayed across her arms is how she sees the world in her eyes. Stained and scratched with mistakes, like looking into a broken mirror. But all she sees is a tainted soul always consumed my saddened thoughts. A heart that carries draped cobwebs and stitches. Swollen eyes that seep with the coldest pain, unbearable and crippling. But you see, no one notices. Every tear she sheds, she sheds silently. Every cut she make is veiled. She is ashamed of what she does and hates the agony she feels when her eyes fixate on the mess she has made. On her own skin.
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
15th May 2013 9:41am
15th May 2013 9:41am
Steph.
I get it okay? I'm your second fucking choice. Every time someone better comes along I'm just pushed to the side, then when you get hurt you expect me to be there holding you up. For three years I've been by your side trying my best to always be there for you when you fall. So many times I have caught you, so many times. But when I fall you just stand there and watch it happen or don't even notice. I thought you would be by my side always? What happened to that? You don't even notice my pain.
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DARK POEM
Published
15th May 2013 9:32am
15th May 2013 9:32am
The last cut
Her eyes slowly fill with sorrowful tears
She feels worthless, empty and like nobody cares
The demon in her mind is the only thing she fears
It scares her so much that nothing else compares
She runs to her drawer and pulls out her blade
It slices through her skin as violent as the pain displayed
The blood starts to flow and the hurt starts to fade
The things she does to herself makes her so afraid
She needs to escape so she slits the pale green vein
She falls to the ground an the blood starts to drain
Her love runs to her to find her wrist...
She feels worthless, empty and like nobody cares
The demon in her mind is the only thing she fears
It scares her so much that nothing else compares
She runs to her drawer and pulls out her blade
It slices through her skin as violent as the pain displayed
The blood starts to flow and the hurt starts to fade
The things she does to herself makes her so afraid
She needs to escape so she slits the pale green vein
She falls to the ground an the blood starts to drain
Her love runs to her to find her wrist...
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