Submissions by Whispered_Words (DRooney)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
22nd Dec 2011 9:32pm
22nd Dec 2011 9:32pm
"The Manic Girl Is Ranting - Part Six"
So unmotivated as a flood giving up in the fight,
cleaning up the soil that we swore we'd clean up ourselves.
Feel my fingetips and see the paperthin skin,
against the current of red string just let me slip away.
Shattered pieces like the wet paper you left in the rain,
a puzzle left in hiding at the back of the closet in the corner.
Double sticks made of iron and doubt want you to come in,
away from the affection fading off of perfection.
Think I might have inhaled you through the lungs of black,
you're running right through my arms I try to cut you out....
cleaning up the soil that we swore we'd clean up ourselves.
Feel my fingetips and see the paperthin skin,
against the current of red string just let me slip away.
Shattered pieces like the wet paper you left in the rain,
a puzzle left in hiding at the back of the closet in the corner.
Double sticks made of iron and doubt want you to come in,
away from the affection fading off of perfection.
Think I might have inhaled you through the lungs of black,
you're running right through my arms I try to cut you out....
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Dec 2011 1:51pm
18th Dec 2011 1:51pm
"Just Like The Crow Chasing A Butterfly"
Sweet nectar please succumb to the air that so yearns to trace across my stinging wounds; but not too hastily for we wouldn't want you to stumble.
I held his hand, fingers intertwined, but felt the same numbness I've felt for men over the past six to five years, though I want to feel something because I know he feels something I cry because o cannot and I'm only getting his hopes up, afraid to say 'no'.
Cooing black crow why must you be so far away from the spying eyes of myself, wouldn't I love to wake up to those green eyes everyday, but I must keep my hushing voice down from...
I held his hand, fingers intertwined, but felt the same numbness I've felt for men over the past six to five years, though I want to feel something because I know he feels something I cry because o cannot and I'm only getting his hopes up, afraid to say 'no'.
Cooing black crow why must you be so far away from the spying eyes of myself, wouldn't I love to wake up to those green eyes everyday, but I must keep my hushing voice down from...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Dec 2011 8:32pm
16th Dec 2011 8:32pm
"Someone Like You"
When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully on the closed door we do not see the one which has opened for us." ~ Anonymous.
This is what I think as I watch you walk away from the corner of my burning eyes, the words you had just spoken like smoke streaming in the air behind your hair, still a bit quiet and cold as you do when standing your ground. I suppose you had reason to do this because I was acting like a nervous wreck, twisting my shirt in my hands and tumbling over words that came out the opposite way I wanted them to be. I'm sure you can...
This is what I think as I watch you walk away from the corner of my burning eyes, the words you had just spoken like smoke streaming in the air behind your hair, still a bit quiet and cold as you do when standing your ground. I suppose you had reason to do this because I was acting like a nervous wreck, twisting my shirt in my hands and tumbling over words that came out the opposite way I wanted them to be. I'm sure you can...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
11th Dec 2011 2:09am
11th Dec 2011 2:09am
"My Confession"
Alcohol]
Tired eyes of blood shot tea and pig masks with smiling eyes,
rubbed my fingertips into the muck of black mascara I don't need.
Let the trembling head fall back in a grin while vodka burns gums,
rotting tongue lick cut lips so the sour poison doesn't get out.
Tombstone with my name on it printed neat and clean like my bottle,
thick gold liquor swishes around in a bottle with a black cap.
Injections of bruises under the puffy skin below my eyes,
nowhere is like here in this hallway crying into an empty glass.
At first we mixed soda with it and then...
Tired eyes of blood shot tea and pig masks with smiling eyes,
rubbed my fingertips into the muck of black mascara I don't need.
Let the trembling head fall back in a grin while vodka burns gums,
rotting tongue lick cut lips so the sour poison doesn't get out.
Tombstone with my name on it printed neat and clean like my bottle,
thick gold liquor swishes around in a bottle with a black cap.
Injections of bruises under the puffy skin below my eyes,
nowhere is like here in this hallway crying into an empty glass.
At first we mixed soda with it and then...
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LOVE POEM
Published
5th Dec 2011 4:08am
5th Dec 2011 4:08am
"Infection"
A red script in front of my face,
Every place I think is safe is no more.
Gold eyes shimmer at me through a glass,
But I know the glass is cracking in my hand.
Your head hangs lowly creating a silence,
But you know flowers bloom from under the wound.
In my head I see you on the strings I scratch as a lullaby,
Droplets of copper dew on the lines of my stomach.
The heart is creating violence but I must not cry,
To cry is to be weak and it's in my air.
Metal of mine close to my skin,
Beginning the tearing of a wet plastic wrap.
I like...
Every place I think is safe is no more.
Gold eyes shimmer at me through a glass,
But I know the glass is cracking in my hand.
Your head hangs lowly creating a silence,
But you know flowers bloom from under the wound.
In my head I see you on the strings I scratch as a lullaby,
Droplets of copper dew on the lines of my stomach.
The heart is creating violence but I must not cry,
To cry is to be weak and it's in my air.
Metal of mine close to my skin,
Beginning the tearing of a wet plastic wrap.
I like...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Nov 2011 1:28pm
29th Nov 2011 1:28pm
"No Tomorrow"
Let us stand together as one, but only when the world comes crashing inward towards our faults and misshapen problems. Show us the cause, look in the mirror, and blame ourselves for the destruction of our precious land. The winds blow for the last time throughout humanity and as it whispers into our ear, the meaning of life will be revealed to us. We shall not interpret its words into ones of our own, but leave it to lie on the once lush plains below us. Tear shall fall around us, as our eyes glare at one another soon to be demolished into our misfortune's fate. Few will smile, for they need...
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STORY POEM
Published
29th Nov 2011 1:26pm
29th Nov 2011 1:26pm
"Crossroad Kidnapping"
She walks down the steps of her house into the cool Septemeber weather in hopes that she won't miss her bus,
"Be careful, Ashley, and I love you!" her mother calls and she feels her face flush with scorn and anger.
"I know, God Mom." Letting her voice travel under embaressment and looking around to make sure no one heard her mother.
Ashley pushes her highlighted hair out of her eyes as she walks farther and farther down the road,
breath catching in the air around her face until she finds herself far enough to light up a stolen Marlboro from her father's...
"Be careful, Ashley, and I love you!" her mother calls and she feels her face flush with scorn and anger.
"I know, God Mom." Letting her voice travel under embaressment and looking around to make sure no one heard her mother.
Ashley pushes her highlighted hair out of her eyes as she walks farther and farther down the road,
breath catching in the air around her face until she finds herself far enough to light up a stolen Marlboro from her father's...
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LOVE POEM
Published
28th Nov 2011 5:41am
28th Nov 2011 5:41am
"So Damn Familiar"
I keep your picture in my head, trying to sleep but we know I can't. I swallowed a bird and it hatched in my womb but screamed through my eyes. Never needed a piece of mind but that's all I have as soft music makes me stifle my cries in a pillow. To the rest of the world I am blind, I never wanted something new, people talking loud I almost am deaf. You are so much more beautiful behind the smoke of my exploring eyes. For awhile you only saw me, until you met him and then you saw something new.
But the rest of the night is promises and eggs of despair because I find your hold on my...
But the rest of the night is promises and eggs of despair because I find your hold on my...
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STORY POEM
Published
25th Nov 2011 5:18am
25th Nov 2011 5:18am
"It's Just Me"
I left you in a corridor one day,
a tidal wave washed us all away down the drain.
The lights went out one night leaving us in dark,
the rain pelted the ground and I saw you smile.
We danced in the pouring rain on that building,
tears streamed down your face but I thought they were oceans.
I think I left the only sane part of me in your arms,
my heart seems to care but lately I don't seem too sad.
Write letter to and fro too long,
fifty pages not enough and I read them so many times I know them by heart.
Your eyes are like snakes and I feel alive,
a...
a tidal wave washed us all away down the drain.
The lights went out one night leaving us in dark,
the rain pelted the ground and I saw you smile.
We danced in the pouring rain on that building,
tears streamed down your face but I thought they were oceans.
I think I left the only sane part of me in your arms,
my heart seems to care but lately I don't seem too sad.
Write letter to and fro too long,
fifty pages not enough and I read them so many times I know them by heart.
Your eyes are like snakes and I feel alive,
a...
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SONG LYRICS
Published
10th Nov 2011 9:21pm
10th Nov 2011 9:21pm
"The Flawed Girl Is Ranting - Part Five"
You linger like perfume, sting like ice, burn like a bullet. Can we help you? I think we could, if we work together--oh there I go again saying 'we' instead of 'me'. Pain increases and I see the stretching frown, I see past that disguise so let me tell you how to get by. Let my hands fix you, let my lips love you, let my heart be the cure. You are all I really need but sometimes it's you who needs me.
Tell me, oh, tell me the reason this is happening prove this is my fault because I know, oh, I know that it is. Why do I do this to myself--tear me apart. Senses fail and I fall into...
Tell me, oh, tell me the reason this is happening prove this is my fault because I know, oh, I know that it is. Why do I do this to myself--tear me apart. Senses fail and I fall into...
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