Submissions by Wordvomit2001
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I've been writing since I was young , I use poetry to navigate my emotions and tell my story
blood soaked pages
Even wrinkled and crippled id still recognize your face eternally burned into my conscious and unconscious mind ,I bet you kept a memento rapists frequent do so they can relive evermore . As I thumb through page after page coated in my very blood I remember an attempted escape pouring upon my bed, and a stack of poetry books written before I came to be by people long since gone , one of them the mother of my mother . now yellowed and fragile, I run my fingers over the highlighted pain of high school . stumbling upon the moment God became just another man.
#anger
#grief
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Get loved sissy
for years I have tried to write a poem about my sister, but the words always crumble into nothing when they hit the paper. As if they knew they were not strong enough to carry my love for her. page after page never truly right. She is wildfire yet safety, from the very moment my eyes opened for the first time, she has been there. the oceans could all dry up, and the sun could swallow the earth, as long as I had my sister I would be ok, nothing else would matter. She is everything all at once , though we are far apart my adoration for her has never faltered or changed. protector , friend, and...
#memories
#sister
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Just one please
My mind aches for the blood , to watch as it pours down my wrist to the floor . Deep crimson shimmering in the light . To go so deep the wound never closes , to have to pack the cut with qauze to stop the bleeding. The blade never makes anything better, and yet it would make everything quiet if just for a moment . Everything is heavy , fighting so fucking hard yet taking on water at every turn.
JUST ONE PLEASE .
JUST ONE PLEASE .
#suffering
#suicide
#temptation
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Dad
It's not 2 am it's 6 52 , yet
I feel 2 am sad, deep , Neverending heavy .it's not winter ,yet a winters sadness has taken hold . (( you're tough you'll get through this )) I shouldn't have to dad. I still need my dad . You're leaving in Two months, am I supposed to just smile and lie , and say IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU 🙄. Fuck that . If I'm caught crying I can't even say why do you know how fucked up that is . Acid tears litter my face , as I cry hard enough my jaw shakes side to side . It's not 2 am it's 7 22 yet I am 2 am sad .why am I not enough for you to stay. Do you...
I feel 2 am sad, deep , Neverending heavy .it's not winter ,yet a winters sadness has taken hold . (( you're tough you'll get through this )) I shouldn't have to dad. I still need my dad . You're leaving in Two months, am I supposed to just smile and lie , and say IM SO HAPPY FOR YOU 🙄. Fuck that . If I'm caught crying I can't even say why do you know how fucked up that is . Acid tears litter my face , as I cry hard enough my jaw shakes side to side . It's not 2 am it's 7 22 yet I am 2 am sad .why am I not enough for you to stay. Do you...
#father
#separation
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Late night healing
Healing is also realizing how badly you have been hurt , and holding each stage of yourself so tenderly. The tenderness of a mother , I never knew till I was old enough to heal . Even when surrounded by family I was alone as a child. I was spoiled with toys , yet starving emotionally . A sleeping father and an absent mother, praying on my knees to please make me pure again , to please still love me , to a God long silent. My story is mine , and mine alone. Just because someone remembers differently does not negate my truth .Sure, there were moments of tender , however I was still largely...
#childhood
#memories
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Silent moans
#lust
#orgasm
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On growing up yelling at the moon
Yes, I woke up one day, and everything had changed. but that was after years of sleepless nights, hollow eyes, and aching bones. years of screaming at whoever was listening please just let me die growing up broken is not beautiful or aesthetic. It is your dad screaming to please not fucking die (without saying anything at all ). As he looks into your empty eyes. so yes it does get better, and in a way, you can say I pulled myself up by the straps of my boots (as older generations love to say ). But that was after years of bloodying my throat from screaming at the moon to just fucking kill me....
#love
#forgiveness
#gratitude #admiration
#gratitude #admiration
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Breathe
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint tube I become whole . The closest to heaven one can experince while breathing . Through my art I can breathe .
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint...
When I paint everything melts away. It is just me and the brush nothing else matters . Everything that was trapped in me flows freely unto the canvas ,I feel ,and find peace. With every stroke, and and every squeeze of the paint...
#strength
#admiration
#emotions
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Former lover
As winter finally loosens its grasp, melancholy overtakes me. No longer can I hide the kisses left all along my skin, by my longest-held lover. A lover not found in pictures or phone calls, a beloved known only by old friend. seldom if at all spoken about locked away beneath me as I slumber. the cruelest romance take take take yet seldom give, cold and lifeless like my ex yet somehow more loving. kisses ( scars ) litter my body deeper and deeper they go, but alas never enough more more he says. an insatiable beast savoring for more crimson and pain. the longer I go without him the more...
#anger
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Ever-changing
Strength
You are enough you always were , and always will be, you were just a heart block trying to contort yourself into a square hole . giving the wrong people far too much ammo , and then acting surprised when they shot you square in the chest. Living truly becomes worth it when you stop trying to fit where you don't belong .I am so proud of you .Look how far you have come my dear , color now dances across your cheeks , life flows through your veins. You are so healthy now my love . That scared 90 pound ghost is no longer you , with bleeding veins , aching bones and empty eyes ....
You are enough you always were , and always will be, you were just a heart block trying to contort yourself into a square hole . giving the wrong people far too much ammo , and then acting surprised when they shot you square in the chest. Living truly becomes worth it when you stop trying to fit where you don't belong .I am so proud of you .Look how far you have come my dear , color now dances across your cheeks , life flows through your veins. You are so healthy now my love . That scared 90 pound ghost is no longer you , with bleeding veins , aching bones and empty eyes ....
#strength
#hope
#courage
#gratitude
#redemption
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Feelings unknown
I was always taught ,that love was easy . I now know that to be lies.love hurts more than anything ive experinced. You probally want an answer but I longer have one, for I do not know if we are meant to be .love shouldn't make me ill . I forewarned I can dissappear like we were never lovers , forget all memories and carry on . A skilll of self preservation learned long ago. I do not know if this is goodbye dear but I feel things will not be the same
#conflict
#apathy
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So long dear freind
Though you still breathe air into your lungs , you no longer live . bleak , void of life pools of obsidian , now rest upon your sunken face,where your once ocean blue eyes lived summers past .Gone is the girl who used to answer to your name . goodbye dear friend for this is where we part ways . i will not watch as you slip from my grip . my love i lended to you alas you didn't want help you wanted suffering something of which i cannot offer farewell dear love may me meet again , i pray it to be in this realm yet sorrowfully I know it to be but a cruel dream . may you find peace one day that...
#ImSorry
#MovingOn
#bittersweet
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