Submissions by Zanna-Jane
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm honest on paper. I can write things out that would be impossible for me to say. And I love it. I write poems, stories, songs, I'm working on a play.
Addiction Cycle
Just a pinch here and there,
Just a scratch, little tear.
Just addiction setting in,
Just a pinch once again.
Just a scratch, little tear.
Just addiction setting in,
Just a pinch once again.
#dark
#SelfHarm
#addiction
582 reads
3 Comments
The Beautiful America
1789
To the beautiful America
Where people rejoice to be free.
To the beautiful America
Where soldiers fight for you, for me.
To the beautiful America
Where we fight for equality.
To the beautiful America
Where we strive for democracy.
To the beautiful America
Whereby the people are ruled.
To the beautiful America
Whereby justice is fueled.
2075
My once beautiful America
Where freedom is taken for granted.
My once beautiful America
Where our respect for veterans is slanted. ...
To the beautiful America
Where people rejoice to be free.
To the beautiful America
Where soldiers fight for you, for me.
To the beautiful America
Where we fight for equality.
To the beautiful America
Where we strive for democracy.
To the beautiful America
Whereby the people are ruled.
To the beautiful America
Whereby justice is fueled.
2075
My once beautiful America
Where freedom is taken for granted.
My once beautiful America
Where our respect for veterans is slanted. ...
#grief
#politics
#America #memorial
#America #memorial
562 reads
3 Comments
The Monster in my Closet
Shallow breath seeping out from behind wooden doors.
I can sense it's heartbeat steadily increasing.
I am beginning to panic from anticipation.
I stay frozen in my bed, too frightened to move.
My sisters are gone, I am alone in the dark.
I begin shaking with fear. I call for the help of anyone near!
I realize too late who will come.
He enters my room to ask what's wrong.
I tell him in length of the monster in my closet, delaying his response as long as possible.
He smiles, and checks my closet.
"See? Nothing there."...
I can sense it's heartbeat steadily increasing.
I am beginning to panic from anticipation.
I stay frozen in my bed, too frightened to move.
My sisters are gone, I am alone in the dark.
I begin shaking with fear. I call for the help of anyone near!
I realize too late who will come.
He enters my room to ask what's wrong.
I tell him in length of the monster in my closet, delaying his response as long as possible.
He smiles, and checks my closet.
"See? Nothing there."...
#abuse
#monsters
#anger #oppression
#anger #oppression
613 reads
5 Comments
Messages (1)
At the dawn of my life I entered innocent and small.
I was happy, you could hear my laugh from down the hall.
But then I was introduced to the cruel manner of man.
Every piece of innocent joy was overcome by fear and ran.
From infancy I had a message to hear.
My Message of Fear.
At the age of 7 I made an interesting choice,
I chose to use my knife as my voice.
The painful sting of the wound was so real,
Finally, I found something I could feel.
Feeling, what a gain.
My Message of Pain.
A...
I was happy, you could hear my laugh from down the hall.
But then I was introduced to the cruel manner of man.
Every piece of innocent joy was overcome by fear and ran.
From infancy I had a message to hear.
My Message of Fear.
At the age of 7 I made an interesting choice,
I chose to use my knife as my voice.
The painful sting of the wound was so real,
Finally, I found something I could feel.
Feeling, what a gain.
My Message of Pain.
A...
#anxiety
#identity
#LifeStruggles #abuse
#LifeStruggles #abuse
987 reads
7 Comments
Free
My mind is trapped in an endless torment.
The memories I wish to forget.
With exhausted voice I cry
"I know what happened but why?!
Please, answer my question,
I need some redemption."
As He answers
My mind shatters.
I search for the lost shards
Search every inch, yards and yards.
Days bleed into years
I cannot count my tears.
Impossible to find
The missing pieces of my mind.
I try to hold the rest of the pieces in place.
As I crawl along fully disgraced.
I...
The memories I wish to forget.
With exhausted voice I cry
"I know what happened but why?!
Please, answer my question,
I need some redemption."
As He answers
My mind shatters.
I search for the lost shards
Search every inch, yards and yards.
Days bleed into years
I cannot count my tears.
Impossible to find
The missing pieces of my mind.
I try to hold the rest of the pieces in place.
As I crawl along fully disgraced.
I...
#anxiety
#conflict
#death #peace
#death #peace
712 reads
5 Comments
Battle Within
Am I even awake?
Or have I made another mistake?
Waiting in the dark for any sound,
Expect the ones in my head to resound.
Broken thoughts come just in time.
As I battle within my mind.
Lying lifeless on the floor
While demons knock at the door.
"Leave me be." I plead,
I try to close them but my eyes begin to bleed.
More of them are coming now with a tap on the frame.
Each is desperately searching for someone to blame.
They need a reason, a voice of insanity.
To explain why they lost...
Or have I made another mistake?
Waiting in the dark for any sound,
Expect the ones in my head to resound.
Broken thoughts come just in time.
As I battle within my mind.
Lying lifeless on the floor
While demons knock at the door.
"Leave me be." I plead,
I try to close them but my eyes begin to bleed.
More of them are coming now with a tap on the frame.
Each is desperately searching for someone to blame.
They need a reason, a voice of insanity.
To explain why they lost...
#anxiety
#dark
#oppression #conflict
#oppression #conflict
756 reads
3 Comments
A Scar
My heart starts to scream.
I run to the bathroom and lock the door.
I pull my blade and watch it gleam.
I begin to cry and drop to the floor.
I don't want the blood.
But it's all I need.
I pull myself together from the teary flood.
I just want to bleed.
Now I can hardly breathe.
Trapped in silent screams.
I position the knife on my side,
Once, twice. Again, again I rip my flesh.
This will be hard to hide,
Shit, I've made a total mess!
I stop,
Drop the knife.
I'm cut
It...
I run to the bathroom and lock the door.
I pull my blade and watch it gleam.
I begin to cry and drop to the floor.
I don't want the blood.
But it's all I need.
I pull myself together from the teary flood.
I just want to bleed.
Now I can hardly breathe.
Trapped in silent screams.
I position the knife on my side,
Once, twice. Again, again I rip my flesh.
This will be hard to hide,
Shit, I've made a total mess!
I stop,
Drop the knife.
I'm cut
It...
#dark
#SelfHarm
#addiction
917 reads
5 Comments
Pathway To Sleep
(For those who have trouble sleeping.)
The journey to sleep can be described as a pathway
Though yours is much different than my way.
Some of us fall at a slow slide
For others it's a bumpy ride
Encompassed by physical pain or mental,
Our pathway is never simple.
Aroused by fear or driven by hunger,
We all have reason to stay awake longer.
And there we lie in bed
Drowning with the thoughts in our head
We fill our heads with troubles
And our wakefulness doubles.
Wether awakened in...
The journey to sleep can be described as a pathway
Though yours is much different than my way.
Some of us fall at a slow slide
For others it's a bumpy ride
Encompassed by physical pain or mental,
Our pathway is never simple.
Aroused by fear or driven by hunger,
We all have reason to stay awake longer.
And there we lie in bed
Drowning with the thoughts in our head
We fill our heads with troubles
And our wakefulness doubles.
Wether awakened in...
#LifeStruggles
#insomnia
#sleep
745 reads
8 Comments
Forget
I wish I could forget,
Close my eyes and think freely.
What would it feel like to be rid of my past?
Would I loose it completely
Or be happy at last?
Would I long for painful memories
Or carry on without a care?
To forget would be heaven.
But to change? I would not dare.
Close my eyes and think freely.
What would it feel like to be rid of my past?
Would I loose it completely
Or be happy at last?
Would I long for painful memories
Or carry on without a care?
To forget would be heaven.
But to change? I would not dare.
#regret
#identity
#LifeStruggles
754 reads
5 Comments
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