Submissions by _derrdec_
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
10th Sep 2013 9:54pm
10th Sep 2013 9:54pm
A Reflection On The Negatives
You are not good enough.
Not pretty enough.
Not slutty enough.
Not smart enough.
Not even close to being innocent enough.
You are not wanted.
Who could ever want you.
You're annoying.
You're stupid.
You're not fun.
You're fake.
You're emotional.
You're broken.
You're damaged goods.
You will never be needed.
There are better girls for the job.
You laugh too loud.
You stutter.
You snort.
You are far too loud in public.
You are far too quiet at home.
You have too much of a temper.
You are too stubborn....
Not pretty enough.
Not slutty enough.
Not smart enough.
Not even close to being innocent enough.
You are not wanted.
Who could ever want you.
You're annoying.
You're stupid.
You're not fun.
You're fake.
You're emotional.
You're broken.
You're damaged goods.
You will never be needed.
There are better girls for the job.
You laugh too loud.
You stutter.
You snort.
You are far too loud in public.
You are far too quiet at home.
You have too much of a temper.
You are too stubborn....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
26th Apr 2013 1:43am
26th Apr 2013 1:43am
Darkness
Its the cruel darkness that calls out to me.
Filling my heart with lies and sweet promises that can never be fulfulled.
Its the calm cool nights that cause me the most pain.
Everything so calm and still.
Its a knife in the back that says you will never have this.
That your mind will never hold the most placid of thoughts.
The night teases, like a lost love who still pulls the strings of your heart.
It reminds you of how alone you are.
Never allowing for a second for to believe in yourself.
Forcing you to push away any and all that aren't swallowed by that...
Filling my heart with lies and sweet promises that can never be fulfulled.
Its the calm cool nights that cause me the most pain.
Everything so calm and still.
Its a knife in the back that says you will never have this.
That your mind will never hold the most placid of thoughts.
The night teases, like a lost love who still pulls the strings of your heart.
It reminds you of how alone you are.
Never allowing for a second for to believe in yourself.
Forcing you to push away any and all that aren't swallowed by that...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
1st Dec 2012 00:03am
1st Dec 2012 00:03am
How to Grow Strong.
She lets her guard down,
Only in the nighttime.
And only to her pillows.
Bitterly alone,
She cries.
She lets every inch of broken glass,
Cut like razerblades,
Stream out her eyes.
She cries.
Red like blood,
Her tears.
The epitome of everything,
That hurts.
She grows afraid,
When the tears dont stop.
Violently she sobs.
Dreaming of the heartless souls.
The users.
The abusers.
The ignorant.
And the malicious.
Slowly,
Ever so slowly.
She drifts off to sleep.
And in her dreams,
She sees her wishes....
Only in the nighttime.
And only to her pillows.
Bitterly alone,
She cries.
She lets every inch of broken glass,
Cut like razerblades,
Stream out her eyes.
She cries.
Red like blood,
Her tears.
The epitome of everything,
That hurts.
She grows afraid,
When the tears dont stop.
Violently she sobs.
Dreaming of the heartless souls.
The users.
The abusers.
The ignorant.
And the malicious.
Slowly,
Ever so slowly.
She drifts off to sleep.
And in her dreams,
She sees her wishes....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
13th Apr 2012 4:03am
13th Apr 2012 4:03am
The Baby Rant (Not really a poem)
I want children.
I want a big family, in a big house, with kids running all over.
I want to come home from work to a husband who loves and respects me.
I want to be pregnant.
I want the joy of going to that first doctors appointment.
Getting that first ultra-sound.
Hear the heartbeat of something that it relying on me to keep it alive.
I want to be able to smile and hold my husband's hand the day we find out the sex of the baby.
I want twins.
Better yet i want two sets of twins.
I want to sit in a big fluffy rocking chair with two adorable little...
I want a big family, in a big house, with kids running all over.
I want to come home from work to a husband who loves and respects me.
I want to be pregnant.
I want the joy of going to that first doctors appointment.
Getting that first ultra-sound.
Hear the heartbeat of something that it relying on me to keep it alive.
I want to be able to smile and hold my husband's hand the day we find out the sex of the baby.
I want twins.
Better yet i want two sets of twins.
I want to sit in a big fluffy rocking chair with two adorable little...
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STORY POEM
Published
30th Mar 2012 5:47am
30th Mar 2012 5:47am
Why Don't I Know You (Chapter One)
It started out like any other Wednesday. I woke up to the sunlight streaming through my window, the silence of the night broken by the rush of cars. I’m surprisingly awake this morning, compared to the usual hour it takes to actually become productive. My phone goes off reminding me like every other morning to take my pills. Everything thing seems so normal, if only I knew that this day would change my life forever.
By the time the clock strikes twelve I am showered and ready for my day. For me this consists of going to class, seeing my friends, and coming home for dinner. You see, I am...
By the time the clock strikes twelve I am showered and ready for my day. For me this consists of going to class, seeing my friends, and coming home for dinner. You see, I am...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 5:15am
8th Feb 2012 5:15am
The Past Today.
Tears of pain.
Tears of joy.
Stupid things i cant ignore.
Horrid choices.
Big mistakes.
Lives in danger.
Lives at stake.
Hearts broken.
People scared.
Yet so many unaware.
Death from famine, disease, and war.
Doctors find a cure and create something more.
The population goes up and up.
But people are still dying.
The government is full of crap.
The president's actions do jack.
Dicrimination, racism, destruction of homes.
The world is filled with so much hate.
Stupid people who dont appreciate.
All the things we've...
Tears of joy.
Stupid things i cant ignore.
Horrid choices.
Big mistakes.
Lives in danger.
Lives at stake.
Hearts broken.
People scared.
Yet so many unaware.
Death from famine, disease, and war.
Doctors find a cure and create something more.
The population goes up and up.
But people are still dying.
The government is full of crap.
The president's actions do jack.
Dicrimination, racism, destruction of homes.
The world is filled with so much hate.
Stupid people who dont appreciate.
All the things we've...
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Feb 2012 5:05am
8th Feb 2012 5:05am
Rejection
Rejection.
The cold hard slap to the face.
That feeling that you are not good enough for someone.
The moment when you take a step back and think,
"what's wrong with me".
"Am I not pretty enough?"
"I must be too skinny."
These are the times when girls obsess over every
single thing they've never liked about themselves.
They say "its their loss" and "I don't care",
But are dying to scream "its always my fault".
Rejection.
The gut-renching, heart-beat skipping few minutes,
where the...
The cold hard slap to the face.
That feeling that you are not good enough for someone.
The moment when you take a step back and think,
"what's wrong with me".
"Am I not pretty enough?"
"I must be too skinny."
These are the times when girls obsess over every
single thing they've never liked about themselves.
They say "its their loss" and "I don't care",
But are dying to scream "its always my fault".
Rejection.
The gut-renching, heart-beat skipping few minutes,
where the...
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Oct 2011 4:50am
14th Oct 2011 4:50am
The Train Ride
I lay here and see the tracks layed out before me.
The train fabeled to take me to my future only takes me back.
The memories, the bad mistakes.
Each hitting with increasing velocity.
The impact of the road now taken sharpens like knives in my heart.
Strangled by my own mental state.
Wind knocked clear away.
These are the moments when the tears start to fall.
As if they'd create a river to flood.
To take me away from the nightmare that is myself.
Desperation hits when i move farther back yet.
Vivid splashes of color of moments i choose to keep...
The train fabeled to take me to my future only takes me back.
The memories, the bad mistakes.
Each hitting with increasing velocity.
The impact of the road now taken sharpens like knives in my heart.
Strangled by my own mental state.
Wind knocked clear away.
These are the moments when the tears start to fall.
As if they'd create a river to flood.
To take me away from the nightmare that is myself.
Desperation hits when i move farther back yet.
Vivid splashes of color of moments i choose to keep...
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 10:10pm
16th Sep 2011 10:10pm
Failure.
And baby she's a failure,
But she wont show that to you.
She doesnt know what she's doing.
And she can barely move.
She wont ask for your help.
And she wont listen to what you say.
She's a lost cause, a sinking ship.
She's always been this way.
She'll cry herself to sleep tonight.
She'll hold it all inside,
Til it brings her to her knees.
She's queen at keeping secrets,
And she'll take this to her grave.
She'll smile,
She'll laugh,
She'll sing,
She'll dance,
And pretend like it's okay.
But she wont show that to you.
She doesnt know what she's doing.
And she can barely move.
She wont ask for your help.
And she wont listen to what you say.
She's a lost cause, a sinking ship.
She's always been this way.
She'll cry herself to sleep tonight.
She'll hold it all inside,
Til it brings her to her knees.
She's queen at keeping secrets,
And she'll take this to her grave.
She'll smile,
She'll laugh,
She'll sing,
She'll dance,
And pretend like it's okay.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 10:07pm
16th Sep 2011 10:07pm
The Choices of My Past.
Each cut runs deep.
And oh, how i love to watch them bleed.
Each beat of my heart,
Ridding me of the love i had for you.
My stomach churns,
Thinking its the end of an era.
Wondering how we could have fallen apart.
How we were so good together.
What brought me here?
With this knife in my hand.
I'll cut away the pain.
If it will make you understand.
I'll never be the same.
The only faith i had left is gone.
I'm left alone, while you carry on.
And oh, how i love to watch them bleed.
Each beat of my heart,
Ridding me of the love i had for you.
My stomach churns,
Thinking its the end of an era.
Wondering how we could have fallen apart.
How we were so good together.
What brought me here?
With this knife in my hand.
I'll cut away the pain.
If it will make you understand.
I'll never be the same.
The only faith i had left is gone.
I'm left alone, while you carry on.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 2:52am
16th Sep 2011 2:52am
Think About It.
Oh baby please just take one more drink.
Let the poison settle in your blood.
Give in to that liquid confidence.
Pull out all the fake smiles,
And gut renching laughter.
Just stand there and pretend like
Leaving never crossed your mind.
Act like the easy way out,
Never got planned out.
Let the poison settle in your blood.
Give in to that liquid confidence.
Pull out all the fake smiles,
And gut renching laughter.
Just stand there and pretend like
Leaving never crossed your mind.
Act like the easy way out,
Never got planned out.
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Sep 2011 2:50am
16th Sep 2011 2:50am
Inside the mirror
Have you ever thought about throwing yourself off a bridge?
I have.
Have you ever contemplated driving your car off into a ditch?
I have.
Have you ever taken a knife to your skin?
I have.
Have you ever thought about if anyone would truely miss you when you were gone?
I have.
Have you ever played out your own funeral?
I have.
Have you ever lost everything you ever wanted?
I have.
Have you ever felt different, like an outcast, on the edge of a breakdown, depressed, alone, hated, alienated, unloved, insecure, sensative, unwanted, and not worth it?...
I have.
Have you ever contemplated driving your car off into a ditch?
I have.
Have you ever taken a knife to your skin?
I have.
Have you ever thought about if anyone would truely miss you when you were gone?
I have.
Have you ever played out your own funeral?
I have.
Have you ever lost everything you ever wanted?
I have.
Have you ever felt different, like an outcast, on the edge of a breakdown, depressed, alone, hated, alienated, unloved, insecure, sensative, unwanted, and not worth it?...
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