Submissions by alisvolat82
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Writing and drawing is my therapy. I have always journaled by writing poetry and can only seem to do it that way, not forced. I don't want to force it anyway because I would hate to take away the enjoyment I get from creating it.
DRUGS POEM
Published
17th May 2014 8:00pm
17th May 2014 8:00pm
Warmth that can't be felt
I'm scared
I'm lonely
I'm unable to cope.
Losing my way
All cause of dope.
I've lost my smile
The shine in my eyes
Dimmed, burnt out,
Death in disguise.
I'm broken,
I'm lost,
Don't want to even try,
No hope for my future,
My life's just a lie.
In pain
In sadness,
Of overwhelming strength.
The mountains unsurpassable
And I'm buried beneath.
I'm crying,
It's in vain,
Wrap my arms around myself.
That's my only comfort,
Warmth that can't be felt.
I'm dying,
And it's ok,
I've given up...
I'm lonely
I'm unable to cope.
Losing my way
All cause of dope.
I've lost my smile
The shine in my eyes
Dimmed, burnt out,
Death in disguise.
I'm broken,
I'm lost,
Don't want to even try,
No hope for my future,
My life's just a lie.
In pain
In sadness,
Of overwhelming strength.
The mountains unsurpassable
And I'm buried beneath.
I'm crying,
It's in vain,
Wrap my arms around myself.
That's my only comfort,
Warmth that can't be felt.
I'm dying,
And it's ok,
I've given up...
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LOVE POEM
Published
25th Mar 2014 10:46pm
25th Mar 2014 10:46pm
Pretend I'm Not Hurt
Hold my heart in your hands, and hold it just like so.
Being so careful, the cracks starting to show.
Hold it too tight or roughly push it away,
And the damage that’s done will be here to stay.
I may seem callous, like I don’t feel a thing,
Immune to the jabs and the attacks that you bring.
But there's chincks in my armor, and it’s not as strong,
As I imply with the mask I’ve worn all along.
Hold back the tears, as I pretend I’m not hurt,
By the words that are spoken and your hateful smirk.
Talking about me like I’m not even there,...
Being so careful, the cracks starting to show.
Hold it too tight or roughly push it away,
And the damage that’s done will be here to stay.
I may seem callous, like I don’t feel a thing,
Immune to the jabs and the attacks that you bring.
But there's chincks in my armor, and it’s not as strong,
As I imply with the mask I’ve worn all along.
Hold back the tears, as I pretend I’m not hurt,
By the words that are spoken and your hateful smirk.
Talking about me like I’m not even there,...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
25th Mar 2014 10:45pm
25th Mar 2014 10:45pm
Reservations
Do I have them? I don’t know.
If I do Who to tell?
In my purse, It sits and waits.
My room, my bag, I have no chance.
Its everywhere.
If I do Who to tell?
In my purse, It sits and waits.
My room, my bag, I have no chance.
Its everywhere.
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Mar 2014 9:24am
10th Mar 2014 9:24am
Now or Never
Well it's even worse than before,
Too scared to even walk out my door.
I won't even move, I'm stuck in this limbo.
The life I had is now only a symbol.
The phone is ringing, but I don't answer.
The fear spreads in me like cancer.
Please don't care, I don't want to hurt you,
Seems that's all I know how to do.
Pick up too dial but I forgot the number.
Everyone hates me now, and it's no wonder.
Easier to fail, so I don't even try.
Curled up in my head waiting to die.
I forgot what it's like to be truly free,
I've lost the essence that...
Too scared to even walk out my door.
I won't even move, I'm stuck in this limbo.
The life I had is now only a symbol.
The phone is ringing, but I don't answer.
The fear spreads in me like cancer.
Please don't care, I don't want to hurt you,
Seems that's all I know how to do.
Pick up too dial but I forgot the number.
Everyone hates me now, and it's no wonder.
Easier to fail, so I don't even try.
Curled up in my head waiting to die.
I forgot what it's like to be truly free,
I've lost the essence that...
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LOVE POEM
Published
2nd Mar 2014 12:14pm
2nd Mar 2014 12:14pm
Safe From Harm
Here I am once again,
I'm scattered in this place.
Stuck in limbo, between lives and lost,
Scared by all there is to face.
Turn my head and tuck it in,
And rest it on your chest.
I know you’d save me if you could,
Because that's what you do best.
Walk in, I'm crying but I hold it back.
I don't want you to see my tears,
You ask me why, looking for the fix,
But blind to all my fears.
Some are buried, some are hidden,
Some are carried on my sleeve.
But push me too hard on the issue,
And I will just get up and leave.
I try to...
I'm scattered in this place.
Stuck in limbo, between lives and lost,
Scared by all there is to face.
Turn my head and tuck it in,
And rest it on your chest.
I know you’d save me if you could,
Because that's what you do best.
Walk in, I'm crying but I hold it back.
I don't want you to see my tears,
You ask me why, looking for the fix,
But blind to all my fears.
Some are buried, some are hidden,
Some are carried on my sleeve.
But push me too hard on the issue,
And I will just get up and leave.
I try to...
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Feb 2014 2:45pm
12th Feb 2014 2:45pm
Dying Today
I’m dying inside Can anyone hear?
Screaming in silence and trembling with fear.
Lonely and lost I can’t find my way
Staring through my dead eyes saying I am ok.
But I’m far from alright, as far as can be.
Suffering and darkness Is all I can see.
Shivering and cold I sit here and cry,
Wanting and waiting to lie down and die.
It's the only escape from this mental hell.
No other solution that I can tell.
Racking my brain for some other way,
But sorry, I failed, I’m dying today.
Screaming in silence and trembling with fear.
Lonely and lost I can’t find my way
Staring through my dead eyes saying I am ok.
But I’m far from alright, as far as can be.
Suffering and darkness Is all I can see.
Shivering and cold I sit here and cry,
Wanting and waiting to lie down and die.
It's the only escape from this mental hell.
No other solution that I can tell.
Racking my brain for some other way,
But sorry, I failed, I’m dying today.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
12th Feb 2014 2:40pm
12th Feb 2014 2:40pm
Where The Sidewalk Ends
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2014 2:47pm
8th Feb 2014 2:47pm
Worst Fears Realized
Tell me why is it,
I feel so much pain,
Consuming my heart
That is beating in vain.
Tell me why is it,
I feel so alone
Aimless I wander
In search of a home.
Tell me why Is it,
I just don’t belong
no matter how hard I try
It always seems wrong.
Tell me why is it,
That people don't see
How hard I struggle
To be what they want me to be.
Tell me why is it,
it’s never enough
no matter the effort
when the going gets tough.
Tell me why is it,
when I think it's ok
it all changes again
and once...
I feel so much pain,
Consuming my heart
That is beating in vain.
Tell me why is it,
I feel so alone
Aimless I wander
In search of a home.
Tell me why Is it,
I just don’t belong
no matter how hard I try
It always seems wrong.
Tell me why is it,
That people don't see
How hard I struggle
To be what they want me to be.
Tell me why is it,
it’s never enough
no matter the effort
when the going gets tough.
Tell me why is it,
when I think it's ok
it all changes again
and once...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Feb 2014 2:42pm
8th Feb 2014 2:42pm
Angels and Demons
What is this place, how can this be?
Angels and demons are all I can see.
In their grotesque masks laughing in spite,
It’s all a charade, night after night.
At first I could barely believe my own eyes.
These people are so evil behind their disguise.
With malicious intent they snap at your heals
Displaying blatant disregard for how anyone feels.
Throw in some more lies, sweeten the pot,
More fuel for the fire, until its red hot.
Cause life is too boring without this great game,
Of destroying people’s lives until no friends remain.
Angels and demons are all I can see.
In their grotesque masks laughing in spite,
It’s all a charade, night after night.
At first I could barely believe my own eyes.
These people are so evil behind their disguise.
With malicious intent they snap at your heals
Displaying blatant disregard for how anyone feels.
Throw in some more lies, sweeten the pot,
More fuel for the fire, until its red hot.
Cause life is too boring without this great game,
Of destroying people’s lives until no friends remain.
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Feb 2014 1:43am
7th Feb 2014 1:43am
Nasty Insecurities
font=Trebuchet MS] Nasty Insecurities
Are swirling thru my head.
Mirrored images of dead eyes
That echo what’s been said.
Nasty Insecurities
Are all I seem to find,
Fear and doubt are at every turn
Gnawing at my mind.
Nasty Insecurities,
There’s so many things to fear.
Lost in thought; a literal mind
Is staring back at me from the mirror.
Nasty Insecurities
That no one seems to see.
All the walls so carefully built
Are crumbling down on me.
Nasty Insecurities
Growing in me day by day. ...
Are swirling thru my head.
Mirrored images of dead eyes
That echo what’s been said.
Nasty Insecurities
Are all I seem to find,
Fear and doubt are at every turn
Gnawing at my mind.
Nasty Insecurities,
There’s so many things to fear.
Lost in thought; a literal mind
Is staring back at me from the mirror.
Nasty Insecurities
That no one seems to see.
All the walls so carefully built
Are crumbling down on me.
Nasty Insecurities
Growing in me day by day. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Feb 2014 1:35pm
6th Feb 2014 1:35pm
What Would I Do?
If I closed my eyes right now,
What would I see?
And if I never said I was sorry again,
Would I still be me?
If I shed a tear and you weren’t here,
Would it just fall?
And if in the darkness, a silent scream,
Would anyone hear at all?
If I ran away from this god awful place,
What would I do?
And wherever I went and ended up,
Would I still be here with you?
If I stood at the edge of a great ravine,
What would people think?
And if I took that last step into the water,
Would my body or my soul be the one to sink?
What would I see?
And if I never said I was sorry again,
Would I still be me?
If I shed a tear and you weren’t here,
Would it just fall?
And if in the darkness, a silent scream,
Would anyone hear at all?
If I ran away from this god awful place,
What would I do?
And wherever I went and ended up,
Would I still be here with you?
If I stood at the edge of a great ravine,
What would people think?
And if I took that last step into the water,
Would my body or my soul be the one to sink?
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