Submissions by alitha1pollo
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
A hole in my heart
I must have a fetish for pain
'Cause every time you hurt me
I come limping back again
You say i need to get a grip
But i never knew
When you fall in love it's a trip
You most love to see me cry
When i give my love
You take it and leave without a goodbye
You come through like a hurricane
Leaving a trail of broken hearts
I'd tell of the grief you cause
But i don't know where to start
Everything i loved about you
Is what i now hate
Turn a different corner
I'd have never met this fate
A gaping wound is what you left me to nurse...
'Cause every time you hurt me
I come limping back again
You say i need to get a grip
But i never knew
When you fall in love it's a trip
You most love to see me cry
When i give my love
You take it and leave without a goodbye
You come through like a hurricane
Leaving a trail of broken hearts
I'd tell of the grief you cause
But i don't know where to start
Everything i loved about you
Is what i now hate
Turn a different corner
I'd have never met this fate
A gaping wound is what you left me to nurse...
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What the hell is love?
What the hell is love?
Is it weakness for hearts
Who want to get involved?
Or is it a mystery,
A puzzle left unsolved?
How two people can be so crazy
For each other ,forsaking all others
Laying in bed 'cause they're too lazy
To face reality instead of bliss
Making promises with every kiss
But how confusing is this?...
When the oxytocin wears off
Who's gonna suffer the lost?
Is it the one giving less
Or the one giving more
The thrill is gone,the chill is on
As soon as they hit the door
Leaving the other in a silent hell...
Is it weakness for hearts
Who want to get involved?
Or is it a mystery,
A puzzle left unsolved?
How two people can be so crazy
For each other ,forsaking all others
Laying in bed 'cause they're too lazy
To face reality instead of bliss
Making promises with every kiss
But how confusing is this?...
When the oxytocin wears off
Who's gonna suffer the lost?
Is it the one giving less
Or the one giving more
The thrill is gone,the chill is on
As soon as they hit the door
Leaving the other in a silent hell...
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Through your eyes
If i could see me through your eyes
I'd feel confident
And strip away my disguise
When the word ugly is so redundant
And being ridiculed is abundant
Until the reflection in the mirror
Became a stranger,yet so familiar
I had an epiphany...i could do ugly
It required no effort
'Cause nothing about me screams lovely
Taunted and teased
Avoided like a disease
Somehow finding comfort
Welcoming words that hurt
I am not normal
Call me what you want
Just nothing too formal
You say i'm beautiful
But i don't believe you...
I'd feel confident
And strip away my disguise
When the word ugly is so redundant
And being ridiculed is abundant
Until the reflection in the mirror
Became a stranger,yet so familiar
I had an epiphany...i could do ugly
It required no effort
'Cause nothing about me screams lovely
Taunted and teased
Avoided like a disease
Somehow finding comfort
Welcoming words that hurt
I am not normal
Call me what you want
Just nothing too formal
You say i'm beautiful
But i don't believe you...
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The beast within
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Just be You
You make me sick the way you just
Stand there and contradict yourself.
It's all about you right?
Who really gives a shit about any one else?
You claim to be so warm,
So full of confidence and purity.
On the outside that is...
But inside behind closed doors
You're a miserable lump of insecurity.
Why do i care what people think?
How can i make them like me?
What can i do to make them happy?
These are the questions running
Through your head all day long.
Are you that afraid of being an individual?
That scared to stand alone?
...
Stand there and contradict yourself.
It's all about you right?
Who really gives a shit about any one else?
You claim to be so warm,
So full of confidence and purity.
On the outside that is...
But inside behind closed doors
You're a miserable lump of insecurity.
Why do i care what people think?
How can i make them like me?
What can i do to make them happy?
These are the questions running
Through your head all day long.
Are you that afraid of being an individual?
That scared to stand alone?
...
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Loving a madman...
I think about how i should have
Left a long time ago..
How he used to publicly pretend to adore me
Knowing it was all a show.
How he demands everything,
Yet gives nothing.
I should have known that the stalking
Meant that his obsession was getting worse.
Being the object of a madman's affection
Was indeed a gift and a curse.
Should have known he was a Leo
When he roared the first time he got a little jealous.
He'd always control his woman
So he could brag about it to the fellas.
Telling them how he locks it down
So...
Left a long time ago..
How he used to publicly pretend to adore me
Knowing it was all a show.
How he demands everything,
Yet gives nothing.
I should have known that the stalking
Meant that his obsession was getting worse.
Being the object of a madman's affection
Was indeed a gift and a curse.
Should have known he was a Leo
When he roared the first time he got a little jealous.
He'd always control his woman
So he could brag about it to the fellas.
Telling them how he locks it down
So...
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the storm
It's raining again.I always knew it could
wash away a multitude of sins.
But not only that,the rain is somehow a
soothing reminder that God is on my side.
i can reflect on my yesterday and
contemplate on my tomorrows.
It's hiding my tears and washing away my sorrows.
Soaked and muddied dirt paths...
synonymous with my pain of situations
that didn't last.
no need to dwell on such things,
yet still i ponder.
My sobs turn into helpless screams!
Only to be drowned out by thunder.
Now comes the flood,like the overwhelming
thoughts...
wash away a multitude of sins.
But not only that,the rain is somehow a
soothing reminder that God is on my side.
i can reflect on my yesterday and
contemplate on my tomorrows.
It's hiding my tears and washing away my sorrows.
Soaked and muddied dirt paths...
synonymous with my pain of situations
that didn't last.
no need to dwell on such things,
yet still i ponder.
My sobs turn into helpless screams!
Only to be drowned out by thunder.
Now comes the flood,like the overwhelming
thoughts...
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Lust...a gateway to love...
How can the same man who makes me
Wanna walk away,be the same man
who makes me wanna stay?
He makes me feel like such a fool.
But somehow he makes it oh so cool.
Am i delusional...
'Cause his love is a drug,
A gateway to the unusual?
I tried to go cold turkey,but soon
Withdrawals overwhelm me.
Craving for the very thing i don't need...
Now that's unhealthy!
Day 1:The day after...I'm cool and upbeat.
Reminiscing on last night between the sheets.
I'm in love and giddy as hell.
Still wearing his t-shirt,'cause i love his smell.
I'm...
Wanna walk away,be the same man
who makes me wanna stay?
He makes me feel like such a fool.
But somehow he makes it oh so cool.
Am i delusional...
'Cause his love is a drug,
A gateway to the unusual?
I tried to go cold turkey,but soon
Withdrawals overwhelm me.
Craving for the very thing i don't need...
Now that's unhealthy!
Day 1:The day after...I'm cool and upbeat.
Reminiscing on last night between the sheets.
I'm in love and giddy as hell.
Still wearing his t-shirt,'cause i love his smell.
I'm...
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