Submissions by amandaraeho
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I like to express my thoughts as they are happening through poetry. I try not to analyze my words and go with the flow of my churning brain even if sometimes it doesn't seem to make sense.
DARK POEM
Published
9th Apr 2011 00:53am
9th Apr 2011 00:53am
Empty Well
My life is a black hole
I live deep down in
an empty well
In this well
I am surrounded
by old friends
Doubt, fear,
anger, and
Guilt
Sadness embraces me
as warmly as my
grandma's bosom
Here I'm safe from all that life above
Blue skies
smiling faces
I hate it all.
Give me darkness
Give me deafening quiet
Give me cold
Numbness
Give it to me
I don't want
to feel your Love
It creeps down
here to the bottom
of My well
like sparkling stars...
I live deep down in
an empty well
In this well
I am surrounded
by old friends
Doubt, fear,
anger, and
Guilt
Sadness embraces me
as warmly as my
grandma's bosom
Here I'm safe from all that life above
Blue skies
smiling faces
I hate it all.
Give me darkness
Give me deafening quiet
Give me cold
Numbness
Give it to me
I don't want
to feel your Love
It creeps down
here to the bottom
of My well
like sparkling stars...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
9th Apr 2011 00:22am
9th Apr 2011 00:22am
Suicide April 8th, 2011
I am fine. Fine. Fine. Fine. Blaine killed himself this morning. Last year it was Travis. Couple years before that it was Devon. This is depressing..What is wrong with us kids from Small-Town? Is life so unbearable? I know I have thought many times it is, but never had I the courage to pull the trigger. Is it courage or is it cowardice that makes someone commit suicide?
It's such a shock because he's someone I grew up with in high school. Someone as young as I am. Barely 21. Someone I had a crush on my freshmen and sophomore years. He was my favoirte person in high school because he...
It's such a shock because he's someone I grew up with in high school. Someone as young as I am. Barely 21. Someone I had a crush on my freshmen and sophomore years. He was my favoirte person in high school because he...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Mar 2011 3:46am
19th Mar 2011 3:46am
Alone
angry
bored to tears
dog knows my fears
this place is smothering
I'm trapped within
walls
every where i turn
Walls
I can't see through
bored to tears
dog knows my fears
this place is smothering
I'm trapped within
walls
every where i turn
Walls
I can't see through
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
16th Mar 2011 7:12pm
16th Mar 2011 7:12pm
July 19th, 2010 Letter to Josh
Dear Josh,
In you I have found a best friend and a lover. You're everything to me, and more. You're all I think about--dream about! I breathe you in every day, as I'm snuggled against your chest, and feel comfort in the steady beat of your heart against my ear. You have the power to make me feel warm, dizzy, and tingly at the same time! Our bodies fit together in the most beautiful way. We are meant for each other.
You have taught me so many things lover...how to touch, feel, explore, live life to its fullest. Every day with you is an adventure. Most important, I learned to...
In you I have found a best friend and a lover. You're everything to me, and more. You're all I think about--dream about! I breathe you in every day, as I'm snuggled against your chest, and feel comfort in the steady beat of your heart against my ear. You have the power to make me feel warm, dizzy, and tingly at the same time! Our bodies fit together in the most beautiful way. We are meant for each other.
You have taught me so many things lover...how to touch, feel, explore, live life to its fullest. Every day with you is an adventure. Most important, I learned to...
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
3rd Mar 2011 2:32am
3rd Mar 2011 2:32am
Diary entry: Depression here we go again!
March 2, 2011
I am so alone. I feel so alone all the time. I wait for hours to see him and then he leaves as soon as he gets here. I am so sad. I can't stop crying. I hurt so much. It's hard for me to breathe. It hurts to be alive. I try to stop feeling this way but it just feels fake. I feel fake. Who am I anymore? What is wrong with me? Why am I like this? I'm driving him away.
I want to jump out of the window. I want to hurt myself. I want to feel pain. I want to take a whole bunch of pills to feel good. I want to go to sleep and never wake up. But I don't. I pull at my...
I am so alone. I feel so alone all the time. I wait for hours to see him and then he leaves as soon as he gets here. I am so sad. I can't stop crying. I hurt so much. It's hard for me to breathe. It hurts to be alive. I try to stop feeling this way but it just feels fake. I feel fake. Who am I anymore? What is wrong with me? Why am I like this? I'm driving him away.
I want to jump out of the window. I want to hurt myself. I want to feel pain. I want to take a whole bunch of pills to feel good. I want to go to sleep and never wake up. But I don't. I pull at my...
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LOVE POEM
Published
1st Mar 2011 8:39pm
1st Mar 2011 8:39pm
Yours are the First
Yours are the first lips
hands held
legs tangling
smiles shared
Yours are the first jokes
that have really made me laugh
the first words and pauses that leave me in
anticipation
Yours are the first eyes
I fell in love to
held me mesmerized
felt breathless and beautiful
Yours are the first glimpses
I've seen of a man
your tenderness for me opened up
my heart to love
hands held
legs tangling
smiles shared
Yours are the first jokes
that have really made me laugh
the first words and pauses that leave me in
anticipation
Yours are the first eyes
I fell in love to
held me mesmerized
felt breathless and beautiful
Yours are the first glimpses
I've seen of a man
your tenderness for me opened up
my heart to love
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EROTIC POEM
Published
18th Feb 2011 11:08pm
18th Feb 2011 11:08pm
Craving You
Tell me about
your day
I'm not really listening
Do you see me?
Unbuttoning my shirt
Ignoring you
Grabbing your pants
Pushing you down
Stop talking
Give it to me.
I hate those underwear
Take them off
Nevermind that the door is open
Shut Up
Close your eyes
I'll do the touching
Now
I want you to get lost
in the deep of my throat
your day
I'm not really listening
Do you see me?
Unbuttoning my shirt
Ignoring you
Grabbing your pants
Pushing you down
Stop talking
Give it to me.
I hate those underwear
Take them off
Nevermind that the door is open
Shut Up
Close your eyes
I'll do the touching
Now
I want you to get lost
in the deep of my throat
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
4th Feb 2011 6:32pm
4th Feb 2011 6:32pm
Diary Entry June 2008
If left the choice to be successful in all pursuits, or give it up for love, what would I choose?
Oh, but I know what I would choose. For how would I know what I'm missing if I've never had it? I wish I could say I've been in love. That I've been hurt, my heart bruised by some insensitive man, but I can't I wish I had stories to tell my friends, or good advise to give, but I don't. Maybe I was never meant for love. Maybe I'm the only person who thinks it isn't real. Love is not all I want. I want arms to hold me close.
A man, a man, a man, a man, oh how I want to feel a man all over...
Oh, but I know what I would choose. For how would I know what I'm missing if I've never had it? I wish I could say I've been in love. That I've been hurt, my heart bruised by some insensitive man, but I can't I wish I had stories to tell my friends, or good advise to give, but I don't. Maybe I was never meant for love. Maybe I'm the only person who thinks it isn't real. Love is not all I want. I want arms to hold me close.
A man, a man, a man, a man, oh how I want to feel a man all over...
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