Submissions by anonymouszoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
26th Oct 2023 11:37pm
26th Oct 2023 11:37pm
Estranged
I haven’t felt as inclined to write as,
I once have. Time slipped betwixt
my fingers, or rather my fingers
repelled the keys beneath them-
either way
I feel estranged from the page.
I cannot decide whether me writing
now, is a sign of weakness, like I
got better, but now that I sleep
less, my mind has wandered to
places that have
gathered more dust than I had thought.
That the ink I am spilling, is a symbol
of slipping, that my mind may be
detaching from what was good for a
split second, I swear it was ...
I once have. Time slipped betwixt
my fingers, or rather my fingers
repelled the keys beneath them-
either way
I feel estranged from the page.
I cannot decide whether me writing
now, is a sign of weakness, like I
got better, but now that I sleep
less, my mind has wandered to
places that have
gathered more dust than I had thought.
That the ink I am spilling, is a symbol
of slipping, that my mind may be
detaching from what was good for a
split second, I swear it was ...
#identity
#LifeAsAWriter
#myself
#SelfReflection
#FeelingLost
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LOVE POEM
Published
7th Aug 2023 10:43pm
7th Aug 2023 10:43pm
Lyric 6
I think we’re all hardwired
In some state of mind.
Where who we are is really,
Already written by design.
Because Brad’s don’t change,
And Cooper’s stay the same.
And so do I, cause I’m fighting,
For the wrong name.
In some state of mind.
Where who we are is really,
Already written by design.
Because Brad’s don’t change,
And Cooper’s stay the same.
And so do I, cause I’m fighting,
For the wrong name.
#rejection
#heartbroken
#frustration
#disappointment
#denial
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Aug 2023 10:42pm
7th Aug 2023 10:42pm
Lyric 5
My childhood was filled with a bright little girl,
She was sweet and had silly little curls.
She’d spend the evenings reading in bed,
with a book in her hand,
and the world in her head.
She’d build figures out of lego,
but she never wanted to let go,
of the One Direction fish she kept in her room,
next to a Harry Styles doll with only one shoe.
I used to skate in the car park right next to my house,
hold on to my Dad, so I wouldn’t fall down.
I’d ride around on my bike, and bruise up my knees.
We’d bake cakes and...
She was sweet and had silly little curls.
She’d spend the evenings reading in bed,
with a book in her hand,
and the world in her head.
She’d build figures out of lego,
but she never wanted to let go,
of the One Direction fish she kept in her room,
next to a Harry Styles doll with only one shoe.
I used to skate in the car park right next to my house,
hold on to my Dad, so I wouldn’t fall down.
I’d ride around on my bike, and bruise up my knees.
We’d bake cakes and...
#teens
#childhood
#memories
#aging
#fatherhood
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SELF POEM
Published
5th Aug 2023 4:31pm
5th Aug 2023 4:31pm
Journal
I like to document my days
like files that someone might care about
some time in the distant future.
They’re personal, and true,
and the most honest version of
myself, one I think I look up to.
I do think I am honest, brutal
at that. It may hurt a person,
but a pen doesn’t hurt a page,
but rather it scars it.
My scars line the pages, filling
them with every emotion you
could begin to imagine.
Excitement, joy and laughter,
is contrasted with themes of,
depression, overthinking and panic. ...
like files that someone might care about
some time in the distant future.
They’re personal, and true,
and the most honest version of
myself, one I think I look up to.
I do think I am honest, brutal
at that. It may hurt a person,
but a pen doesn’t hurt a page,
but rather it scars it.
My scars line the pages, filling
them with every emotion you
could begin to imagine.
Excitement, joy and laughter,
is contrasted with themes of,
depression, overthinking and panic. ...
#motivational
#TimeHeals
#healing
#bittersweet
#emotions
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
5th Aug 2023 4:30pm
5th Aug 2023 4:30pm
A New Chapter
With every waking step, I feel a shiver
through my bones. A new chapter is
beginning - don’t ask me how I know,
I just do.
I believe I owe this feeling to him.
The one that sparked a new hope within
me, giving me something to look forward
to.
It’s early days, I know that, and he
is unaware of the stance
he has placed on my scratched
heart.
But hope continues, despite the
unknowing, it lingers, and festers.
I can feel it growing, something
beautiful, and new.
Thank you for that.
through my bones. A new chapter is
beginning - don’t ask me how I know,
I just do.
I believe I owe this feeling to him.
The one that sparked a new hope within
me, giving me something to look forward
to.
It’s early days, I know that, and he
is unaware of the stance
he has placed on my scratched
heart.
But hope continues, despite the
unknowing, it lingers, and festers.
I can feel it growing, something
beautiful, and new.
Thank you for that.
#happiness
#love
#strength
#motivational
#emotions
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Jul 2023 7:35pm
31st Jul 2023 7:35pm
Lyric 4
She’s a real mean drunk
and her friends are in the club,
they’re drinking all the liquor
thinking they won’t throw up.
They are downing more shots,
doing pot,
while I’m still stuck here thinking about the
hazey daze,
of August shade.
I’m the real mean drunk,
Yes, I am crying in the club.
The bottles nearly empty, and I
need to throw up.
I’m feeling useless,
I’m through with all of the pain from the
hazey daze,
of August shade.
and her friends are in the club,
they’re drinking all the liquor
thinking they won’t throw up.
They are downing more shots,
doing pot,
while I’m still stuck here thinking about the
hazey daze,
of August shade.
I’m the real mean drunk,
Yes, I am crying in the club.
The bottles nearly empty, and I
need to throw up.
I’m feeling useless,
I’m through with all of the pain from the
hazey daze,
of August shade.
#ignorance
#despair
#suffering
#emptiness
#emotional
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LOVE POEM
Published
31st Jul 2023 7:34pm
31st Jul 2023 7:34pm
Lyric 3
Tell me that you love me,
even if it’s a lie.
Tell me that you love me,
when the bottles nearly dry.
Tell me that you hate me,
when I’m out of sight,
but tell me that you need me,
in the middle of the night.
even if it’s a lie.
Tell me that you love me,
when the bottles nearly dry.
Tell me that you hate me,
when I’m out of sight,
but tell me that you need me,
in the middle of the night.
#love
#frustration
#confusion
#disappointment
#emptiness
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
Lyric 2
I’ve got this fear that runs deep in me,
like the backlash of a waterfall running into a rapid.
It holds me back and causes me to waste my dreams.
I stay awake, only going to bed at half past three,
I don’t understand why this is happening to me.
I realise that I move too fast, and I’m heading for crash.
I’m not sure how long I will last.
I’ve had a friend who was close to me, pull me away
from the ecstasy of loving someone else more
than I love me.
But it still hurts that you are gone.
All that is left of you is my...
like the backlash of a waterfall running into a rapid.
It holds me back and causes me to waste my dreams.
I stay awake, only going to bed at half past three,
I don’t understand why this is happening to me.
I realise that I move too fast, and I’m heading for crash.
I’m not sure how long I will last.
I’ve had a friend who was close to me, pull me away
from the ecstasy of loving someone else more
than I love me.
But it still hurts that you are gone.
All that is left of you is my...
#rejection
#heartbroken
#frustration
#despair
#disappointment
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DARK POEM
Published
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
29th Jul 2023 6:45pm
Dark Past
There were cuts on my wrist,
I can still see the scars.
Like white powder lines,
separated like stars.
They’ve been written and scribbled,
chewed on and nibbled,
by the 2-year-old in my heart.
But the dark sky would be less bright,
without its stars.
I can still see the scars.
Like white powder lines,
separated like stars.
They’ve been written and scribbled,
chewed on and nibbled,
by the 2-year-old in my heart.
But the dark sky would be less bright,
without its stars.
#anxiety
#SelfHarm
#insomnia
#PTSD
#vulnerability
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2023 7:14pm
28th Jul 2023 7:14pm
Reflections
My mirror is a compulsive liar,
that hangs upon my wall.
It lies, it cheats, until I weep,
as it stands above so tall.
that hangs upon my wall.
It lies, it cheats, until I weep,
as it stands above so tall.
#mirror
#addiction
#EatingDisorder
#freedom
#reading
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Jul 2023 7:13pm
28th Jul 2023 7:13pm
Controversial
Where is God when the famine takes our lives,
When all we have left is the bleak, black skies,
From polluting ourselves to just inexist,
And all of our problems end up dismissed.
Where is God when the wars break out,
Thousands of men killed for doubt.
Killed on the battlefield to end some dispute,
And the government tell them to shoot, shoot, shoot.
Where is God when the massacres start,
Hundreds of families being ripped apart,
Lose a mother, a father, a daughter or a son,
To a knife, a grenade or maybe a gun.
Where...
When all we have left is the bleak, black skies,
From polluting ourselves to just inexist,
And all of our problems end up dismissed.
Where is God when the wars break out,
Thousands of men killed for doubt.
Killed on the battlefield to end some dispute,
And the government tell them to shoot, shoot, shoot.
Where is God when the massacres start,
Hundreds of families being ripped apart,
Lose a mother, a father, a daughter or a son,
To a knife, a grenade or maybe a gun.
Where...
#universe
#religion
#faith
#freedom
#philosophical
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Jul 2023 11:47pm
26th Jul 2023 11:47pm
Lyric 1
We’re living on 2 pennies, while collecting
as many memories as we can retain.
We are just the same.
While I’m struggling to make ends meet,
you slag me off to your friends, yet
we are just the same.
Why are you acting so lame?
Is it because you are afraid I could put you
to shame, I only need 60 seconds,
its 1 name.
You can run your mouth, saying I always
put you down to your friends and family.
Yes, we are just the same.
But we aren’t playing the same game.
I make my own rules,
you follow others’...
as many memories as we can retain.
We are just the same.
While I’m struggling to make ends meet,
you slag me off to your friends, yet
we are just the same.
Why are you acting so lame?
Is it because you are afraid I could put you
to shame, I only need 60 seconds,
its 1 name.
You can run your mouth, saying I always
put you down to your friends and family.
Yes, we are just the same.
But we aren’t playing the same game.
I make my own rules,
you follow others’...
#corruption
#oppression
#ignorance
#manipulation
#deception
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