Submissions by awayaway98
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
i am a young woman that writes her feelings, thoughts, and experiences down on paper to create a picture in your mind of scenes throughout my life that you just might relate to.
LOVE POEM
Published
4th May 2020 7:48pm
4th May 2020 7:48pm
Already
I already know,
That our story is over.
I already feel,
That you're slipping away.
I already see,
That I'm clearly not chosen.
I'm already alone,
So whats more time to myself?
I know that you'll never truly be mine again.
15 came and went, along with my heart.
I already know this melancholy tune.
I already know,
It will always just be me, myself, and I.
I already know.
That our story is over.
I already feel,
That you're slipping away.
I already see,
That I'm clearly not chosen.
I'm already alone,
So whats more time to myself?
I know that you'll never truly be mine again.
15 came and went, along with my heart.
I already know this melancholy tune.
I already know,
It will always just be me, myself, and I.
I already know.
#love
#hurt
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Mar 2020 3:42am
4th Mar 2020 3:42am
Who is she(i miss me)
I miss you, you know? But you dont seem to see it.
I miss me too, but who is me?
I cant seem to see past all the fog in my mind and the dark silence in my heart.
Who is she? That woman; my reflection.
I miss those quiet days filled with laughter and smiles.
Who is she?
I miss me.
Im lost.
I miss me too, but who is me?
I cant seem to see past all the fog in my mind and the dark silence in my heart.
Who is she? That woman; my reflection.
I miss those quiet days filled with laughter and smiles.
Who is she?
I miss me.
Im lost.
#FeelingLost
247 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
8th Dec 2019 5:26pm
8th Dec 2019 5:26pm
Cant you?
Cant you see how much i hate me?
Cant you see how much i miss me?
Cant you see how much i miss that tiny life that grew in my womb only to be snuffed out before it even really began?
Cant you see how this is destroying me?
Or how about how hard im trying regardless of the fact that i dont want to do this life thing anymore but i do for you and my lost son.
Cant you see my struggles and sorrow?
Cant you see i dont want you to fix me but to listen to me?
Cant you see im barely keeping my head above the water that only rises the more i cry?
Cant you see...
Cant you see how much i miss me?
Cant you see how much i miss that tiny life that grew in my womb only to be snuffed out before it even really began?
Cant you see how this is destroying me?
Or how about how hard im trying regardless of the fact that i dont want to do this life thing anymore but i do for you and my lost son.
Cant you see my struggles and sorrow?
Cant you see i dont want you to fix me but to listen to me?
Cant you see im barely keeping my head above the water that only rises the more i cry?
Cant you see...
#grief
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2019 2:57pm
28th Mar 2019 2:57pm
Mantra
Just have to keep up the mantra.
it's just temporary, its not for long.
Its just temporary, its not for long.
It's just temporary, its not for long.
How many more times before it starts working?
How many more times will my emotions be spinning the tunes of agitated, stressed, turmoil in my head?
Who knows?
Not me because i can barely hang on and i can hardly breathe.
The elephant in this room is space consuming but no one wants to see that it needs to be freed.
The confines of this cage is making me claustrophobic but i just gotta nod my...
it's just temporary, its not for long.
Its just temporary, its not for long.
It's just temporary, its not for long.
How many more times before it starts working?
How many more times will my emotions be spinning the tunes of agitated, stressed, turmoil in my head?
Who knows?
Not me because i can barely hang on and i can hardly breathe.
The elephant in this room is space consuming but no one wants to see that it needs to be freed.
The confines of this cage is making me claustrophobic but i just gotta nod my...
#hope
#confusion
#emptiness
314 reads
1 Comment
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
28th Mar 2019 2:53pm
28th Mar 2019 2:53pm
I cant remember
Unwelcome.
Contempt.
Unwanted.
Caged.
Every time you walk in and see me your expression turns sour.
Your smiles turn to frowns.
Your laughs to agitated sighs.
I cant remember the last time i felt truely welcome.
I cant remember the last time i wasnt a weight around your neck.
I cant remember the last time i couldn't feel the chill of your stare, so full of contempt.
Resentment rolls off your aura in vibrational waves that always takes my light away.
We dont talk anymore because it always ends in fights where im always the problem.
I...
Contempt.
Unwanted.
Caged.
Every time you walk in and see me your expression turns sour.
Your smiles turn to frowns.
Your laughs to agitated sighs.
I cant remember the last time i felt truely welcome.
I cant remember the last time i wasnt a weight around your neck.
I cant remember the last time i couldn't feel the chill of your stare, so full of contempt.
Resentment rolls off your aura in vibrational waves that always takes my light away.
We dont talk anymore because it always ends in fights where im always the problem.
I...
#rejection
#parent
#frustration #apathy
#frustration #apathy
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Feb 2017 4:36pm
4th Feb 2017 4:36pm
Heartbreak
My own mind is like a cell.
My thoughts and emotions dripping down from the ceiling creating bars and a lock, trapping me in without the key.
The noise is always loud in my ears,
My nerves on end,
Concentration out the window along with my will to move forward.
My heart in shreds from the blender it's been put through.
Tears fall from my eyes like the a dam that I can't seem to control.
Sobs wrench from my chest racking my whole body, and I can't seem to get any air into my lungs.
Memories flit through my brain like a movie...
My thoughts and emotions dripping down from the ceiling creating bars and a lock, trapping me in without the key.
The noise is always loud in my ears,
My nerves on end,
Concentration out the window along with my will to move forward.
My heart in shreds from the blender it's been put through.
Tears fall from my eyes like the a dam that I can't seem to control.
Sobs wrench from my chest racking my whole body, and I can't seem to get any air into my lungs.
Memories flit through my brain like a movie...
636 reads
5 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
27th Jan 2017 3:23am
27th Jan 2017 3:23am
I've Lost Control
The view from my eyes is nothing but a blur.
I'm strapped to a board that's spinning at full speed making it so I can't catch my breath, throwing me into asthmatic spurts of hyperventilation.
My foundation is crumbling from the inside out, throwing me into this never ending abyss, frantically swiping at my surroundings for something to grab onto only to be met with empty space.
I'm falling deeper into my subconscious coupled with darkness and a vertigo that makes me sick with emotion.
I can't stop the floodgates at my eyes, nor the tearing of my...
I'm strapped to a board that's spinning at full speed making it so I can't catch my breath, throwing me into asthmatic spurts of hyperventilation.
My foundation is crumbling from the inside out, throwing me into this never ending abyss, frantically swiping at my surroundings for something to grab onto only to be met with empty space.
I'm falling deeper into my subconscious coupled with darkness and a vertigo that makes me sick with emotion.
I can't stop the floodgates at my eyes, nor the tearing of my...
530 reads
3 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
5th May 2014 4:08am
5th May 2014 4:08am
Dark Skies
Dark skies and a downpour of secrets hidden within raindrops.
Glass prisms capturing light and reflecting it off perpendicular planes like the fly caught in a spiders web.
The pain on these four walls, to me, are becoming my own glass prism prison cell. Light bouncing off reflective surfaces making shapes on walls for your imagination to interpret.
Drowsiness and darkness takes over as your mind slips through alternate realms fabricating dreams and nightmares leaving you empty, fitting puzzle pieces to get the message your sub conscience left you only to e left in...
Glass prisms capturing light and reflecting it off perpendicular planes like the fly caught in a spiders web.
The pain on these four walls, to me, are becoming my own glass prism prison cell. Light bouncing off reflective surfaces making shapes on walls for your imagination to interpret.
Drowsiness and darkness takes over as your mind slips through alternate realms fabricating dreams and nightmares leaving you empty, fitting puzzle pieces to get the message your sub conscience left you only to e left in...
664 reads
3 Comments
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