Submissions by bloodytearsoflife (Amy E. Down)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a little black rain cloud, Save me, Cleanse me.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
7th Jul 2015 00:37am
7th Jul 2015 00:37am
Success :Trash or Treasure
To be understood,
Is that being successful?
Or being pretty?
Strong?
Wise?
Or just plain stupid?
That is what I see.
Long lost faces,
Who have worked timelessly.
To get through that dense dark forest.
To find the yield of their hard work.
Just to find that,
There is no end.
Is that being successful?
Or being pretty?
Strong?
Wise?
Or just plain stupid?
That is what I see.
Long lost faces,
Who have worked timelessly.
To get through that dense dark forest.
To find the yield of their hard work.
Just to find that,
There is no end.
570 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 4:27pm
10th Apr 2015 4:27pm
Do You Feel That? (Rubber bands)
That sinking feeling,
The cold thuding in your chest,
Do you feel that?
The dull pain,
And a sharp sting.
That's what you feel.
On an off day.
Yes I took my pills.
Yes I am ok.
Don't mind my wrists,
Welts the size of my pain.
The cold thuding in your chest,
Do you feel that?
The dull pain,
And a sharp sting.
That's what you feel.
On an off day.
Yes I took my pills.
Yes I am ok.
Don't mind my wrists,
Welts the size of my pain.
579 reads
2 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
2nd Feb 2015 3:30am
2nd Feb 2015 3:30am
Binding
Our wounds still fresh,
As the sun goes down.
We run for cover,
Fight for shelter.
We see the monsters,
Spring from our leaking soul.
As we run a uphill battle,
Our time grows short.
Rummaging though all the fear,
We find ourselfs behind walls,
Of questions,
Thoughts,
And fear of where we stand.
Step one,
Bind your wounds.
Let scabs become scars,
As the sun peaks over the horizon.
Step two,
Sing.
Sing your anthem,
Whatever it is that day.
Step three,
Start new.
The hardest step....
As the sun goes down.
We run for cover,
Fight for shelter.
We see the monsters,
Spring from our leaking soul.
As we run a uphill battle,
Our time grows short.
Rummaging though all the fear,
We find ourselfs behind walls,
Of questions,
Thoughts,
And fear of where we stand.
Step one,
Bind your wounds.
Let scabs become scars,
As the sun peaks over the horizon.
Step two,
Sing.
Sing your anthem,
Whatever it is that day.
Step three,
Start new.
The hardest step....
536 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
11th Dec 2014 3:34pm
11th Dec 2014 3:34pm
Cluttered Writing
Muse and curvy words,
Dancing across my page,
Binds me to my daily due,
As dawn never pays.
Breathing nightfall dew,
Hearing beating hearts anew.
Stars, Oh stars,
Oh how i see you,
My muse.
Thoughts fly,
In a late night crunch.
Till evening ends,
And the meek moon sighs.
Still I sit,
Ink in hand,
My invisible words,
Lead my hand.
Night leads on,
Following as a pawn.
My lonely heart implores,
Curse my fate,
For my misfortune,
For by my hands it came.
And by these hands it stays.
...
Dancing across my page,
Binds me to my daily due,
As dawn never pays.
Breathing nightfall dew,
Hearing beating hearts anew.
Stars, Oh stars,
Oh how i see you,
My muse.
Thoughts fly,
In a late night crunch.
Till evening ends,
And the meek moon sighs.
Still I sit,
Ink in hand,
My invisible words,
Lead my hand.
Night leads on,
Following as a pawn.
My lonely heart implores,
Curse my fate,
For my misfortune,
For by my hands it came.
And by these hands it stays.
...
579 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
5th Dec 2014 8:51pm
5th Dec 2014 8:51pm
Shapes
We are shaped,
By society,
By family,
By friends,
By their own mind.
We blunder through life,
Blind to the colors,
Of our own shapes.
The colors of emotion.
Look, Look,
Oh please,
We see the color of others shapes,
But about our own?
Blues of tears.
Red of anger.
Pinks and purples for passion.
Yellow for joy.
Green of luck.
We shape the people who shape us.
So show your colors.
Show what you make.
By society,
By family,
By friends,
By their own mind.
We blunder through life,
Blind to the colors,
Of our own shapes.
The colors of emotion.
Look, Look,
Oh please,
We see the color of others shapes,
But about our own?
Blues of tears.
Red of anger.
Pinks and purples for passion.
Yellow for joy.
Green of luck.
We shape the people who shape us.
So show your colors.
Show what you make.
725 reads
3 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
4th Nov 2014 4:02pm
4th Nov 2014 4:02pm
Just another Day
Just another day,
The sun rises,
Faking a smile,
I face the demons.
Jealousy,
Lust,
Popularity,
Cant forget Competition.
I dance among the wretched.
And face them with sharp words,
For I am a demon of theirs,
Unconformity.
No one hears their silent screams,
When I face them,
I am the outcast.
Who doesn't change.
I am the victim.
Who doesn't get help.
I am the wall flower.
Who doesn't talk.
I am their thought of darkness.
Who always haunts them.
No wonder they are...
The sun rises,
Faking a smile,
I face the demons.
Jealousy,
Lust,
Popularity,
Cant forget Competition.
I dance among the wretched.
And face them with sharp words,
For I am a demon of theirs,
Unconformity.
No one hears their silent screams,
When I face them,
I am the outcast.
Who doesn't change.
I am the victim.
Who doesn't get help.
I am the wall flower.
Who doesn't talk.
I am their thought of darkness.
Who always haunts them.
No wonder they are...
683 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2014 3:51pm
23rd Oct 2014 3:51pm
Darling
I miss you,
My dear girl.
Come back to my arms,
Empty now.
You eyes,
Like the night sky,
Oh how i miss them.
Come back,
I know...
I dont understand,
Why you left me.
Please come back...
My heart is longing for you,
I should of kept my mouth shut.
But, dear...
I love you.
Please come home.
My dear girl.
Come back to my arms,
Empty now.
You eyes,
Like the night sky,
Oh how i miss them.
Come back,
I know...
I dont understand,
Why you left me.
Please come back...
My heart is longing for you,
I should of kept my mouth shut.
But, dear...
I love you.
Please come home.
650 reads
2 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
17th Oct 2014 2:41am
17th Oct 2014 2:41am
That Angel
Rising,
I glare at the traitor.
The one me trusted,
the one who protected me.
In the dark of night,
The pale skin,
Glistens in the waning moon.
The black wings,
Blocks out the night sky.
The thin body,
Robed in dread.
A knife at his waist,
Shining dangerously.
Rushing at him in anger,
I try to punch him.
Only for him,
To step aside.
Tears staining my face.
I drop to my knees.
He walks pulling the knife,
From the rusted scabbard.
Breathing heavy, ...
I glare at the traitor.
The one me trusted,
the one who protected me.
In the dark of night,
The pale skin,
Glistens in the waning moon.
The black wings,
Blocks out the night sky.
The thin body,
Robed in dread.
A knife at his waist,
Shining dangerously.
Rushing at him in anger,
I try to punch him.
Only for him,
To step aside.
Tears staining my face.
I drop to my knees.
He walks pulling the knife,
From the rusted scabbard.
Breathing heavy, ...
823 reads
6 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th Oct 2014 2:39am
16th Oct 2014 2:39am
A Girl
A girl,
I wish upon that star,
Her eyes reflect,
The trials of life.
I know she is someone i can count on,
Can she count on me?
I walk towards her,
Turning,
This girl runs to me,
Like child to angel.
She laughs and jokes.
Never betrays a word.
Wondering...
Do I deserve?
Something so good?
Is this a dream?
The girl.
I wish upon that star,
Her eyes reflect,
The trials of life.
I know she is someone i can count on,
Can she count on me?
I walk towards her,
Turning,
This girl runs to me,
Like child to angel.
She laughs and jokes.
Never betrays a word.
Wondering...
Do I deserve?
Something so good?
Is this a dream?
The girl.
656 reads
0 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
21st May 2014 2:33am
21st May 2014 2:33am
Been a long time...
I left for awhile,
A long bit I assume.
See here now,
I was deemed insane.
The apocothary sang sweet words of posion,
To my beat-up, scared, dying heart.
A week can turn in to a month.
A month to a year.
I missed this,
But now im back to square one.
A long bit I assume.
See here now,
I was deemed insane.
The apocothary sang sweet words of posion,
To my beat-up, scared, dying heart.
A week can turn in to a month.
A month to a year.
I missed this,
But now im back to square one.
618 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
14th Oct 2013 00:19am
14th Oct 2013 00:19am
Feeling
I feel my toes.
I feel my fingers.
I feel my stomach.
It hungers for my addiction.
Pain,
Control,
A fight.
I feel the sadness,
Dwelling. . .like a blanket.
I feel the longing,
For disaster.
Mine,
Yours,
Everyone.
I feel my fingers.
I feel my stomach.
It hungers for my addiction.
Pain,
Control,
A fight.
I feel the sadness,
Dwelling. . .like a blanket.
I feel the longing,
For disaster.
Mine,
Yours,
Everyone.
676 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2013 3:18am
13th Oct 2013 3:18am
The Trap... My Trap
On the outside,
Im... I cant describe myself.
All I know is that,
You dont want to fall in to my trap,
Because It has killed me.
Im... I cant describe myself.
All I know is that,
You dont want to fall in to my trap,
Because It has killed me.
753 reads
3 Comments
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