Submissions by brokenyetstrong
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
13th Apr 2019 7:19am
13th Apr 2019 7:19am
Phoenix
Breaking
Cracking
Falling
I feel everything around me starting to crumble in on itself.
I try to smile and keep pushing forward, but my feet can no longer move.
I’m starting to sink.
The farther down I go the less breathe my lungs can capture.
I know this has to be the end, and a part of me believes that I am okay with that.
I’m on my hands and knees, and I try one last time to breathe, but all I taste is smoke in the back of my throat.
I close my eyes and feel the pain inside of me consume me like a fire.
Taking in and releasing the pain...
Cracking
Falling
I feel everything around me starting to crumble in on itself.
I try to smile and keep pushing forward, but my feet can no longer move.
I’m starting to sink.
The farther down I go the less breathe my lungs can capture.
I know this has to be the end, and a part of me believes that I am okay with that.
I’m on my hands and knees, and I try one last time to breathe, but all I taste is smoke in the back of my throat.
I close my eyes and feel the pain inside of me consume me like a fire.
Taking in and releasing the pain...
#strength
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SELF POEM
Published
16th Dec 2018 3:06am
16th Dec 2018 3:06am
Fairy Tales
Fairy tales don’t come true.
Or at least they didn’t until the day I met you.
When you smile butterflies dance in my belly.
When you laugh my soul leaps into a dance that only you can call.
Your touch…oh when your skin meets mine a fire lights inside me like nothing I have ever felt before.
Suddenly everything makes perfect sense.
I was living in a colorless world before you arrived.
You crashed into me like a comet, and colors burst into everything.
I want to smile, to laugh, to dance.
Because of you I can finally breathe again.
Because of...
Or at least they didn’t until the day I met you.
When you smile butterflies dance in my belly.
When you laugh my soul leaps into a dance that only you can call.
Your touch…oh when your skin meets mine a fire lights inside me like nothing I have ever felt before.
Suddenly everything makes perfect sense.
I was living in a colorless world before you arrived.
You crashed into me like a comet, and colors burst into everything.
I want to smile, to laugh, to dance.
Because of you I can finally breathe again.
Because of...
#love
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Aug 2018 8:23pm
31st Aug 2018 8:23pm
Utopia
Suffocating. Tight grips around my neck, but you see nothing.
Just a whisper of sadness that lingers.
I try to allow the air to pass my lips, but I can’t.
It’s as if I have a gun to my head and each breath is like Russian Roulette,
where the ending is inevitable.
I see my future laid out before me.
Miles of empty land and pain, but at the very end is a hazy glimpse of a Utopia.
It might be a mirage, but I don’t care I want to push my way towards it.
I try to stand but I can’t. I’m stuck on my knees in a cage, and the key is nowhere in sight. ...
Just a whisper of sadness that lingers.
I try to allow the air to pass my lips, but I can’t.
It’s as if I have a gun to my head and each breath is like Russian Roulette,
where the ending is inevitable.
I see my future laid out before me.
Miles of empty land and pain, but at the very end is a hazy glimpse of a Utopia.
It might be a mirage, but I don’t care I want to push my way towards it.
I try to stand but I can’t. I’m stuck on my knees in a cage, and the key is nowhere in sight. ...
#sadness
#depression
#strength #LifeStruggles
#strength #LifeStruggles
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SELF POEM
Published
31st May 2018 3:43am
31st May 2018 3:43am
Porcelain Doll
I’m a porcelain doll that you see when you walk by the shops window.
I’m the picture of perfection, or so it may seem.
My face was painted on me with a sweet little smile the day I was made, and so it’s remained the same unchanged.
At a distance I look like a collector’s edition that you would want to show off to a loved one,
but up close near the smile that was painted on is a small crack.
Once the crack is noticed I am no longer the perfect porcelain doll.
I’m seen as damaged and broken.
Over time the crack becomes bigger and I feel like I...
I’m the picture of perfection, or so it may seem.
My face was painted on me with a sweet little smile the day I was made, and so it’s remained the same unchanged.
At a distance I look like a collector’s edition that you would want to show off to a loved one,
but up close near the smile that was painted on is a small crack.
Once the crack is noticed I am no longer the perfect porcelain doll.
I’m seen as damaged and broken.
Over time the crack becomes bigger and I feel like I...
#myself
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DRUGS POEM
Published
21st Dec 2017 5:08am
21st Dec 2017 5:08am
Down the Rabbit Hole
I feel like I have fallen down the rabbit hole again.
I said I was okay, that I wouldn’t fall again.
I’m stronger now, I can handle it.
But I was wrong.
I knew I was on the edge again, and I didn’t stop.
I could have turned around, but the rabbit lured me in,
and without a thought or a blink of an eye I stepped forward and fell.
I grabbed the pills, and fell down the hole.
I grabbed the bottle, and fell down the hole.
I grabbed the needle, and fell down the hole.
At first I just wanted the pain to stop, and now it’s as if...
I said I was okay, that I wouldn’t fall again.
I’m stronger now, I can handle it.
But I was wrong.
I knew I was on the edge again, and I didn’t stop.
I could have turned around, but the rabbit lured me in,
and without a thought or a blink of an eye I stepped forward and fell.
I grabbed the pills, and fell down the hole.
I grabbed the bottle, and fell down the hole.
I grabbed the needle, and fell down the hole.
At first I just wanted the pain to stop, and now it’s as if...
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LOVE POEM
Published
24th Oct 2017 5:01am
24th Oct 2017 5:01am
Beautiful Garden
Sometimes when I look at you the very breath in my chest escapes my lips. My heart begins to hurt, but not in the way that you think it might. It hurts in wonder, in awe because it’s by some miracle that someone as pure as you loves someone as dark as me with so many demons behind my smile. I fought them alone for so long that I forgot what it was to live without them. Yet here you are every day slowly helping me take them out one by one, and in their place you give me a piece of your light in the form of a seed. Every time you smile at me, every time you hold me, every time you challenge me...
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SELF POEM
Published
8th Aug 2017 5:53am
8th Aug 2017 5:53am
Silence
Silence is deafening
Silence is the quite that entraps you
Silence is breaking on the inside with a smile on your face
Silence is the life I live hour by hour, day by day
Silence is the one thing that I no longer want to be a part of
I want the noises of life to wash over me
I want the joy, the laughter, the love
I want the tears, the heartache, the pain
I want to break from this chamber I have been a prisoner of for years
I want to hear the walls crumble around me
I want to hear the winds as they softly wipe my tears away
I want my life...
Silence is the quite that entraps you
Silence is breaking on the inside with a smile on your face
Silence is the life I live hour by hour, day by day
Silence is the one thing that I no longer want to be a part of
I want the noises of life to wash over me
I want the joy, the laughter, the love
I want the tears, the heartache, the pain
I want to break from this chamber I have been a prisoner of for years
I want to hear the walls crumble around me
I want to hear the winds as they softly wipe my tears away
I want my life...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Feb 2017 9:16pm
21st Feb 2017 9:16pm
Carousel
My world is constantly spinning.
Never stopping so I can take a breath.
It’s like a carousel ride always going in the same direction.
I have the urge to jump off and not look back.
What happens to me if I do?
Will I love my new life, or simply be haunted by the one I left behind me?
If I could just stop and breath even for a moment I might be okay.
Instead I am spinning faster and faster until I am suffocating.
Everyone on the ride with me is laughing and smiling, and all I want to do is scream.
How are they enjoying this ride so much when all...
Never stopping so I can take a breath.
It’s like a carousel ride always going in the same direction.
I have the urge to jump off and not look back.
What happens to me if I do?
Will I love my new life, or simply be haunted by the one I left behind me?
If I could just stop and breath even for a moment I might be okay.
Instead I am spinning faster and faster until I am suffocating.
Everyone on the ride with me is laughing and smiling, and all I want to do is scream.
How are they enjoying this ride so much when all...
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2016 1:58am
22nd Nov 2016 1:58am
Daddy's Little Girl
I’m all alone and the walls are closing in.
The only thing I have ever wanted was to make him proud of me.
I know now that it’s never going to happen.
Every word that passes his lips is a lie.
Most harsh, and on some occasion sweet.
Almost like tossing back a hard liquor.
It burns like hell going down, but it’s worth it for the simple fact of holding on to the belief that eventually I will have a good feeling after the burn.
I know I shouldn’t take the mental blows anymore.
That I should walk away and never look back
But I’m guilty of wanting his...
The only thing I have ever wanted was to make him proud of me.
I know now that it’s never going to happen.
Every word that passes his lips is a lie.
Most harsh, and on some occasion sweet.
Almost like tossing back a hard liquor.
It burns like hell going down, but it’s worth it for the simple fact of holding on to the belief that eventually I will have a good feeling after the burn.
I know I shouldn’t take the mental blows anymore.
That I should walk away and never look back
But I’m guilty of wanting his...
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UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Aug 2016 5:49am
26th Aug 2016 5:49am
Always keep writing
There is always a story worth telling.
Be that it's happy or sad, it's still there.
The sun rises and sets, and with each day a new story has been brought to life.
You are the writer of your own story.
Every thought and dream is a part of it.
You alone control your happiness.
Keep writing and filling up the pages.
Be the warrior you where meant to be.
Keep your pen close, because even though not every day is easy it's still worth telling. Your story is worth reading.
Keep going, because the rest is still unwritten.
Be that it's happy or sad, it's still there.
The sun rises and sets, and with each day a new story has been brought to life.
You are the writer of your own story.
Every thought and dream is a part of it.
You alone control your happiness.
Keep writing and filling up the pages.
Be the warrior you where meant to be.
Keep your pen close, because even though not every day is easy it's still worth telling. Your story is worth reading.
Keep going, because the rest is still unwritten.
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ANGER POEM
Published
6th Jun 2016 4:51am
6th Jun 2016 4:51am
Betrayal
The burning coursing through my veins is starting to take over. It’s consuming my entire being. The betrayal still stings like salt to an open cut. It hurts to move with all of the stab wounds my back has taken. Is it a miracle or a curse that I am still standing? Still holding in each crippling breath and holding in the flames in my chest.
Most would say give up, let go, turn around. But I don’t. I am better than that. Stronger with each flame. I’m going to keep moving until it doesn’t hurt anymore. But you? You will just become another memory. Another has been. Just another name...
Most would say give up, let go, turn around. But I don’t. I am better than that. Stronger with each flame. I’m going to keep moving until it doesn’t hurt anymore. But you? You will just become another memory. Another has been. Just another name...
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Jan 2016 3:24am
23rd Jan 2016 3:24am
Free
My soul is being torn in two.
The agony is terrifying.
The pain unbearably loud.
Though no one looks up,
No one even blinks.
Can they not hear the pain I am in?
Can they not see me?
Every second that goes by that no one notices is like a crushing blow.
I am being torn down slowly with each breath.
It seems as if no one will notice at all.
At least they won’t until it’s too late.
They will finally see as the last breath passes through my lips.
As if a spell has been lifted from them.
Though none of that will matter because I will be...
The agony is terrifying.
The pain unbearably loud.
Though no one looks up,
No one even blinks.
Can they not hear the pain I am in?
Can they not see me?
Every second that goes by that no one notices is like a crushing blow.
I am being torn down slowly with each breath.
It seems as if no one will notice at all.
At least they won’t until it’s too late.
They will finally see as the last breath passes through my lips.
As if a spell has been lifted from them.
Though none of that will matter because I will be...
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