Submissions by brokenyetstrong
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SELF POEM
Published
18th Nov 2015 7:09pm
18th Nov 2015 7:09pm
My choice
Butterflies dancing in my belly.
Warm hands at the small of my back.
Our hearts beat steady like the beat of a drum.
The keeper of my soul, my life mate.
He takes my breath away with just a single look.
I drink it all in, and sigh.
I won’t be coming back down from this high.
And if I die tomorrow from my choices simply know this….
I will have died happy and full of bliss,
because I know I didn’t miss my small moment in time with love.
In the blink of an eye,
or even another lifetime I would make the same choice
over and over again....
Warm hands at the small of my back.
Our hearts beat steady like the beat of a drum.
The keeper of my soul, my life mate.
He takes my breath away with just a single look.
I drink it all in, and sigh.
I won’t be coming back down from this high.
And if I die tomorrow from my choices simply know this….
I will have died happy and full of bliss,
because I know I didn’t miss my small moment in time with love.
In the blink of an eye,
or even another lifetime I would make the same choice
over and over again....
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SELF POEM
Published
2nd Nov 2015 10:00pm
2nd Nov 2015 10:00pm
Where I belong
When the darkness embraces me I finally feel as if I’m home.
My whole life I have wondered where I truly fit in, and it’s here among the shadows.
I’m not meant for great things. I’m meant to live within myself.
My mind is my great escape.
I used to fight it. To think that I was trapped here.
Though once I gave in and let it all go I finally felt the one thing I always wanted.
I felt at peace.
I may be seen as a broken cut up shell on the outside,
but on the inside I am everything I ever hoped I could be.
What once was a curse is now the place I...
My whole life I have wondered where I truly fit in, and it’s here among the shadows.
I’m not meant for great things. I’m meant to live within myself.
My mind is my great escape.
I used to fight it. To think that I was trapped here.
Though once I gave in and let it all go I finally felt the one thing I always wanted.
I felt at peace.
I may be seen as a broken cut up shell on the outside,
but on the inside I am everything I ever hoped I could be.
What once was a curse is now the place I...
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SELF POEM
Published
29th Oct 2015 2:05am
29th Oct 2015 2:05am
Finally at Peace
My mind is in turmoil.
The more I try and focus the blurrier it just all gets.
I don’t know what to do anymore.
I can barely keep my head above the water.
One more thing added to my shoulders and I will go under.
I will drown.
No one can hear my silent screams.
I’m dying and no one can see the pain inside of me.
I’m falling to my knees, and this time I won’t be getting back up.
Will you cry when I’m gone?
When my body is lowered into the cold hard ground.
Will you stop and wonder if you ever paid close enough attention to see me hurting....
The more I try and focus the blurrier it just all gets.
I don’t know what to do anymore.
I can barely keep my head above the water.
One more thing added to my shoulders and I will go under.
I will drown.
No one can hear my silent screams.
I’m dying and no one can see the pain inside of me.
I’m falling to my knees, and this time I won’t be getting back up.
Will you cry when I’m gone?
When my body is lowered into the cold hard ground.
Will you stop and wonder if you ever paid close enough attention to see me hurting....
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2015 9:38pm
23rd Oct 2015 9:38pm
Among the tombstones and roses
I feel as if everything good in me has died.
My heart and soul are like an empty graveyard.
My purpose for staying has gone away.
What am I to do?
I just want to fall asleep among the tombstones and roses.
To become one with mother earth.
My life is like a curse.
A curse ready to be broken with these words that I've spoken.
Don't cry when I have gone, because my tears have finally stopped.
Who knew I would leave this world so cold when I always thought I would be warm and old.
I was told that life was easy, and that was a lie.
The hardest part...
My heart and soul are like an empty graveyard.
My purpose for staying has gone away.
What am I to do?
I just want to fall asleep among the tombstones and roses.
To become one with mother earth.
My life is like a curse.
A curse ready to be broken with these words that I've spoken.
Don't cry when I have gone, because my tears have finally stopped.
Who knew I would leave this world so cold when I always thought I would be warm and old.
I was told that life was easy, and that was a lie.
The hardest part...
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2015 6:21am
11th Oct 2015 6:21am
Empty
Empty is such a simple yet loaded word.
A jar could be empty.
A box could be empty.
Anything can be empty, including a person.
An empty shell without a soul.
That's what I am.
I'm simply empty.
The tears have all dried up and now there's nothing left.
I don't know how to not be empty anymore.
To have a genuine smile when I see someone.
I am empty, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
I'm a lost cause.
And the funny thing is....No one can even see it.
No one can see it but me.
I guess I really am my own worst enemy.
A jar could be empty.
A box could be empty.
Anything can be empty, including a person.
An empty shell without a soul.
That's what I am.
I'm simply empty.
The tears have all dried up and now there's nothing left.
I don't know how to not be empty anymore.
To have a genuine smile when I see someone.
I am empty, and there's nothing anyone can do about it.
I'm a lost cause.
And the funny thing is....No one can even see it.
No one can see it but me.
I guess I really am my own worst enemy.
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Oct 2015 6:08am
11th Oct 2015 6:08am
Would it matter?
Would it matter if I go?
Would it matter if I stay?
No one even pays attention as the tears roll down my face.
As the tears fall I sit and wonder if I even have a place in this world.
A true reason to stay.
Would it matter to you if I stay or go?
Do you see past all the blocks I put up and see the pain i'm really in?
A person can only stay but so strong for so long.
I don't want to say my last night was spent in tears,
but its time I put myself first and I choose this.
I choose to no longer be in pain.
I choose to no longer cry in vain. ...
Would it matter if I stay?
No one even pays attention as the tears roll down my face.
As the tears fall I sit and wonder if I even have a place in this world.
A true reason to stay.
Would it matter to you if I stay or go?
Do you see past all the blocks I put up and see the pain i'm really in?
A person can only stay but so strong for so long.
I don't want to say my last night was spent in tears,
but its time I put myself first and I choose this.
I choose to no longer be in pain.
I choose to no longer cry in vain. ...
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Sep 2015 4:06am
21st Sep 2015 4:06am
Misunderstood
Misunderstood in so many ways.
In the way I talk, in the way I walk.
This isn't a game. Each assumption is like a stab to my heart.
What can I do to fix this?
What can I do to become the real me, to have you see what's truly beneath all the assumptions?
I'm just a girl who's misunderstood in all the wrong ways,
and you know what...if you can't accept me then reject me and let me move on already.
In the way I talk, in the way I walk.
This isn't a game. Each assumption is like a stab to my heart.
What can I do to fix this?
What can I do to become the real me, to have you see what's truly beneath all the assumptions?
I'm just a girl who's misunderstood in all the wrong ways,
and you know what...if you can't accept me then reject me and let me move on already.
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th Jul 2015 11:13pm
14th Jul 2015 11:13pm
Open Book
The memories within me are that of which I wish to share with you.
My heart is like an open book.
So many stories left untold or yet to be discovered.
But you keep me closed and walk away.
Not even caring what I have to say.
Now I need to find a lock and key, my heart from now on shall be closed and empty just like me.
That is until tomorrow when I see you again.
You rip out my pages one by one, and yet I wouldn’t have it any other way.
This is what I’ve become. So at the end of each day I’ll just pick up a pen and start writing again.
My heart is like an open book.
So many stories left untold or yet to be discovered.
But you keep me closed and walk away.
Not even caring what I have to say.
Now I need to find a lock and key, my heart from now on shall be closed and empty just like me.
That is until tomorrow when I see you again.
You rip out my pages one by one, and yet I wouldn’t have it any other way.
This is what I’ve become. So at the end of each day I’ll just pick up a pen and start writing again.
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LOVE POEM
Published
14th May 2015 1:43am
14th May 2015 1:43am
Nothing stays the same
The petals will fall
And the seasons will change
For nothing in life stays the same.
The days will go on, the nights forever long
Though with you by my side I know I can hold on
So let the leaves fall
And the seasons change
For even though nothing in life stays the same
My love for you will forever remain
Our souls as one for the rest of our days.
And the seasons will change
For nothing in life stays the same.
The days will go on, the nights forever long
Though with you by my side I know I can hold on
So let the leaves fall
And the seasons change
For even though nothing in life stays the same
My love for you will forever remain
Our souls as one for the rest of our days.
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Mar 2015 10:48pm
17th Mar 2015 10:48pm
Stress
I’m being eaten from the inside out. No one can see all the weight I hold on my very shoulders. I use to fight my inner demons, but I’m just so tired. I’m tired of fighting, tired of putting on my smile every day as if it was just another layer of pointless makeup. I use to be happy all the time, and sometimes I even feel a glimpse of it again, though it never stays for long. My entire being is filled with a single feeling…Stress. It’s taken a hold and not letting go. I feel as if I’m drowning or being buried alive. There’s no way out. I’m going to shatter, and I can’t pick up all the pieces...
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SELF POEM
Published
19th Feb 2015 5:01am
19th Feb 2015 5:01am
Shadow
I lay my head down on the pillow just wishing for once I could disappear, be what everyone expects me to be. Just a shadow. Why not? Why not fade into the background? What I’m good at anyways. Some people tell me I’m smart, or sometimes even sweet and dedicated. That I always put others first. What if….what if just once I wanted to come first. Is that so selfish of me? To be able to sing my heart out, or read until my eyes fall shut. To do something for me, without having something said. To have a day all to myself without being called self centered, cold heart, or selfish. That’s all that I...
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Nov 2014 4:42am
26th Nov 2014 4:42am
Are you happy now?
My heart is shattering into a million tiny little pieces with each word that passes your lips. I watch them fall, the sound they make when they connect with the floor is ear splitting. Where do I go from here? Who do I turn to, when you were always the one to pick me up as I fell? I never thought that one day the reasons behind my pain would be from the one I loved most. The one that always sheltered me from the pain, the hurt, is now single handedly ripping it all away. Just because I look like I can handle the pain doesn't mean I deserve it. I can no longer be the strong one anymore. I give...
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