Submissions by copingwithwords__
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
hi! currently, i try to heal from what’s going on in my head. my poems are a mirror to this journey - deep, painful, dark and honest.
dangerous game
she has the power over me -
she ignites flames,
passion roaring like waves in the sea,
and always, she tames
others but not herself.
since then, there are poems in my bookshelf
with her words -
wordsmith -
and i’m the imitator, i‘m what hurts -
copycat -
she showed me so much,
music and resilience;
she taught me so much,
love and pain.
i love her
i miss her
— it’s a dangerous game.
she ignites flames,
passion roaring like waves in the sea,
and always, she tames
others but not herself.
since then, there are poems in my bookshelf
with her words -
wordsmith -
and i’m the imitator, i‘m what hurts -
copycat -
she showed me so much,
music and resilience;
she taught me so much,
love and pain.
i love her
i miss her
— it’s a dangerous game.
#love
#passion
#hurt #risk
#hurt #risk
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you
maybe you’ll see this
sooner or later
and it’ll tell you what i miss
and see what slowly ate her
long flights, starry nights
endless, warm, loving lights
to brighten up my dark life
ended up cutting like a knife
not because we intended to
but because i dared it to
broke the trust, broke the bond
now i miss you, but you don’t?
sooner or later
and it’ll tell you what i miss
and see what slowly ate her
long flights, starry nights
endless, warm, loving lights
to brighten up my dark life
ended up cutting like a knife
not because we intended to
but because i dared it to
broke the trust, broke the bond
now i miss you, but you don’t?
#love
#conflict
#friendship #FeelingLost
#friendship #FeelingLost
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normal
i am back to normal
just one out of hundreds
recognizable, but ordinary
turns out, i hate that.
want to be her little sister
again, but i think she‘s
feeling obligated to do so
and maybe i annoyed her enough.
don’t you see? i made it this far!
i did it, i overcame it
i‘m doing better than i ever was
but what’s to come - i fear it.
just one out of hundreds
recognizable, but ordinary
turns out, i hate that.
want to be her little sister
again, but i think she‘s
feeling obligated to do so
and maybe i annoyed her enough.
don’t you see? i made it this far!
i did it, i overcame it
i‘m doing better than i ever was
but what’s to come - i fear it.
#love
#sister
#fear
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i owe you all
there is no one i ask for help
except for you,
except for you.
there are many to ask me for help
except for me,
except for me.
and most importantly,
i‘ll forget to care about me
while i care about anyone else.
lost sleep, messy room,
dirty clothes, lazy person.
i owe you all
i want to put me first,
but i fail every time
except for you,
except for you.
there are many to ask me for help
except for me,
except for me.
and most importantly,
i‘ll forget to care about me
while i care about anyone else.
lost sleep, messy room,
dirty clothes, lazy person.
i owe you all
i want to put me first,
but i fail every time
#kindness
#support
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low
hitting a low in class, swearing.
squinting at the board, staring.
digits, words blurring
my mind's shutting down
unable to focus,
uncontrollably shaking,
breathe!
don’t panic!
stay awake!
contribute to class!
never ending shouts
staringblurringshuttingdownbreathingspinning-
panic.
no end.
keep your head down until you run dry.
squinting at the board, staring.
digits, words blurring
my mind's shutting down
unable to focus,
uncontrollably shaking,
breathe!
don’t panic!
stay awake!
contribute to class!
never ending shouts
staringblurringshuttingdownbreathingspinning-
panic.
no end.
keep your head down until you run dry.
#loneliness
#school
#illness #diabetes
#illness #diabetes
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connect
i just can’t think of words
can‘t carry the weight they do
and can’t think as sharp
as i’d like to be.
there’s no creativity
or passion left
in my veins
blood runs cold
nights get shorter
and i get smaller
can’t think of something to write
and it drives me crazy
my mind is a mess
all confused because of them
people
circumstances
i am sick
and just want to lie down
in the dark, and
connect with the words again
can‘t carry the weight they do
and can’t think as sharp
as i’d like to be.
there’s no creativity
or passion left
in my veins
blood runs cold
nights get shorter
and i get smaller
can’t think of something to write
and it drives me crazy
my mind is a mess
all confused because of them
people
circumstances
i am sick
and just want to lie down
in the dark, and
connect with the words again
#night
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#confusion
#healing
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reach out to you
it really is a shame
that i want to reach out to you
again.
exposing myself,
catching myself thinking about you.
it won’t change a thing,
it won’t matter.
do you think about me
the way i think about you
or do you even ignore me in your head?
i miss you,
i fucking miss you.
that way, it feels like you
don’t deserve that.
and why would you?
you don’t need me,
and you choose to neglect what we had.
yes, i‘m humiliated and hurt -
and i’ll express that.
i‘m not afraid, and i’m starting to get ...
that i want to reach out to you
again.
exposing myself,
catching myself thinking about you.
it won’t change a thing,
it won’t matter.
do you think about me
the way i think about you
or do you even ignore me in your head?
i miss you,
i fucking miss you.
that way, it feels like you
don’t deserve that.
and why would you?
you don’t need me,
and you choose to neglect what we had.
yes, i‘m humiliated and hurt -
and i’ll express that.
i‘m not afraid, and i’m starting to get ...
#anger
#grief
#memories #denial
#memories #denial
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why
i saw you again today
and i wanted to scream
wanted to scratch my eyes out
so i don’t have to witness
you’re not looking at me,
you’re still ignoring me.
i smelled your scent again today
laying in bed with your hoodie on
i want to scream
break my nose
so i don’t have to witness
you’re not here with me.
i‘m done with sadness -
i am furious,
i am angry,
i am hurt,
i am disappointed.
why the fuck did you break your promises
the ones you swore you’d never break ...
and i wanted to scream
wanted to scratch my eyes out
so i don’t have to witness
you’re not looking at me,
you’re still ignoring me.
i smelled your scent again today
laying in bed with your hoodie on
i want to scream
break my nose
so i don’t have to witness
you’re not here with me.
i‘m done with sadness -
i am furious,
i am angry,
i am hurt,
i am disappointed.
why the fuck did you break your promises
the ones you swore you’d never break ...
#anger
#grief
#loneliness
#confusion
#separation
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lighthouse
she’s my lighthouse
or at least
she was.
during storms,
she guided me
and guarded me -
lit up my way out
out of the trouble
or inner turmoil
and grounded me.
when the sun shone,
i made sure to tell her
how much i enjoyed her presence
and the freedom
she gave me -
i did not need her light,
in order to survive
but i adored it
in every color.
today,
she refuses to light up my way
to shine
so i can...
or at least
she was.
during storms,
she guided me
and guarded me -
lit up my way out
out of the trouble
or inner turmoil
and grounded me.
when the sun shone,
i made sure to tell her
how much i enjoyed her presence
and the freedom
she gave me -
i did not need her light,
in order to survive
but i adored it
in every color.
today,
she refuses to light up my way
to shine
so i can...
#love
#sea
#storm
#MovingOn
#IMissYou
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tearless
heat came
and left me tearless
then people raged like storms
running right through me
dragging me
left me scarred
devastated
after the storm cleaned out
i was a mess
and i still am
heat still comes
storms still rage
and i still have scars
they display my strength
and will to clean up
i’m no longer tearless
there’s no drought
and i’m learning to be proud
without you
but with them
and left me tearless
then people raged like storms
running right through me
dragging me
left me scarred
devastated
after the storm cleaned out
i was a mess
and i still am
heat still comes
storms still rage
and i still have scars
they display my strength
and will to clean up
i’m no longer tearless
there’s no drought
and i’m learning to be proud
without you
but with them
#sadness
#strength
#friendship
#LifeStruggles
#storm
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why do i miss you?
why do i miss you
the one who brought the drought
and, at the same time,
drowned me for everything that i had?
why do i miss you
the one to abuse me
at 13 years old
and locked me up in his room?
why do i miss you
the stupid, selfish
purely immature
teenage boy?
tonight, there’s no answer
there’s just a lack
lack of love and worth
of myself
there’s lack of physical touch
and kisses
and words of affirmations
words i fell for
and kisses i used to die for
so why...
the one who brought the drought
and, at the same time,
drowned me for everything that i had?
why do i miss you
the one to abuse me
at 13 years old
and locked me up in his room?
why do i miss you
the stupid, selfish
purely immature
teenage boy?
tonight, there’s no answer
there’s just a lack
lack of love and worth
of myself
there’s lack of physical touch
and kisses
and words of affirmations
words i fell for
and kisses i used to die for
so why...
#love
#children
#betrayal
#abuse
#manipulation
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memories of him
tonight,
my own scent triggers me
brings back memories of him
his hands where i didn’t want them to be
too young to understand,
too much to cope with.
but i liked to be touched
and from then on, i was stained
missed being touched
and sometimes i didn’t mind
whose hands touched me
because i wanted it so bad.
tonight,
i wondered who would touch me
feel my skin and what’s underneath
because if i am too much,
hands could barely hold me
so it only seemed fair
that the hands once holding me
just...
my own scent triggers me
brings back memories of him
his hands where i didn’t want them to be
too young to understand,
too much to cope with.
but i liked to be touched
and from then on, i was stained
missed being touched
and sometimes i didn’t mind
whose hands touched me
because i wanted it so bad.
tonight,
i wondered who would touch me
feel my skin and what’s underneath
because if i am too much,
hands could barely hold me
so it only seemed fair
that the hands once holding me
just...
#love
#lust
#abuse #SelfWorth
#abuse #SelfWorth
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