Submissions by forever-for_real (Tess Stoops)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write. Always.
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
28th Nov 2010 3:10am
28th Nov 2010 3:10am
The Poisoned Girl
some said this girl
that had seen sin
was poisoned.
that she lingered
in decaying hearts
and broken minds,
seeping love and thought
from their blood,
exploring memories,
drawing power and
driving her victems mad.
these people
never asked, never wanted
truth.
they heard and believed,
the stories, the rumors.
women shunned the child,
men surrounded her in the dark,
they took everything from her,
this girl, still too young, still a baby,
she became a silent prisoner
devoured by blazing fear.
it kept her up at...
that had seen sin
was poisoned.
that she lingered
in decaying hearts
and broken minds,
seeping love and thought
from their blood,
exploring memories,
drawing power and
driving her victems mad.
these people
never asked, never wanted
truth.
they heard and believed,
the stories, the rumors.
women shunned the child,
men surrounded her in the dark,
they took everything from her,
this girl, still too young, still a baby,
she became a silent prisoner
devoured by blazing fear.
it kept her up at...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Nov 2010 2:40am
28th Nov 2010 2:40am
Backhanded Scars
I hide behind words
no one understands
cover up scars
with the back of my hands.
Nobody looks.
Nobody sees,
the darkness inside
drowning me.
They laugh at my stories
of misplaced love
rolling their eyes
to the heavens above.
They don't ask why.
They don't explore,
why I've become someone
not me anymore.
I'm looking for love
to quench my thirst.
Straving for hate,
that makes it worse.
I hide behind whiskey,
and one-night stands,
just to cover the scars
with the back of my hands.
no one understands
cover up scars
with the back of my hands.
Nobody looks.
Nobody sees,
the darkness inside
drowning me.
They laugh at my stories
of misplaced love
rolling their eyes
to the heavens above.
They don't ask why.
They don't explore,
why I've become someone
not me anymore.
I'm looking for love
to quench my thirst.
Straving for hate,
that makes it worse.
I hide behind whiskey,
and one-night stands,
just to cover the scars
with the back of my hands.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
26th Nov 2010 7:05pm
26th Nov 2010 7:05pm
Ginger Snaps
The first family, therarely seen,
sitting in the mucky room,
timid laughter, testing the waters,
dinner plates on propped knees,
a hunger too vast for the table.
Hidden anger flashing, barely contained annoyance.
"I have a good hairline." Joke from a shining skull.
"You don't have a hairline" Need to be right, be better.
"In ten years you won't have a waistline."
Hate hidden in play.
Easy judgements cling to me, heavy.
The house smells like cookies, and everyone forgets.
The rarely seen, the early go,
dinner cut...
sitting in the mucky room,
timid laughter, testing the waters,
dinner plates on propped knees,
a hunger too vast for the table.
Hidden anger flashing, barely contained annoyance.
"I have a good hairline." Joke from a shining skull.
"You don't have a hairline" Need to be right, be better.
"In ten years you won't have a waistline."
Hate hidden in play.
Easy judgements cling to me, heavy.
The house smells like cookies, and everyone forgets.
The rarely seen, the early go,
dinner cut...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th Nov 2010 6:27pm
26th Nov 2010 6:27pm
Hint One
Forgive me.
For I have lied.
I made a promise to myself I'd never tell you.
Never let you know
never show,
my newest scars and bleeding cuts.
The ghost in my eyes.
I'll paint my smile on for you,
and dance my perfect dance,
I'll never slip
never trip, because
that would be the loss of everything.
I want you to forget me.
I'll never tell
her secrets,
my secrets,
never give you the key,
I want to stay lost.
You say, "there are two paths you can go by, but there's still time to change the road you're on."
No....
For I have lied.
I made a promise to myself I'd never tell you.
Never let you know
never show,
my newest scars and bleeding cuts.
The ghost in my eyes.
I'll paint my smile on for you,
and dance my perfect dance,
I'll never slip
never trip, because
that would be the loss of everything.
I want you to forget me.
I'll never tell
her secrets,
my secrets,
never give you the key,
I want to stay lost.
You say, "there are two paths you can go by, but there's still time to change the road you're on."
No....
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LOVE POEM
Published
26th Nov 2010 3:51am
26th Nov 2010 3:51am
Unfaithful Red Nails
I can't decide, can't decide
what will be my alibi
when you cry for me,
trying to make me see,
why you're the best.
Give it a rest.
I can't decide, can't decide
why I can't just run and hide,
why I just keep returning,
the pain, the jealousy just keep burning.
Enough with the meter and rhyme,
I just don't have the time
to explain to you,
why I do what I do.
Why I can't say no,
why I go
insane when someone says my name,
the lust just leaks into my brain,
there's too much of me for one,
and I won't settle for some....
what will be my alibi
when you cry for me,
trying to make me see,
why you're the best.
Give it a rest.
I can't decide, can't decide
why I can't just run and hide,
why I just keep returning,
the pain, the jealousy just keep burning.
Enough with the meter and rhyme,
I just don't have the time
to explain to you,
why I do what I do.
Why I can't say no,
why I go
insane when someone says my name,
the lust just leaks into my brain,
there's too much of me for one,
and I won't settle for some....
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DARK POEM
Published
18th Nov 2010 9:27pm
18th Nov 2010 9:27pm
To: Kirsten
think, no
remember
my smoke perfume
my delicious champagne blood
always fat with fever
a vast dark liquid
almost like coffee
you say my embrace is like ice
a marble sister, frozen angel
I ask
are you wild?
do you miss my blazing voice?
why do you haunt secret shadows
when I'd show you my soul?
open my night,
clean naked breath, warm magic?
which will you answer?
born to a sad rhythm, you and I
never kissed the concrete sky,
we made our lives around it.
rain drowns our blood
runs down our cheeks...
remember
my smoke perfume
my delicious champagne blood
always fat with fever
a vast dark liquid
almost like coffee
you say my embrace is like ice
a marble sister, frozen angel
I ask
are you wild?
do you miss my blazing voice?
why do you haunt secret shadows
when I'd show you my soul?
open my night,
clean naked breath, warm magic?
which will you answer?
born to a sad rhythm, you and I
never kissed the concrete sky,
we made our lives around it.
rain drowns our blood
runs down our cheeks...
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SELF POEM
Published
4th Nov 2010 9:49pm
4th Nov 2010 9:49pm
Intent
I'm paper wrapped around rocks, soaking in rain, baking in heat.
I'm shattered and splintered glass stuck in pink skin, broken memories.
I'm silence echoing into abyss where the dead hum along.
I'm violence in a church hiding the peace in my bible and choking on my roseary.
I'm red letters on knarled palms etched in steel paint.
I'm porcelian skin draped on wooden bones, unzipped.
I'm a dirty window nobody wants to break, unleash the demon trapped inside.
I'm a child in your mind, turning corners to fast, letting my blue cotton dress flail out from behind me in the...
I'm shattered and splintered glass stuck in pink skin, broken memories.
I'm silence echoing into abyss where the dead hum along.
I'm violence in a church hiding the peace in my bible and choking on my roseary.
I'm red letters on knarled palms etched in steel paint.
I'm porcelian skin draped on wooden bones, unzipped.
I'm a dirty window nobody wants to break, unleash the demon trapped inside.
I'm a child in your mind, turning corners to fast, letting my blue cotton dress flail out from behind me in the...
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DARK POEM
Published
15th Oct 2010 3:32am
15th Oct 2010 3:32am
night lament
my arms bleed.
i tried to wrap them
with my hands like ice.
they chipped off and shattered.
i dont even try to get warm anymore.
cold numbs pain.
i get lonely.
leave my open casket
go to the graveyard
talk to the dead
they are always quiet.
my cross bruises my chest
looking for light is too hard to bear
my pillow sometimes tries
to smother me
it doesn't realize
i don't breathe it's air
blankets try to bury me
but i'm already underground
night tried to make me tired
and never...
i tried to wrap them
with my hands like ice.
they chipped off and shattered.
i dont even try to get warm anymore.
cold numbs pain.
i get lonely.
leave my open casket
go to the graveyard
talk to the dead
they are always quiet.
my cross bruises my chest
looking for light is too hard to bear
my pillow sometimes tries
to smother me
it doesn't realize
i don't breathe it's air
blankets try to bury me
but i'm already underground
night tried to make me tired
and never...
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2010 00:29am
23rd Sep 2010 00:29am
Inner Battles
Fear burned out in my chest
I feel nothing, my soul
just ash
no tears left
just vapor
floating above
my bleeding scars.
I am a result of war.
My bones show
through my
liquid stone skin
unbreakable
I can still bleed.
This is what happens
when the voice in your head
becomes your best friend.
I want to live.
I want you to die.
I argue with my impulses.
Argue my homosapianism.
I am not human
I do not eat
I do not sleep.
I float amongst the others.
The normal people
and the people like me
and...
I feel nothing, my soul
just ash
no tears left
just vapor
floating above
my bleeding scars.
I am a result of war.
My bones show
through my
liquid stone skin
unbreakable
I can still bleed.
This is what happens
when the voice in your head
becomes your best friend.
I want to live.
I want you to die.
I argue with my impulses.
Argue my homosapianism.
I am not human
I do not eat
I do not sleep.
I float amongst the others.
The normal people
and the people like me
and...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Sep 2010 4:26pm
18th Sep 2010 4:26pm
Our Plague Of A Planet
The world around me
there's something wrong
with all of it.
There's a song unsung
lingering in the air
longing for a voice.
The trees and buildings shake
in anticipation
of something better to come
rainbows dance
the sun shines
oblivious
to the storm clouds
roaring with informed laugher in the distance.
The world is full of darkness.
The people are tainted
something sickening sticks to us all.
Our bllod is red with
dysfunctional love
for the diseased rock
we call home.
This world around me...
there's something wrong
with all of it.
There's a song unsung
lingering in the air
longing for a voice.
The trees and buildings shake
in anticipation
of something better to come
rainbows dance
the sun shines
oblivious
to the storm clouds
roaring with informed laugher in the distance.
The world is full of darkness.
The people are tainted
something sickening sticks to us all.
Our bllod is red with
dysfunctional love
for the diseased rock
we call home.
This world around me...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
13th Sep 2010 4:11am
13th Sep 2010 4:11am
Her Name Shall Be Rose
Her: you idiot. you wasted your summer
Me: my summer was great
Her: you didn't accomplish your goals
Me they were your goals
Her: they were our goals. you wanted them too
Me: i wanted to get high once. ONCE.
Her: i wanted to get some damn action
Me: your such a whore
Her: I'm just who you want to be. Because you know he loves me.
Me: no he loves me.
Her: is there a difference? you try so hard to do what i do.
Me: i dont try anything.
Her: you dont have to try i've taught you so well.
Me: no..
HEr could you live without my help?
Me:...
Me: my summer was great
Her: you didn't accomplish your goals
Me they were your goals
Her: they were our goals. you wanted them too
Me: i wanted to get high once. ONCE.
Her: i wanted to get some damn action
Me: your such a whore
Her: I'm just who you want to be. Because you know he loves me.
Me: no he loves me.
Her: is there a difference? you try so hard to do what i do.
Me: i dont try anything.
Her: you dont have to try i've taught you so well.
Me: no..
HEr could you live without my help?
Me:...
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SELF POEM
Published
31st Aug 2010 6:25pm
31st Aug 2010 6:25pm
Shallow
and mabe if
I were a different person
and had lived
a different life
maybe then
I wouldn't have
to water myself down so much.
not just
to entertain everyone else
but for myself.
because only when i'm shallow can i drown the memories
that make me so different
that wave of sadness
that sweeps me away from shore.
If depression was water,
somedays I'd drown.
I dock myself
by the beach
near the shallow pool waves don't reach.
where colorful urchins
come and go
never stay.
I were a different person
and had lived
a different life
maybe then
I wouldn't have
to water myself down so much.
not just
to entertain everyone else
but for myself.
because only when i'm shallow can i drown the memories
that make me so different
that wave of sadness
that sweeps me away from shore.
If depression was water,
somedays I'd drown.
I dock myself
by the beach
near the shallow pool waves don't reach.
where colorful urchins
come and go
never stay.
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