Submissions by hanninnee (Hannah Alexis)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
"Sleepless nights and miserable mornings"
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
6th Nov 2012 2:11am
6th Nov 2012 2:11am
I want you
I want to know how many scars you have
And memorize the shape of your tongue.
I want to climb the curve of your lower back
And count your vertebrae
Your ribs
Your fingers
Your goose bumps
I want to chart the topography of your anatomy
And to be fluent in your body language.
I want you, entire.
And memorize the shape of your tongue.
I want to climb the curve of your lower back
And count your vertebrae
Your ribs
Your fingers
Your goose bumps
I want to chart the topography of your anatomy
And to be fluent in your body language.
I want you, entire.
989 reads
5 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Oct 2012 8:44pm
28th Oct 2012 8:44pm
A Man
Once my mother told me about a man
A man she thought loved her
A man she tried to please
A man she learned to fear
The man who gave her me
She told me how he destroyed her
How he bruised her
How he broke her
How he forced her
Once I told my mother about a man
A man that should of loved me
A man I never could please
A man I to this day fear
The man who gave her me
I told her how he dirtied me
How he bruised me
How he touched me
How he loved it
A man she thought loved her
A man she tried to please
A man she learned to fear
The man who gave her me
She told me how he destroyed her
How he bruised her
How he broke her
How he forced her
Once I told my mother about a man
A man that should of loved me
A man I never could please
A man I to this day fear
The man who gave her me
I told her how he dirtied me
How he bruised me
How he touched me
How he loved it
818 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
27th Oct 2012 9:56pm
27th Oct 2012 9:56pm
Ending her sorrow
A chair against the door
An empty bottle on the floor
Who is that girl on the bed
With her wrist bleeding red
She has no tomorrow
She is ending her sorrow
Her sight blurs black and gray
Her world fades away
An empty bottle on the floor
Who is that girl on the bed
With her wrist bleeding red
She has no tomorrow
She is ending her sorrow
Her sight blurs black and gray
Her world fades away
894 reads
15 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Oct 2012 5:23am
19th Oct 2012 5:23am
Same shit, different boy
You said the sweetest most beautiful things to me
You gave me reasons to trust you so i did. I let you in
I let down my walls something I knew better than to do
I hadn't let anyone in for so long, I was in shock as i fell
I should of seen the signs that you were just like the rest
I guess I just wanted it to be different with you
But it was the same shit just a different boy
You knew it was time to make you move and you did
I learned the hard way last time what happens when you say no
But you were different right? I still gave...
You gave me reasons to trust you so i did. I let you in
I let down my walls something I knew better than to do
I hadn't let anyone in for so long, I was in shock as i fell
I should of seen the signs that you were just like the rest
I guess I just wanted it to be different with you
But it was the same shit just a different boy
You knew it was time to make you move and you did
I learned the hard way last time what happens when you say no
But you were different right? I still gave...
788 reads
3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2012 11:52pm
7th Oct 2012 11:52pm
My Insanity
Welcome to my insanity
Wearing a mask is so exhausting
A fake smile to hide my tears
A fake laugh to hide my pain
I can't remember the last time
I actually felt true happiness
This is my insanity
Hiding things is so stressful
Wearing bracelets to my hide cuts
Wearing jeans to hide my scars
You would never know by looking
What hides below the surface
This is my insanity
Bottling things down doesn't help
Any emotion of pain i push down
Any emotion of sadness i push down
When my bottle...
Wearing a mask is so exhausting
A fake smile to hide my tears
A fake laugh to hide my pain
I can't remember the last time
I actually felt true happiness
This is my insanity
Hiding things is so stressful
Wearing bracelets to my hide cuts
Wearing jeans to hide my scars
You would never know by looking
What hides below the surface
This is my insanity
Bottling things down doesn't help
Any emotion of pain i push down
Any emotion of sadness i push down
When my bottle...
769 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 1:06pm
5th Oct 2012 1:06pm
Hello Daddy (revenge comp)
Hello daddy. It's just Hannah.
Ain't I pretty? I'm all grown up now.
But you helped me grow up a long time ago.
Didn't you? You little sneaky bastard.
But that's okay. I've moved on.
I just want the best for my daddy now.
So I emailed your new boss.
I told him all about how great of a dad you are.
All about how you love your first daughter.
No need to thank me.
Oh, I emailed your new wife too.
I told her all of our great memories from when I was little.
And about how you love your one on one time with kids.
How olds her kid...
Ain't I pretty? I'm all grown up now.
But you helped me grow up a long time ago.
Didn't you? You little sneaky bastard.
But that's okay. I've moved on.
I just want the best for my daddy now.
So I emailed your new boss.
I told him all about how great of a dad you are.
All about how you love your first daughter.
No need to thank me.
Oh, I emailed your new wife too.
I told her all of our great memories from when I was little.
And about how you love your one on one time with kids.
How olds her kid...
1133 reads
11 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 4:42am
5th Oct 2012 4:42am
My Old Man
It's raining
It's pouring
My old man isn't snoring
He fell out of bed
When i shot his head
He wont be up in the morning
It's pouring
My old man isn't snoring
He fell out of bed
When i shot his head
He wont be up in the morning
1040 reads
15 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
5th Oct 2012 4:31am
5th Oct 2012 4:31am
f**k it
Fuck the world
Fuck my life
Fuck trying
Fuck caring
Fuck you &
Fuck you
Fuck her too
Fuck the fake smile
Fuck pretending happiness
Fuck being the push over
Fuck being the doormat
Fuck trying to make you happy
Fuck doing everything you ask
Fuck you &
Fuck you
Fuck him too
(Sorry just needed to rant)
Fuck my life
Fuck trying
Fuck caring
Fuck you &
Fuck you
Fuck her too
Fuck the fake smile
Fuck pretending happiness
Fuck being the push over
Fuck being the doormat
Fuck trying to make you happy
Fuck doing everything you ask
Fuck you &
Fuck you
Fuck him too
(Sorry just needed to rant)
1504 reads
8 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
29th Sep 2012 9:34pm
29th Sep 2012 9:34pm
PTSD
I think the flashbacks are the worst
you never know what might trigger it
a word, a thought, a touch
The way people stare at you
When you start shaking during class
Or how they love to laugh at you
Scream and quiver when they grab you from behind
Though they don't understand
That when I zone out and shake
Thank I'm holding in screams as I go back
Back to that room on that day to
Feel myself being raped all over again
Or that when I scream when they touch me
Though it only lasts a minute
I get taken back again
To feel...
you never know what might trigger it
a word, a thought, a touch
The way people stare at you
When you start shaking during class
Or how they love to laugh at you
Scream and quiver when they grab you from behind
Though they don't understand
That when I zone out and shake
Thank I'm holding in screams as I go back
Back to that room on that day to
Feel myself being raped all over again
Or that when I scream when they touch me
Though it only lasts a minute
I get taken back again
To feel...
1661 reads
9 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Sep 2012 6:16am
28th Sep 2012 6:16am
Daddy's game
She was just five years old
when daddy started putting her to bed
they had their own little game
but that was her and daddy's secret
At six the game was still new
sometimes he would bring her a new dress
he liked her to wear it as they played
she was daddy's little girl
At seven she knew it all too well
daddy's game was no fun
but even poor mommy played it too
she could hear them playing down the hall
At eight the game had changed
she knew it was wrong but dare not say
for if she didn't play...
when daddy started putting her to bed
they had their own little game
but that was her and daddy's secret
At six the game was still new
sometimes he would bring her a new dress
he liked her to wear it as they played
she was daddy's little girl
At seven she knew it all too well
daddy's game was no fun
but even poor mommy played it too
she could hear them playing down the hall
At eight the game had changed
she knew it was wrong but dare not say
for if she didn't play...
1343 reads
10 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Sep 2012 4:03am
28th Sep 2012 4:03am
My own downfall
Where do i even begin
I guess I've never really fit in
This life of mine has been an awful test
but I truly tried to give it my best
Drowning in my own depression
Fighting this life's oppression
But I prepare for my last stand
with my razor blade in hand
To bring an end to it once and for all
to be the cause of my own downfall
I think of how amazing it is going to be
when i am once at last completely free
I watch as my blood flows down the drain
I always been amazed at how it takes away pain
And as everyone is asleep in...
I guess I've never really fit in
This life of mine has been an awful test
but I truly tried to give it my best
Drowning in my own depression
Fighting this life's oppression
But I prepare for my last stand
with my razor blade in hand
To bring an end to it once and for all
to be the cause of my own downfall
I think of how amazing it is going to be
when i am once at last completely free
I watch as my blood flows down the drain
I always been amazed at how it takes away pain
And as everyone is asleep in...
704 reads
3 Comments
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