Submissions by lonelove
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write dark and depressing, stuff that I enjoy, I'm not all that great to be quite honest
SELF POEM
Published
13th Sep 2020 5:26am
13th Sep 2020 5:26am
Half Jack
Drink until i cant stand
I am my fathers daughter
Push away everyone whos loved me
I am my mothers daughter
Holes in the drywall boxers fractures
I am my fathers daughter
Venom laced words echoed with guilty tears
I am my mothers daughter
Two sides of the same cyanide pill
I am my fathers daughter
Push away everyone whos loved me
I am my mothers daughter
Holes in the drywall boxers fractures
I am my fathers daughter
Venom laced words echoed with guilty tears
I am my mothers daughter
Two sides of the same cyanide pill
#mother
#father
#family #abuse
#family #abuse
383 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
4th Jul 2020 5:31am
4th Jul 2020 5:31am
its been 10 years and i still dont know how to sleep
There has been a constant etching away at what little remains of me
I loss sleep and i cant eat
Ever tick of a second feels like i am decomposing
I search frantically for something to hold on to
A friend, a hobby, an event
Something i can reach and even if my fingers only gently graze its surface i have something tangible to say i have
Something to quietly stitch my lacerations together while i pitifully trudge forward
But lately
I reach for string and gasp at shadows that whisk away between my fingers
Rope burn on aching hands
Every minor...
I loss sleep and i cant eat
Ever tick of a second feels like i am decomposing
I search frantically for something to hold on to
A friend, a hobby, an event
Something i can reach and even if my fingers only gently graze its surface i have something tangible to say i have
Something to quietly stitch my lacerations together while i pitifully trudge forward
But lately
I reach for string and gasp at shadows that whisk away between my fingers
Rope burn on aching hands
Every minor...
#sadness
#anxiety
#depression
#loneliness
#frustration
600 reads
3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th May 2020 10:55pm
10th May 2020 10:55pm
Mortician of Memories
At work i unpack all the unwanted and disregarded items of peoples lives
Most no surprise, broken clocks, excess party gift bags, glass plates and old china
I toss the glass into a recycling can
They break and shatter and sound like quick screams suddenly silenced
Like any line of work you do this unconsciously without thought
Cracked vase, now shattered, rinse repeat
But sometimes, wrapped tightly in paper and plastic bags are items
Handmade porcelain trinkets made by kids
Mugs that in sloppy red dripping paint saying best dad ever
Tiles...
Most no surprise, broken clocks, excess party gift bags, glass plates and old china
I toss the glass into a recycling can
They break and shatter and sound like quick screams suddenly silenced
Like any line of work you do this unconsciously without thought
Cracked vase, now shattered, rinse repeat
But sometimes, wrapped tightly in paper and plastic bags are items
Handmade porcelain trinkets made by kids
Mugs that in sloppy red dripping paint saying best dad ever
Tiles...
#sadness
#family
#memories
#bittersweet
#emotions
411 reads
1 Comment
LOVE POEM
Published
8th Apr 2020 8:10am
8th Apr 2020 8:10am
Chronic wasting disease
I work in an animal shelter now
Every morning i bathe in bleach when i clean kennels
When i shower, steam rises out of the curtain and its laced with chemicals as they rinse off my hair
And yet still, i will always feel dirty remembering what i let myself do with you
Write that into a fucking song
Every morning i bathe in bleach when i clean kennels
When i shower, steam rises out of the curtain and its laced with chemicals as they rinse off my hair
And yet still, i will always feel dirty remembering what i let myself do with you
Write that into a fucking song
#dark
#shame
#disappointment
#emptiness
#bittersweet
424 reads
1 Comment
DRUGS POEM
Published
27th May 2018 3:57am
27th May 2018 3:57am
I Spent Most Of Winter High On Heroine
Your kisses taste like the fire embers of dragon's breath
We told each other as we shiver, outside on the porch
We created for ourselves, another world
I cannot get close enough to you
Our cells could bond and fuse, and the small space between atoms would be too much distance
Shut off the movie, shut off the lights
Let me fall into delirium to the sound of your sleep
Kiss me just one more time before you fall asleep
Here I'll lie awake next to you, crashing waves of comfort and inspiration with no desire to leave the embrace of your arms ...
We told each other as we shiver, outside on the porch
We created for ourselves, another world
I cannot get close enough to you
Our cells could bond and fuse, and the small space between atoms would be too much distance
Shut off the movie, shut off the lights
Let me fall into delirium to the sound of your sleep
Kiss me just one more time before you fall asleep
Here I'll lie awake next to you, crashing waves of comfort and inspiration with no desire to leave the embrace of your arms ...
#love
#drugs
#heroin
768 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd May 2018 2:00am
3rd May 2018 2:00am
I Think We're Going To Get Married
I go through these old poems
Trying to make this aching heart into something better
Letting the rats in my head scramble themselves across this desk of spilled liquor and smudged ink
Letting them settle their tiny claws into the too many words and too many thoughts and god I'm tired of being alone
I go through these old poems and wonder why none of them are uplifting
Why I've never let myself actualize and make the few good moments in my life tangible
Why I'm so scared of reminding myself there have been moments I've been ok
I used to be...
Trying to make this aching heart into something better
Letting the rats in my head scramble themselves across this desk of spilled liquor and smudged ink
Letting them settle their tiny claws into the too many words and too many thoughts and god I'm tired of being alone
I go through these old poems and wonder why none of them are uplifting
Why I've never let myself actualize and make the few good moments in my life tangible
Why I'm so scared of reminding myself there have been moments I've been ok
I used to be...
#anxiety
#love
#marriage #SelfReflection
#marriage #SelfReflection
660 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
31st Mar 2018 7:38am
31st Mar 2018 7:38am
I Think Being An Old Soul Is A Compliment
I hold my phone and my lighter in my hands like a prayer
For better nights
For brighter tomorrows
I stare through the slants in my blinds
The same moon illuminates this dirty room is same way it has for the past 3 years
And the same thoughts fade in and out of my brain
Too late to be awake
I dream of nothing more then running
Things stop hurting eventually, just not soon enough
This soul too old and this body too young
This ache in my bones, will it lighten or simply become a background vibration of...
For better nights
For brighter tomorrows
I stare through the slants in my blinds
The same moon illuminates this dirty room is same way it has for the past 3 years
And the same thoughts fade in and out of my brain
Too late to be awake
I dream of nothing more then running
Things stop hurting eventually, just not soon enough
This soul too old and this body too young
This ache in my bones, will it lighten or simply become a background vibration of...
#depression
#insomnia
#SelfReflection
757 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
19th Mar 2018 5:30am
19th Mar 2018 5:30am
But Who Can Love A Spectre
When my phone vibrates, fear jolts through my body because I'm scared it's you
The quiet sounds of this backyard scare me because I think I hear your voice
Whether it is really you or just my imagination
I don't know which is more troublesome
I can hear the creak of your gate leading into the backyard
From there ten paces to the sliding glass door of the kitchen
You are the spectre, haunting this neighborhood I can't leave
All morbid moans and rattled chains
The ghost of a year past
If I kissed your lips again, would they...
The quiet sounds of this backyard scare me because I think I hear your voice
Whether it is really you or just my imagination
I don't know which is more troublesome
I can hear the creak of your gate leading into the backyard
From there ten paces to the sliding glass door of the kitchen
You are the spectre, haunting this neighborhood I can't leave
All morbid moans and rattled chains
The ghost of a year past
If I kissed your lips again, would they...
#love
#depression
#heartbroken
803 reads
2 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
12th Mar 2018 8:33pm
12th Mar 2018 8:33pm
I'm The Artist
Be weary when dating an artist
She will fall for you hard and fast
She will fall for the little details of yourself you didn't know existed
Like when you laugh, her heart will flutter when she sees the creases in the corner of your eyes
How when you kiss her, your fingers tap lightly on the small of her back
She'll become too much to handle
Be careful when dating an artist because she will lock herself away for days on end
Lying with the disease of artist block
It feels like detoxing off the best drug in the world
She wants just one more...
She will fall for you hard and fast
She will fall for the little details of yourself you didn't know existed
Like when you laugh, her heart will flutter when she sees the creases in the corner of your eyes
How when you kiss her, your fingers tap lightly on the small of her back
She'll become too much to handle
Be careful when dating an artist because she will lock herself away for days on end
Lying with the disease of artist block
It feels like detoxing off the best drug in the world
She wants just one more...
#love
#depression
#heartbroken #alcohol
#heartbroken #alcohol
894 reads
3 Comments
DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Mar 2018 4:29am
4th Mar 2018 4:29am
A small list of thoughts 1 month sober
At least when I was high I didn't see the need to cut myself
At least when I was high I could blame dope for my art blocks
At least when I was high I was in good company
At least when I was high I didn't feel so hollow
Contaminated smoke could fill all the voids in cracks in my so called soul
At least when I was high this skin that wraps around this shell of a human I hate, seemed a little more like velvet
Rather then barbed wire
At least when I was high I could blame dope for my art blocks
At least when I was high I was in good company
At least when I was high I didn't feel so hollow
Contaminated smoke could fill all the voids in cracks in my so called soul
At least when I was high this skin that wraps around this shell of a human I hate, seemed a little more like velvet
Rather then barbed wire
#anxiety
#depression
#drugs #heroin
#drugs #heroin
742 reads
6 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th Feb 2018 3:20am
17th Feb 2018 3:20am
We Never Had A Label So This Doesn't Need A Title
You were my beautiful distraction
Let’s mend these lonely hearts with cold liquor and warm hands
Pressed into your neck, arms entangled
You only die once, so let’s enjoy this ride
Let me be your candle to drip wax and mend these broken cracks in your heart
Let me be the one to actually mean something
Forgive me for everything I have done and everything I will do
Forgive me for ghosting from your life because my heart can only ache so much for what could have been
But we knew this would happen
We knew that we would fade away ...
Let’s mend these lonely hearts with cold liquor and warm hands
Pressed into your neck, arms entangled
You only die once, so let’s enjoy this ride
Let me be your candle to drip wax and mend these broken cracks in your heart
Let me be the one to actually mean something
Forgive me for everything I have done and everything I will do
Forgive me for ghosting from your life because my heart can only ache so much for what could have been
But we knew this would happen
We knew that we would fade away ...
767 reads
3 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
16th Feb 2018 9:17pm
16th Feb 2018 9:17pm
Icarus And The Sun
It was only in death would Icarus know what it was like to love a god
Icarus, with your sun-soaked skin and your wild heart
Icarus, what did it feel like to watch the sea pass under you, everything
and seemingly nothing all at once?
Icarus, when did you know you were in love?
Was it when you first leapt, trusting these second-hand wings of wax to guide you?
And the temptation of the Sun, his radiating beauty, warm kisses, eyes
...
Icarus, with your sun-soaked skin and your wild heart
Icarus, what did it feel like to watch the sea pass under you, everything
and seemingly nothing all at once?
Icarus, when did you know you were in love?
Was it when you first leapt, trusting these second-hand wings of wax to guide you?
And the temptation of the Sun, his radiating beauty, warm kisses, eyes
...
670 reads
0 Comments
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