Submissions by madi_the_dreamer
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm not educated in writing but I read a lot of books and pick up a lot of words. I write what I or what I see others are feeling. Please enjoy and comment and whatever else ! (I’m not depressed or suicidal don’t worry haha)
Day to Day
They call it morning, and rightfully so
Because when the sun rises I'm reminded of my 2 a.m. meltdown
Already the stress of the day washed over me
I hear the birds sing high up in the trees
As if seeing me, they know
The short walk from A to B consumes me
I am a day to day life enlistee
Each day simultaneously fills me and empties me out
Draining my moxie with each step on my route
The flowers smell lovely and the cool breeze is soothing,
but I'm more focused on my 100 pages of reading
I'm drowning at night in essays and...
Because when the sun rises I'm reminded of my 2 a.m. meltdown
Already the stress of the day washed over me
I hear the birds sing high up in the trees
As if seeing me, they know
The short walk from A to B consumes me
I am a day to day life enlistee
Each day simultaneously fills me and empties me out
Draining my moxie with each step on my route
The flowers smell lovely and the cool breeze is soothing,
but I'm more focused on my 100 pages of reading
I'm drowning at night in essays and...
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Tunnel Vision
The glasses I wear enable my sight
But what I see can't be fixed with a prescription
Though people still try,
You can't "fix" who you are inside
When people talk I put in my hearing aids
Because I know what they say is not what they mean.
Even though we're all individually made,
We live more like robots programmed with "I'm good, and you?"s
And over simplified dreams
When I was young I was told to reach for stars
As I got older that become "be realistic!"
Those stars are reduced to a good 9-5
Those dreams are now...
But what I see can't be fixed with a prescription
Though people still try,
You can't "fix" who you are inside
When people talk I put in my hearing aids
Because I know what they say is not what they mean.
Even though we're all individually made,
We live more like robots programmed with "I'm good, and you?"s
And over simplified dreams
When I was young I was told to reach for stars
As I got older that become "be realistic!"
Those stars are reduced to a good 9-5
Those dreams are now...
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darkest black
I'm a slave to salvation
hooked on smiles and "just for while"'s
I find relief in satisfaction and peace in high
I've found love in pleasure and complete in a lie
sin attaches itself deep into my soul
complete in its alluring fill
a cup to never empty
a certainty to never spill
black colors and races lost
deep rivers of bloodied costs
as empty as it is
the dark completes my deepest wish
never more found never more gone
never the same
always chasing a dying flame
burned fingers and bleakest desires
...
hooked on smiles and "just for while"'s
I find relief in satisfaction and peace in high
I've found love in pleasure and complete in a lie
sin attaches itself deep into my soul
complete in its alluring fill
a cup to never empty
a certainty to never spill
black colors and races lost
deep rivers of bloodied costs
as empty as it is
the dark completes my deepest wish
never more found never more gone
never the same
always chasing a dying flame
burned fingers and bleakest desires
...
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Resolution
Yes its been a journey here
and it's one that I often feared
I dreamt of the pain fading away
but never believed it would be today
It was when you walked away
that I realized you couldn't stay
Yes, it hurt more than life itself
but it was then that I became myself
Finally after years of agony
I opened my eyes and was surprised to see
The nothing that fled from me
the moment you set me free
Thank you for leaving
Thank you for peace
and it's one that I often feared
I dreamt of the pain fading away
but never believed it would be today
It was when you walked away
that I realized you couldn't stay
Yes, it hurt more than life itself
but it was then that I became myself
Finally after years of agony
I opened my eyes and was surprised to see
The nothing that fled from me
the moment you set me free
Thank you for leaving
Thank you for peace
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Freedom
I always think of worries and strife
Never have I pondered a better life
But it seems as though it was hidden away
In the shadows lost behind a cloud of grey
Good days have come sooner than thought
Before this joy I was overwrought
Caught off guard by the mercies of beauty
Cut away from misery and cruelty
And maybe its a phase now gone
Or possibly ended before it began
But how could I explain this utter relief
The pain stolen away by a misguided thief
No, this may not last forever
But I'll keep it with me through every...
Never have I pondered a better life
But it seems as though it was hidden away
In the shadows lost behind a cloud of grey
Good days have come sooner than thought
Before this joy I was overwrought
Caught off guard by the mercies of beauty
Cut away from misery and cruelty
And maybe its a phase now gone
Or possibly ended before it began
But how could I explain this utter relief
The pain stolen away by a misguided thief
No, this may not last forever
But I'll keep it with me through every...
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Listen
Do you hear it?
The sound of my heart breaking
The thoughts circling my soul
The screams that tear my flesh but never come out
Do you hear it?
The echoes of yesterday
The whisper of a tomorrow that will never come
The audible desire of today ending
Do you hear it?
My frail voice a soft lie
My rehearsed speeches to fake the day away
My silence
Of course you don't
No one ever will
But that's okay
I'm comfortable in the shadows of my heart
The sound of my heart breaking
The thoughts circling my soul
The screams that tear my flesh but never come out
Do you hear it?
The echoes of yesterday
The whisper of a tomorrow that will never come
The audible desire of today ending
Do you hear it?
My frail voice a soft lie
My rehearsed speeches to fake the day away
My silence
Of course you don't
No one ever will
But that's okay
I'm comfortable in the shadows of my heart
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Drowning If Only
I find myself searching for a reason to die
Drowning in depression but someone keeps bringing me air
Give me a chance to let go and be free
Let me sink deeper into the darkness of me
Shaking, and yet I'm not gone
Effortlessly, dreadfully continuing on
I can't explain why happiness hurts
Every smile needs a reason to convert
Why can't I breathe when I'm contented
Nothing good inside of me is intended
I long for old facial pretense
Because at least back then it all made sense
I miss my damaged impaired heart
From this flesh I...
Drowning in depression but someone keeps bringing me air
Give me a chance to let go and be free
Let me sink deeper into the darkness of me
Shaking, and yet I'm not gone
Effortlessly, dreadfully continuing on
I can't explain why happiness hurts
Every smile needs a reason to convert
Why can't I breathe when I'm contented
Nothing good inside of me is intended
I long for old facial pretense
Because at least back then it all made sense
I miss my damaged impaired heart
From this flesh I...
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Less
What day is it?
When did it come to this?
How does a person shrivil to dust?
When will the word have had enough?
When will the deception of my ingenuine smile,
Be rid of this endless darkness and bile?
When will this empty nothing that is me,
Be left alone to rest in peace?
No one seems to worry about a statue
Because it does nothing but stare back at you
There is no connection to this earth
Nothing but expended self worth
I hear a whisper escape my lips
Goodbye to rehearsed lines and scripts
Softer, the remnants vanish...
When did it come to this?
How does a person shrivil to dust?
When will the word have had enough?
When will the deception of my ingenuine smile,
Be rid of this endless darkness and bile?
When will this empty nothing that is me,
Be left alone to rest in peace?
No one seems to worry about a statue
Because it does nothing but stare back at you
There is no connection to this earth
Nothing but expended self worth
I hear a whisper escape my lips
Goodbye to rehearsed lines and scripts
Softer, the remnants vanish...
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Useless
I feel nothing
Not the sting of the cutting
Or even the emptiness within
The tears that trickle and surrender off my chin
I no longer feel
As though nothing in this life is real
I stare blankly into the face of death
And he steals me away with a last placid breath
Death is not unlike life
The same unmoving still strife
Here no one takes a second glance
At least in life I had a chance
Or did I?
Because they all knew but never asked why
How could such a frail girl
Feel the weight and pressure of the entire world
...
Not the sting of the cutting
Or even the emptiness within
The tears that trickle and surrender off my chin
I no longer feel
As though nothing in this life is real
I stare blankly into the face of death
And he steals me away with a last placid breath
Death is not unlike life
The same unmoving still strife
Here no one takes a second glance
At least in life I had a chance
Or did I?
Because they all knew but never asked why
How could such a frail girl
Feel the weight and pressure of the entire world
...
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In honor of valentines day
Love is in the air
My heart is broken and impaired
Unfixable and lonely
The one and only
I envision something like love
An emotion I am unworthy of
Smiles, that's not me
It never could be
Every year I feel the same
A dejected feeling I never overcame
I have never been inclined to adjudicate
This "Holiday" is cramped and agglutinated
How could I love another if I can't love myself
I resemble an old book on a dusty shelf
I spend the day reprimanding the radio songs
I hold myself in the corner thinking of my...
My heart is broken and impaired
Unfixable and lonely
The one and only
I envision something like love
An emotion I am unworthy of
Smiles, that's not me
It never could be
Every year I feel the same
A dejected feeling I never overcame
I have never been inclined to adjudicate
This "Holiday" is cramped and agglutinated
How could I love another if I can't love myself
I resemble an old book on a dusty shelf
I spend the day reprimanding the radio songs
I hold myself in the corner thinking of my...
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Silence
As the night grew quieter so did her voice
Pardoned by a thousand pieces of choice
Arise and be judged by her peers
Or lay awake dreaming her fears
Each day more silent than the last
Tongue tediously but indisputably engrossed in a cast
Smiles to go around so she wouldn't need to explain
The unceasing nail biting pain
She hid herself behind a wall of "I'm just tired"
Walking from class to class perfectly wired
A little makeup to hide the fallen tears
But she cant hide from the incriminating mirrors
She whispers help in...
Pardoned by a thousand pieces of choice
Arise and be judged by her peers
Or lay awake dreaming her fears
Each day more silent than the last
Tongue tediously but indisputably engrossed in a cast
Smiles to go around so she wouldn't need to explain
The unceasing nail biting pain
She hid herself behind a wall of "I'm just tired"
Walking from class to class perfectly wired
A little makeup to hide the fallen tears
But she cant hide from the incriminating mirrors
She whispers help in...
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For the girl who spoke
She graced the world with perfection
Sliding by without suspicion
No one seemed to notice or care
That the girls life was bare
Depression hides behind an iron mask
In order to stay alive, you have to be fast
But she didn't know the trick of the game
Or the decaying loneliness behind the fame
She has a legion of friends by her side
None of which know the truth behind
She's not exactly one of them
Unknowingly, by herself she'd fend
Cruel fate tears her apart
She doesn't even know she's a work of art
She doesn't care for the...
Sliding by without suspicion
No one seemed to notice or care
That the girls life was bare
Depression hides behind an iron mask
In order to stay alive, you have to be fast
But she didn't know the trick of the game
Or the decaying loneliness behind the fame
She has a legion of friends by her side
None of which know the truth behind
She's not exactly one of them
Unknowingly, by herself she'd fend
Cruel fate tears her apart
She doesn't even know she's a work of art
She doesn't care for the...
761 reads
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