Submissions by nellul (Train Wreck)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My poems are my getaway.
Forever Lost
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The Accident
Deserted street in the night
Only you and I driving along
A whispered kiss of love
A feather soft touch of promise
Lights shining so brightly
Black
Flashing lights
Blood
Noise buzzing in my ears like bees
Screaming?
Me, i'm screaming your name
The blood trickles down your head
Crying tears of death
The future shattered by alcohol
Love ripped from me
Like how your life was ripped from you
Pain
Hatred
Numbness
Nothing
Only you and I driving along
A whispered kiss of love
A feather soft touch of promise
Lights shining so brightly
Black
Flashing lights
Blood
Noise buzzing in my ears like bees
Screaming?
Me, i'm screaming your name
The blood trickles down your head
Crying tears of death
The future shattered by alcohol
Love ripped from me
Like how your life was ripped from you
Pain
Hatred
Numbness
Nothing
675 reads
2 Comments
Never Ending
Blade to the wrist
Pills, next to the amber liquid
Hate inside of me
Starting the first slice on my already marred skin
Continuing the self hate I show
Swallowing one capsual after the other
Downing the amber liquid
Fire coursing down my throat
Waiting for the Reaper to come
Veins now filled with my death
Spreading withing the shell of my body
Hoping to find the serenty i've been searching for
Closing my eyes
Taking one last breath
I have finally found my end
Trapped
Gasping for air...
Pills, next to the amber liquid
Hate inside of me
Starting the first slice on my already marred skin
Continuing the self hate I show
Swallowing one capsual after the other
Downing the amber liquid
Fire coursing down my throat
Waiting for the Reaper to come
Veins now filled with my death
Spreading withing the shell of my body
Hoping to find the serenty i've been searching for
Closing my eyes
Taking one last breath
I have finally found my end
Trapped
Gasping for air...
632 reads
4 Comments
Smiling Blade
The blade is smiling in my hand
Waiting for me to puncture the skin
Whispering for me to continue the jaggered artwork
To feel the blood trickle down my body
Crying empty tears of sorrow
When the blade become the peacemaker
That is when the conrol is empowering
Waiting for me to puncture the skin
Whispering for me to continue the jaggered artwork
To feel the blood trickle down my body
Crying empty tears of sorrow
When the blade become the peacemaker
That is when the conrol is empowering
662 reads
4 Comments
THe Living Dead Gilr
Life was drained from vibrant colours
Submitted into the grey world of unhappiness
Pain is the dictator in this dystopian hell
Trapped in a glass tube so one cannot entirely escape
Living like this is inhumane
Fake smiles and opressed feelings are the encore
No one wants to believe such despair can come from life
So I continue on as the Living Dead GIrl
Submitted into the grey world of unhappiness
Pain is the dictator in this dystopian hell
Trapped in a glass tube so one cannot entirely escape
Living like this is inhumane
Fake smiles and opressed feelings are the encore
No one wants to believe such despair can come from life
So I continue on as the Living Dead GIrl
755 reads
2 Comments
The truth and lies
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5 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by nellul (Train Wreck)