Submissions by nikkimoe
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Tenacious
Trampled on dreams
refusing to die
grabbing onto the
side of life
holding on,
can't let go
even though
I want to,
I still don't
that has to count
for something.
refusing to die
grabbing onto the
side of life
holding on,
can't let go
even though
I want to,
I still don't
that has to count
for something.
#rain
#night
395 reads
8 Comments
Faygo Fizz
So she sinks
to the very bottom
looking up
she can't see the problem
but now she's down
and so is her head
this isnt the first time
she's resurrected the dead.
Back to the top she floats....
to the very bottom
looking up
she can't see the problem
but now she's down
and so is her head
this isnt the first time
she's resurrected the dead.
Back to the top she floats....
#myself
385 reads
6 Comments
The Shallow Eye I You
I like Silver Oak
you drink Riunite
trust me
we are different sweetie.
You smell cheap like
Pink stripper spray,
me, roses, jasmine
cassowray.
My dress is silk
your's is polyester
I'm fit for a king
you, a jester.
you drink Riunite
trust me
we are different sweetie.
You smell cheap like
Pink stripper spray,
me, roses, jasmine
cassowray.
My dress is silk
your's is polyester
I'm fit for a king
you, a jester.
#funny
378 reads
6 Comments
Pencils and Pens
Poor fat girl
sucks dick
for praise,
I write shit.
Maybe
were the
same same.
sucks dick
for praise,
I write shit.
Maybe
were the
same same.
#funny
283 reads
2 Comments
No Wind
His heart
my words
no match.
His cries
my sighs
no time.
His saddness
my madness
no end.
His death
my life
no more.
my words
no match.
His cries
my sighs
no time.
His saddness
my madness
no end.
His death
my life
no more.
#death
#rain
327 reads
2 Comments
Rapid Boil
A rage fills me as
I wake from a restless
sleep, I hate everything.
I would scream
but what's the point,
there's nobody to hear me.
I wake from a restless
sleep, I hate everything.
I would scream
but what's the point,
there's nobody to hear me.
#anger
354 reads
4 Comments
Sell Me Your Ship
Promises of new tomorrows
no more sorrows or heartbreak
sounds great, sounds really hollow
but they are promises nonetheless
the kind made at 3AM when spirits
are high and so are we on many things,
words being shot into the heart
missing the brain because it's too smart.
no more sorrows or heartbreak
sounds great, sounds really hollow
but they are promises nonetheless
the kind made at 3AM when spirits
are high and so are we on many things,
words being shot into the heart
missing the brain because it's too smart.
#forest
#night
366 reads
2 Comments
Beautiful Weeds
Making wishes
blowing them
into existence
hoping for
something better
anything other
than this.
blowing them
into existence
hoping for
something better
anything other
than this.
#sun
364 reads
8 Comments
Swept Over
I used to be someone
but that is no more
now I am just dust
laying in the sunlight
on somebody's
dirty floor.
but that is no more
now I am just dust
laying in the sunlight
on somebody's
dirty floor.
#storm
323 reads
4 Comments
Catching Tigers
If he hollars let him go"
They always yell what's the fun
in letting them go?
gagging them tying them up
the drugs the blood
I can't let them go
I mean I could I just really dont want to.
"Ennie Meenie Miney Mo"
Choosing is easy.
Pick the one who makes eye contact
lure him in with a heavy stare
don't have to say anything,
drag him to the car by his lips.
The rest, well that's up to you to imagine.
They always yell what's the fun
in letting them go?
gagging them tying them up
the drugs the blood
I can't let them go
I mean I could I just really dont want to.
"Ennie Meenie Miney Mo"
Choosing is easy.
Pick the one who makes eye contact
lure him in with a heavy stare
don't have to say anything,
drag him to the car by his lips.
The rest, well that's up to you to imagine.
#death
387 reads
3 Comments
Every Single Day
I watch myself in the mirror
I look calm and complacent
behind my eyes there is a war
I can hear it, i can feel it
I try to ignore it
I put on the eyeliner and do my hair.
One thousand thoughts become
cannon fodder being shot back
at my metaphorical heart.
My reflection smirks back me,
how can one so empty
appear to be so full?
Fumbling for my perfume
to cover the stench of anxiety
I think of all the possibilities
how I could die going to my get coffee.
There is chaos, I have to fake the calm.
...
I look calm and complacent
behind my eyes there is a war
I can hear it, i can feel it
I try to ignore it
I put on the eyeliner and do my hair.
One thousand thoughts become
cannon fodder being shot back
at my metaphorical heart.
My reflection smirks back me,
how can one so empty
appear to be so full?
Fumbling for my perfume
to cover the stench of anxiety
I think of all the possibilities
how I could die going to my get coffee.
There is chaos, I have to fake the calm.
...
#rain
#water
419 reads
13 Comments
Bending Midnight
Drug me with the
lucidity of your dreams
tell me all the wonderful things
lots of details,
I need to see
what dances in the perfect brain
I want to ease my own
overwhelming pain
tell me of your stars and dark moon
stop my tears from creating
the ultimate monsoon
lucidity of your dreams
tell me all the wonderful things
lots of details,
I need to see
what dances in the perfect brain
I want to ease my own
overwhelming pain
tell me of your stars and dark moon
stop my tears from creating
the ultimate monsoon
#dreams
#water
386 reads
6 Comments
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