Submissions by purpleautomonkey (Janessa)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been self harming for over 3 years, i have 'non suicidal self injury' disorder and i found a love for poems/short stories when i was in a writer's craft class and it was a way for me to cope and my teacher encouraged me to write these poems/stories
SELF POEM
Published
29th Oct 2019 00:16am
29th Oct 2019 00:16am
This Is Me-i hate.
I don't know why but i hate myself. i hate the way i look, the way i dress and the way i talk. i hate how i look 12 but really, im 18. i hate how im flat, how i have scars from me and how i have stretch marks on me. i hate how im a dumb blonde and im not good at anything. how i keep failing classes, how i want to desperately cry my heart out until i have no tears left.......but, i can't. i hate how everyone demands something of me, weather its helping others, gardening or putting on a fake smile. i hate how im 1 month clean of self harming and everything is a trigger. i hate how i feel like...
#regret
#hate
#loneliness
#shame
#frustration
428 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
21st Oct 2019 2:36am
21st Oct 2019 2:36am
Holding A Grudge
When the sky is day, and everything is new
I'll start my day and say 'Hello'
When the sky has risen and everything is bright
I'll say 'Hello' and hold my grudge
When the sky is blue and the mood is high
I'll hold my grudge for my life
When the sun is at noon and it's twelve past noon
I'll live my life and then i'll forgive
When the sky is grey and the clouds are down
I'll forgive him when i breathe my last
When the sky has set and the birds are quiet
I'll breathe my last and everything has gone to...
I'll start my day and say 'Hello'
When the sky has risen and everything is bright
I'll say 'Hello' and hold my grudge
When the sky is blue and the mood is high
I'll hold my grudge for my life
When the sun is at noon and it's twelve past noon
I'll live my life and then i'll forgive
When the sky is grey and the clouds are down
I'll forgive him when i breathe my last
When the sky has set and the birds are quiet
I'll breathe my last and everything has gone to...
#confessional
#PowerOfWords
#suffering
#denial
#choices
632 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
27th Jun 2019 12:52pm
27th Jun 2019 12:52pm
Prom 2019
Everyone says 'God save the prom queen'
but they should actually say 'God save the prom committee'
when rules are bend, broken and not cared about,
things get to be different
no longer are the dresses classy and sweet, low cut and hardly any covering dresses
no longer it has it been like it was before, alcohol, weed and vaping are secretly invited
guys showing up with their Ex's little sister or splitting their pants open on the dance floor
people doing dares, wild dancing and who think life is all fun and games
that is your thing but its not...
but they should actually say 'God save the prom committee'
when rules are bend, broken and not cared about,
things get to be different
no longer are the dresses classy and sweet, low cut and hardly any covering dresses
no longer it has it been like it was before, alcohol, weed and vaping are secretly invited
guys showing up with their Ex's little sister or splitting their pants open on the dance floor
people doing dares, wild dancing and who think life is all fun and games
that is your thing but its not...
#boyfriend
#conflict
#friendship
#school
#food
440 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2019 3:07pm
5th Jun 2019 3:07pm
Dried Roses
Dried roses, decayed roses, broken roses
These roses covering the room
Petals are everywhere, like snowflakes on the ground
Shades of creams, pinks, and reds fill my vision
I pick one up, and the slowly door opens
Black and white petals tumble though the door
Suddenly, everything is in black and white
Color no longer exists
The door swings shut and locks its self
I am drowning in petals; I can’t breathe
I am slowly suffocating, in this colorless world
The petal is still in my hand, I drop it
As it slowly...
These roses covering the room
Petals are everywhere, like snowflakes on the ground
Shades of creams, pinks, and reds fill my vision
I pick one up, and the slowly door opens
Black and white petals tumble though the door
Suddenly, everything is in black and white
Color no longer exists
The door swings shut and locks its self
I am drowning in petals; I can’t breathe
I am slowly suffocating, in this colorless world
The petal is still in my hand, I drop it
As it slowly...
#forgiveness
#memories
#TimeHeals #SelfReflection
#TimeHeals #SelfReflection
935 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2019 2:57pm
5th Jun 2019 2:57pm
I Don't
I don’t want you back
I don’t want your trust
I don’t want you to be near me
I don’t want to go to the past
I don’t trust myself
I don’t want you around me
I don’t want this to spread
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want this
I don’t like this
I don’t like feelings that are wrapped around me
I don’t like to feel Anger.
Broken.
Forgotten.
Lost.
I don’t want to list the other feelings
I don’t like to fake happiness
I just don’t want to...
I don’t want your trust
I don’t want you to be near me
I don’t want to go to the past
I don’t trust myself
I don’t want you around me
I don’t want this to spread
I don’t want to feel
I don’t want this
I don’t like this
I don’t like feelings that are wrapped around me
I don’t like to feel Anger.
Broken.
Forgotten.
Lost.
I don’t want to list the other feelings
I don’t like to fake happiness
I just don’t want to...
#anxiety
#shame
#misunderstood
#PowerOfWords
#hurt
344 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
5th Jun 2019 2:28am
5th Jun 2019 2:28am
Grenades and lemonade
My life is an open and shut case
It may as well be on a bookcase
Waiting for one to open and read
Although you may not know where it will lead
Gaining trust is as easy as making lemonade
after it’s lost then it's like a grenade,
Pieces everywhere lost in the mist of the ‘could have been’
The lost walking in circles,
Pondering,
Wandering,
staring into space
Thinking of the...
It may as well be on a bookcase
Waiting for one to open and read
Although you may not know where it will lead
Gaining trust is as easy as making lemonade
after it’s lost then it's like a grenade,
Pieces everywhere lost in the mist of the ‘could have been’
The lost walking in circles,
Pondering,
Wandering,
staring into space
Thinking of the...
#depression
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#nature
#TimeHeals
346 reads
0 Comments
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