Submissions by redstar (Dark Angel)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I am a poet who writes with a strong passion. I write about love, hate, depression, experience, and agression.
DRUGS POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2013 8:27pm
2nd Apr 2013 8:27pm
Girl Next Door Damned
Bright Lights, fast city
Pop a pill, I'm almost ready
Smoke some weed, I'm riding steady
Give me a drink, make it hard
Vodka on rocks
Bloody Mary
Long Island Ice Tea
I don't care, give me something to make people stare
Getting high while I can, having sex with the man next to me
Looking sexy tonight, getting ready for the ride of my life
I use to be the girl next door, now I am the girl who hit the floor
No one can tell me what to do, cause this is my life so my rules
Making boys stare like I am a goddess
Blowjob...
Pop a pill, I'm almost ready
Smoke some weed, I'm riding steady
Give me a drink, make it hard
Vodka on rocks
Bloody Mary
Long Island Ice Tea
I don't care, give me something to make people stare
Getting high while I can, having sex with the man next to me
Looking sexy tonight, getting ready for the ride of my life
I use to be the girl next door, now I am the girl who hit the floor
No one can tell me what to do, cause this is my life so my rules
Making boys stare like I am a goddess
Blowjob...
938 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
1st Apr 2013 8:41pm
1st Apr 2013 8:41pm
First Time
1944 reads
2 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
30th Mar 2013 7:00pm
30th Mar 2013 7:00pm
Hitting Heart
Screams and cries of why, why, WHY
Make me wonder when the punches of pain are going to end
When the verbal abuse stops and ends
When the heart of my mother will heart no more
When I stop coming home bleeding and sore
When I can trust that they will hurt me no more
Hitting Heart, beating fast, it hurts my chest
I finally give in to my rage and fight back today
No more bullying is what I can say
No more physical and emotional pain
Hitting heart, it hurts, it burns, it stings with pain
It is finally over, my rage
I am in trouble but it is finally...
Make me wonder when the punches of pain are going to end
When the verbal abuse stops and ends
When the heart of my mother will heart no more
When I stop coming home bleeding and sore
When I can trust that they will hurt me no more
Hitting Heart, beating fast, it hurts my chest
I finally give in to my rage and fight back today
No more bullying is what I can say
No more physical and emotional pain
Hitting heart, it hurts, it burns, it stings with pain
It is finally over, my rage
I am in trouble but it is finally...
744 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Mar 2013 6:56pm
30th Mar 2013 6:56pm
Goodbye Poem
My life started off hard
With my birth and scars
Adults are more trusted and believed then kids themselves
I hate when people lie and get believed
I am tired of this life
So why is it not over?
I tried and tried, but they always saved me
Why? Why? Why?
My life is living on and on in this terrible world
I am tired of this life because it’s not over
I guess I will try again and hope I will not wake up from the darkness
God this. God that.
Devil this. Devil that.
No proof is shown but I still pray
No miracles are shown so I don’t believe....
With my birth and scars
Adults are more trusted and believed then kids themselves
I hate when people lie and get believed
I am tired of this life
So why is it not over?
I tried and tried, but they always saved me
Why? Why? Why?
My life is living on and on in this terrible world
I am tired of this life because it’s not over
I guess I will try again and hope I will not wake up from the darkness
God this. God that.
Devil this. Devil that.
No proof is shown but I still pray
No miracles are shown so I don’t believe....
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
18th Mar 2013 7:04pm
18th Mar 2013 7:04pm
Precious
Tears running down her face as she lies beside her mother face
Dried blood streaks mark her face as her head bows down
To the man who brought her here on this very special day
The day she was born and cried as he shed tears of joy
Daddy’s little girl was what he said when he held her in his arms
Daddy’s girl has her head bowed ready for the shot that killed her mother
Between the eyes right in the gutter was all she saw when she walked in
He pushed her down and told her to bow as her red hair fell on her eyes
Precious was the little girl’s name and she was as...
Dried blood streaks mark her face as her head bows down
To the man who brought her here on this very special day
The day she was born and cried as he shed tears of joy
Daddy’s little girl was what he said when he held her in his arms
Daddy’s girl has her head bowed ready for the shot that killed her mother
Between the eyes right in the gutter was all she saw when she walked in
He pushed her down and told her to bow as her red hair fell on her eyes
Precious was the little girl’s name and she was as...
750 reads
2 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
17th Mar 2013 9:07pm
17th Mar 2013 9:07pm
Bleeding Love
911, what’s your emergency?”
“Help my mother is dead. Please help”, she cried.
“Please stay calm and tell me your address.”
“Its 626 3rd Ave South. Please help me.”
Rose Lovely was sixteen when her parents were killed and she was put on trial for the murder of her parents. She was never sent to the detention center or jail. She was put on parole. She was sent back to the school where she was alone. She was to live with her grandmother until she was eighteen. She was a troubled girl. She was pushed around and now everyone thought she has finally broken. Gone crazy. But they do...
“Help my mother is dead. Please help”, she cried.
“Please stay calm and tell me your address.”
“Its 626 3rd Ave South. Please help me.”
Rose Lovely was sixteen when her parents were killed and she was put on trial for the murder of her parents. She was never sent to the detention center or jail. She was put on parole. She was sent back to the school where she was alone. She was to live with her grandmother until she was eighteen. She was a troubled girl. She was pushed around and now everyone thought she has finally broken. Gone crazy. But they do...
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ANGER POEM
Published
16th Mar 2013 4:39am
16th Mar 2013 4:39am
Remember
The things you said you remember:
Remember when I told you I love you
When you gave me your special gift
When you gave me the key to your heart
Remember when I said I can't be without you
When you said baby I love you
When I dried your eyes that night and made everything alright
Remember when we went on our first date, had our first kiss, and held hands
The things I remember:
Your hands on my throat
Your punches hitting my face
Your name calling
Your rage
My fear
Your power over me was so clear
Your so called "love"...
Remember when I told you I love you
When you gave me your special gift
When you gave me the key to your heart
Remember when I said I can't be without you
When you said baby I love you
When I dried your eyes that night and made everything alright
Remember when we went on our first date, had our first kiss, and held hands
The things I remember:
Your hands on my throat
Your punches hitting my face
Your name calling
Your rage
My fear
Your power over me was so clear
Your so called "love"...
816 reads
4 Comments
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