Submissions by reviewer13 (Chloe Daugherty)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Full of heartbreak, depression, and dealing with many horrible life events, but slowly getting better.
My Swan Song
#suicide
#drugs
#transgender
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Relapse: Now what do I do?
I thought I was fine,
I had made it so far.
So why am I back at the beginning,
And nothing to show.
It happened so fast,
Before I even realized it.
One minute I was sober,
The next I'm passing Tina back.
And I couldn't end there,
No that would be too easy.
I made 2 shots,
Made them shoot me up.
Now I'm back in the rooms,
Right where I belong.
But not as who I was,
Just a newcomer....
I don't know if I can do this,
Do it all over again.
It took everything out of me,
Just to admit that I've failed. ...
I had made it so far.
So why am I back at the beginning,
And nothing to show.
It happened so fast,
Before I even realized it.
One minute I was sober,
The next I'm passing Tina back.
And I couldn't end there,
No that would be too easy.
I made 2 shots,
Made them shoot me up.
Now I'm back in the rooms,
Right where I belong.
But not as who I was,
Just a newcomer....
I don't know if I can do this,
Do it all over again.
It took everything out of me,
Just to admit that I've failed. ...
#suicide
#drugs
#addiction #support
#addiction #support
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Distractions, They Never Work
I watch them to distract myself,
To occupy my mind.
To keep me from the thoughts,
That fill my head.
But they do not always work,
They make it worse.
Whether it's the themes of loneliness,
Using, or death.
It always hits the wrong chord,
Always makes me wonder.
I watch the same movies,
The same shows.
Why do I not learn,
That they put me in these moods?
It's never ending,
It's never changing.
The end is inevitable,
As the end always is.
It's just a matter of time,
Before I have the supplies. ...
To occupy my mind.
To keep me from the thoughts,
That fill my head.
But they do not always work,
They make it worse.
Whether it's the themes of loneliness,
Using, or death.
It always hits the wrong chord,
Always makes me wonder.
I watch the same movies,
The same shows.
Why do I not learn,
That they put me in these moods?
It's never ending,
It's never changing.
The end is inevitable,
As the end always is.
It's just a matter of time,
Before I have the supplies. ...
#death
#suicide
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Relapse to End Them All
I think about it constantly,
No matter where I am.
Whether I'm in a good mood,
Or bad.
It corrupts my thoughts,
Takes over my mind.
It's all I can think about,
The How, and even Who can help.
Who I get it from,
Who it affects.
No reason stands out,
For the Why.
Just a lot of reasons,
All build up into this rationalization.
This isn't my preferred path,
Not what I want to happen.
But it seems like my only answer,
The only thing that I can do my way.
Not with a BANG!
Not with a SLASH!
Just with a...
No matter where I am.
Whether I'm in a good mood,
Or bad.
It corrupts my thoughts,
Takes over my mind.
It's all I can think about,
The How, and even Who can help.
Who I get it from,
Who it affects.
No reason stands out,
For the Why.
Just a lot of reasons,
All build up into this rationalization.
This isn't my preferred path,
Not what I want to happen.
But it seems like my only answer,
The only thing that I can do my way.
Not with a BANG!
Not with a SLASH!
Just with a...
#suicide
#drugs
#addiction
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How I feel
My dad is always throwing in my face my abuse of drugs/alcohol. When I have bags under my eyes, it’s drugs. When i lay in bed on my day off, I’m hungover. When I’m not hungry, it’s both. When really, it’s depression. That’s how it works. It goes dormant for periods of time, then hits like a ton of bricks. And you can’t escape it. You can’t get rid of it. No amount of treatment, therapy, or pills will erase it. Just like the thought of ending it all. It’s always there. Always in the back of my mind. I try to ignore it. I try to say it’s not the answer. But life proves me wrong. Knowing how I...
#depression
#suicide
#transgender
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Forbidden Love
We met where I least expected,
I wasn’t even looking.
I never even saw myself in such a position,
And then you talked to me.
You put me in a hard position,
Not knowing what to do.
So we keep it a secret,
And grow more.
You made me want you,
Made me fall.
Never saw myself with a guy,
Especially like you.
I put myself on the line for you,
And you put me in a tough spot.
You got caught,
And got me involved.
Now my life is in danger,
And I don’t know what to do.
I don’t want to hurt you,
Nor lose you. ...
I wasn’t even looking.
I never even saw myself in such a position,
And then you talked to me.
You put me in a hard position,
Not knowing what to do.
So we keep it a secret,
And grow more.
You made me want you,
Made me fall.
Never saw myself with a guy,
Especially like you.
I put myself on the line for you,
And you put me in a tough spot.
You got caught,
And got me involved.
Now my life is in danger,
And I don’t know what to do.
I don’t want to hurt you,
Nor lose you. ...
#FallingInLove
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I have no idea what to do
How do I know if she likes me?
Is it the messaging to smoke at odd hours?
Or the staying up late to smoke after work?
Is it that she wears half of my clothes?
Or talks to me about her ex?
Is this the friend zone?
I truly don’t even know.
I haven’t a clue,
But maybe you do.
If she likes me,
Or is she just being super friendly?
I try to flirt,
I really do.
But I doubt it works,
And silently, I think “Phew.”
Should I ask her out?
Or leave us as friends?
I don’t know what to do
Is it the messaging to smoke at odd hours?
Or the staying up late to smoke after work?
Is it that she wears half of my clothes?
Or talks to me about her ex?
Is this the friend zone?
I truly don’t even know.
I haven’t a clue,
But maybe you do.
If she likes me,
Or is she just being super friendly?
I try to flirt,
I really do.
But I doubt it works,
And silently, I think “Phew.”
Should I ask her out?
Or leave us as friends?
I don’t know what to do
#LifeAsAWriter
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My Brain Stopped
Help my brain is broken,
I try to remember but it won’t open.
I ask what’s wrong,
And even what to do.
But I can’t do anything,
It’s affecting everything.
My brain begins to hurt,
It makes me want to cry.
I wish it would work,
So I don’t end up eating soup with a fork.
I’m so sick of being wrong,
I’m so sick of not remembering.
I try to remember but it won’t open.
I ask what’s wrong,
And even what to do.
But I can’t do anything,
It’s affecting everything.
My brain begins to hurt,
It makes me want to cry.
I wish it would work,
So I don’t end up eating soup with a fork.
I’m so sick of being wrong,
I’m so sick of not remembering.
#SelfHarm
#confessional
#SelfReflection
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfWorth
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Betrayal
You think you know someone,
You think they care.
You understand each other,
While everything is shared.
You talk, you listen,
You even share your dreams.
You can tell them anything,
No matter how bad it seems.
Then they change,
You can’t even recognize them.
“Why won’t they talk to me,” you ask,
Because they’re not the same.
They cut you out,
Send you questioning.
Don’t even bat an eye,
Your mind goes spiraling.
They ask to talk,
“I don’t want to lose your friendship,” they say.
But then they ignore you,...
You think they care.
You understand each other,
While everything is shared.
You talk, you listen,
You even share your dreams.
You can tell them anything,
No matter how bad it seems.
Then they change,
You can’t even recognize them.
“Why won’t they talk to me,” you ask,
Because they’re not the same.
They cut you out,
Send you questioning.
Don’t even bat an eye,
Your mind goes spiraling.
They ask to talk,
“I don’t want to lose your friendship,” they say.
But then they ignore you,...
#love
#relationships
#betrayal
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College
Some say it’s important,
Others say it doesn’t matter.
You learn of smells so potent,
And become fatter.
The stress is forever lasting,
No matter how calm you may convey.
They attempt to manage their timing,
But stress always finds it’s way.
The people can be so fake,
Lying and deceitful.
Those who are, be ready,
You won’t always be so hurtful.
You learn to trust,
You learn to fly.
But being true to you is a must,
That, you can not deny.
People can be asses,
They can be kind.
But don’t respond with...
Others say it doesn’t matter.
You learn of smells so potent,
And become fatter.
The stress is forever lasting,
No matter how calm you may convey.
They attempt to manage their timing,
But stress always finds it’s way.
The people can be so fake,
Lying and deceitful.
Those who are, be ready,
You won’t always be so hurtful.
You learn to trust,
You learn to fly.
But being true to you is a must,
That, you can not deny.
People can be asses,
They can be kind.
But don’t respond with...
#PopCulture
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What you've done to me
I think about you,
All the time.
You taught me to love,
Maybe a little to well.
Now I'm horribly in love,
With the one who is forbidden.
So then you taught me to live,
And now I've done that too much.
I've done whatever it took to get you,
No matter the price.
Whether it hurts me,
Or kills me.
I'll do whatever it takes,
To get back my love.
It has destroyed me,
In ways you can't even imagine.
To have for you,
This everlasting passion.
Goodbye I guess,
I can't believe it.
You've moved on long ago,...
All the time.
You taught me to love,
Maybe a little to well.
Now I'm horribly in love,
With the one who is forbidden.
So then you taught me to live,
And now I've done that too much.
I've done whatever it took to get you,
No matter the price.
Whether it hurts me,
Or kills me.
I'll do whatever it takes,
To get back my love.
It has destroyed me,
In ways you can't even imagine.
To have for you,
This everlasting passion.
Goodbye I guess,
I can't believe it.
You've moved on long ago,...
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My Older/Little Sister
I am going to miss you,
Who else is going help get me through?
You are my older/little sister,
We are always there for each other.
Nothing will change this,
Not time nor distance.
I need you in my life,
Without you it will be full of strife.
You are perfect just the way you are,
There is nothing wrong with you by far.
We must be able to stay together,
I will be fucked if dealing with the rather.
I am going to be fucked next year,
I will become dependant on beer.
I may smoke less pot,
May not go for a girl where in the center of her...
Who else is going help get me through?
You are my older/little sister,
We are always there for each other.
Nothing will change this,
Not time nor distance.
I need you in my life,
Without you it will be full of strife.
You are perfect just the way you are,
There is nothing wrong with you by far.
We must be able to stay together,
I will be fucked if dealing with the rather.
I am going to be fucked next year,
I will become dependant on beer.
I may smoke less pot,
May not go for a girl where in the center of her...
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