Submissions by spicychilis
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
my poetry is whatever i am feeling at the moment. its my thoughts, so try and respect it. but still i want HONEST critiscim.
SELF POEM
Published
13th Oct 2011 12:31pm
13th Oct 2011 12:31pm
I made it
I've looked in the mirror, hated what I see.
This isn't who I want to be.
But then I saw my face when small and bright.
Everything will be alright.
Once I was a girl,
Alone in the world.
A knife to my kneck
Tears down my face
I always felt so
Out of place.
No one even knew
Didn't have a clue
It was just me in a dark corner of a room.
And then I saw his face
It made me feel in place.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
He looked at my face and then...
This isn't who I want to be.
But then I saw my face when small and bright.
Everything will be alright.
Once I was a girl,
Alone in the world.
A knife to my kneck
Tears down my face
I always felt so
Out of place.
No one even knew
Didn't have a clue
It was just me in a dark corner of a room.
And then I saw his face
It made me feel in place.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
He looked at my face and then...
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DARK POEM
Published
26th Sep 2011 3:09am
26th Sep 2011 3:09am
I can't take it
I cannot deal with you anymore
I know I'm fat
I know I'm dumb
But you've reduced me to this
Me, your own creation, your seed
Is being ripped apart
bit by bit
starting at the mind
you think you're helping me?
I'm alone
all I do is sit in a corner
knife to my throat
the only reason I don't do it
Is because I'm afraid
You hate that about me, too
Why can't I just be your perfect daughter?
Because I'm afraid
I can't take it anymore!
If...
I know I'm fat
I know I'm dumb
But you've reduced me to this
Me, your own creation, your seed
Is being ripped apart
bit by bit
starting at the mind
you think you're helping me?
I'm alone
all I do is sit in a corner
knife to my throat
the only reason I don't do it
Is because I'm afraid
You hate that about me, too
Why can't I just be your perfect daughter?
Because I'm afraid
I can't take it anymore!
If...
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ANGER POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2011 3:46pm
23rd Sep 2011 3:46pm
My mom, the bitch
The only words that calm me.
When she goes against what I want to be, I say
Bitch.
When she criticizes my weight, I think
Bitch.
No daughter of mine will be dark!
What a bitch.
In life, dancing is important! if you don't like it...
I don't care, you are still a bitch.
You are a fatass and always will be!
So are you bitch!
Not wanting to sing is the saddest thing anyone can say.
Not everyone is like you bitch!
You are so sad, why can't you be more like your brother!
Because I don't want to! Bitch!
My mom, the bitch
When she goes against what I want to be, I say
Bitch.
When she criticizes my weight, I think
Bitch.
No daughter of mine will be dark!
What a bitch.
In life, dancing is important! if you don't like it...
I don't care, you are still a bitch.
You are a fatass and always will be!
So are you bitch!
Not wanting to sing is the saddest thing anyone can say.
Not everyone is like you bitch!
You are so sad, why can't you be more like your brother!
Because I don't want to! Bitch!
My mom, the bitch
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DARK POEM
Published
23rd Sep 2011 1:39am
23rd Sep 2011 1:39am
Niagara Falls
I see the water rushing.
It beats and slaps and abuses the rocks.
I'm on the edge.
Of the boat, and of my desicions.
If I jumped, I'd feel water.
Then rocks.
Then the burn of no oxygen.
Should I do it?
Feeling Niagara splash against my leg, I step closer.
Why taint her beauty with my dead body?
On step closer. One more. One more.
Hands on my back, forcing me into Niagara.
I needed it anyways.
It beats and slaps and abuses the rocks.
I'm on the edge.
Of the boat, and of my desicions.
If I jumped, I'd feel water.
Then rocks.
Then the burn of no oxygen.
Should I do it?
Feeling Niagara splash against my leg, I step closer.
Why taint her beauty with my dead body?
On step closer. One more. One more.
Hands on my back, forcing me into Niagara.
I needed it anyways.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2011 3:51pm
22nd Sep 2011 3:51pm
Do you see what I see?
You see people. Of all shapes and sizes.
So do I.
I see people's hearts, filled with blood.
Blood of love.
Blood of hate.
Blood of sorrow.
Blood of joy.
I see people's minds, filled with thoughts.
Thoughts of people.
Thoughts of harming them.
Thoughts of themselves.
Thoughts of self harm.
Do you see what I see?
Do you see what they see?
So do I.
I see people's hearts, filled with blood.
Blood of love.
Blood of hate.
Blood of sorrow.
Blood of joy.
I see people's minds, filled with thoughts.
Thoughts of people.
Thoughts of harming them.
Thoughts of themselves.
Thoughts of self harm.
Do you see what I see?
Do you see what they see?
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DARK POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2011 2:52pm
22nd Sep 2011 2:52pm
Mirror, I did it!
Mirror, I did it!
You changed yourself? Good, you need it!
No, I hated it. But....
What!!!
I sort of liked it.
I thought so.
I want to do it again, mirror.
Do it. You are one step closer to changing.
But mirror...
Just do it! Do you like yourself or not!
No...
Then you know what to do.
You changed yourself? Good, you need it!
No, I hated it. But....
What!!!
I sort of liked it.
I thought so.
I want to do it again, mirror.
Do it. You are one step closer to changing.
But mirror...
Just do it! Do you like yourself or not!
No...
Then you know what to do.
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DARK POEM
Published
20th Sep 2011 1:24pm
20th Sep 2011 1:24pm
In the mirror
What's the point of doing it?
It teaches.
All it does is hurt me!
Hurt is good, don't you like it?
Mirror, I Don't like what i see.
Then change it.
How?
Hurt.
How does it help?
It changes you.
I'll listen to anything right now.
Then take the knife.
And do what?
Change yourself with it.
It teaches.
All it does is hurt me!
Hurt is good, don't you like it?
Mirror, I Don't like what i see.
Then change it.
How?
Hurt.
How does it help?
It changes you.
I'll listen to anything right now.
Then take the knife.
And do what?
Change yourself with it.
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Sep 2011 2:02am
19th Sep 2011 2:02am
You know I hate dentists
You should know, I hate dentists
Take me to one
I'm scared
Bring me there
Their drills scare me the most
Use one on me
The way they suck air out of your mouth
Suck air out of my life, my soul, my heart
Dentists hurt me
Or do I hurt myself.
Bring me to the dentist, just take me there and never bring me back
Take me to one
I'm scared
Bring me there
Their drills scare me the most
Use one on me
The way they suck air out of your mouth
Suck air out of my life, my soul, my heart
Dentists hurt me
Or do I hurt myself.
Bring me to the dentist, just take me there and never bring me back
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DARK POEM
Published
19th Sep 2011 1:14am
19th Sep 2011 1:14am
spicy chilis
pop 1,2,3 maybe even 4.
into my mouth.
it burns but, who cares?
i don't, sure as hell don't.
no water, i stay there.
the easiest way of cutting, what a wimp.
what a baby, can't even use a real knife.
how does a real knife really feel?
i'm to scared to try.
i don't deserve to be scared.
just take the damn knife already!
so i take another chili pepper.
i cry. i sweat.
is it working yet? am i one step closer to leaving?
am i almost gone?
how many more? it...
into my mouth.
it burns but, who cares?
i don't, sure as hell don't.
no water, i stay there.
the easiest way of cutting, what a wimp.
what a baby, can't even use a real knife.
how does a real knife really feel?
i'm to scared to try.
i don't deserve to be scared.
just take the damn knife already!
so i take another chili pepper.
i cry. i sweat.
is it working yet? am i one step closer to leaving?
am i almost gone?
how many more? it...
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