Submissions by theoddesthiiipy (dreams-is-lucid)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Hide & Seek.
Play
Hide and Seek
With
Me.
Lay your hands
Softly over mine and
Guide them to their all too familiar
Place right over my eyes as
To complete the darkness that
surrounds me.
Now
Hide from
Me.
Pick a place in which I
Dare not look, hide in
My nightmares and my tears
And the slits along
My wrists and the
Scars embedded
On my heart
Now
Let me
Find
You.
I shall search
High and low, waiting
For you to peek your head
From behind the old willow tree
Or the...
Hide and Seek
With
Me.
Lay your hands
Softly over mine and
Guide them to their all too familiar
Place right over my eyes as
To complete the darkness that
surrounds me.
Now
Hide from
Me.
Pick a place in which I
Dare not look, hide in
My nightmares and my tears
And the slits along
My wrists and the
Scars embedded
On my heart
Now
Let me
Find
You.
I shall search
High and low, waiting
For you to peek your head
From behind the old willow tree
Or the...
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A Shadow.
I cannot seem to find
Much joy in the soft kisses
Of the breeze along my cheeks.
Nor can I find much happiness
In a stray ray of sun
That imprints itself upon my
Dreariest days with hopes of somehow
Sending me some of its unwavering light.
Because I have been dark
For so long, it's hard for
Even the brightest and most magnificent
Spectacle to leave even a glimmer
Of radiance on my shadow of a soul.
Much joy in the soft kisses
Of the breeze along my cheeks.
Nor can I find much happiness
In a stray ray of sun
That imprints itself upon my
Dreariest days with hopes of somehow
Sending me some of its unwavering light.
Because I have been dark
For so long, it's hard for
Even the brightest and most magnificent
Spectacle to leave even a glimmer
Of radiance on my shadow of a soul.
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Roller Coaster.
Terror.
Rising in your soul like a never ending hill at the beginning
Of a roller coaster.
You constantly wait for the drop, for the fall
The continuation of the ride.
But it never comes.
You just keep going up and up until you reach
The peak of paranoia.
Until you realize that you're being eaten
From the inside out.
Then comes the fall,but not the one you were hoping for.
Not a release from the torment.
But a completely different one.
One where you descend into an endless void of madness.
And fast. Coming at you.
...
Rising in your soul like a never ending hill at the beginning
Of a roller coaster.
You constantly wait for the drop, for the fall
The continuation of the ride.
But it never comes.
You just keep going up and up until you reach
The peak of paranoia.
Until you realize that you're being eaten
From the inside out.
Then comes the fall,but not the one you were hoping for.
Not a release from the torment.
But a completely different one.
One where you descend into an endless void of madness.
And fast. Coming at you.
...
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Open Your Eyes.
Can you see it?
The blood on the hands
Of the ones your praise;
The ones you build up?
The ones that feed you
Promises of "Justice for All"
Yet run the tap dry
Before you can even take a sip
The ones that declared
Every being has the right to the pursuit of happiness
But put a million obstacles in your way
That prevents you from doing so
They'll do whatever they can
To prevent you from seeing the truth
But it's up to you to
Open your eyes wide enough to see
The blood on the hands
Of the ones your praise;
The ones you build up?
The ones that feed you
Promises of "Justice for All"
Yet run the tap dry
Before you can even take a sip
The ones that declared
Every being has the right to the pursuit of happiness
But put a million obstacles in your way
That prevents you from doing so
They'll do whatever they can
To prevent you from seeing the truth
But it's up to you to
Open your eyes wide enough to see
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A Smile.
A smile can send a spark
That spreads like a wildfire
Over a forest of desperation
And hopelessness.
A smile is the marigold.
The pink orchid, the sunflower
That becomes the source of life
After a long and unforgiving winter.
A smile will be reassurance
When things get rough.
The infectious rhythm,
And the sign of joy and elation.
That spreads like a wildfire
Over a forest of desperation
And hopelessness.
A smile is the marigold.
The pink orchid, the sunflower
That becomes the source of life
After a long and unforgiving winter.
A smile will be reassurance
When things get rough.
The infectious rhythm,
And the sign of joy and elation.
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Sweet Ascension.
Oh Sweet Ascension
Carry me on your wings of wonder
High above the clouds
Away from the darkness of humanity
Take me where the light shines
And the stars lay sweet kisses
Upon my cheek
Take me on a journey
Across the universe.
Show me a land
Where I can be free
Because that is where I belong;
That is my home
Carry me on your wings of wonder
High above the clouds
Away from the darkness of humanity
Take me where the light shines
And the stars lay sweet kisses
Upon my cheek
Take me on a journey
Across the universe.
Show me a land
Where I can be free
Because that is where I belong;
That is my home
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As We Dance.
The sunlight illuminates the floor
As we glide as one
Across an open plain
Of endless possibilities.
Never once did we allow
Our hands to graze
Or explore
Each other for too long.
A dance devoid
Of lust and concupiscence
Only a light touch was needed
To connect our hearts
And only a glance into each other’s eyes was needed
To connect our souls.
As long as the jukebox played, we never longed for anything more
Than the simplest pleasures.
As we glide as one
Across an open plain
Of endless possibilities.
Never once did we allow
Our hands to graze
Or explore
Each other for too long.
A dance devoid
Of lust and concupiscence
Only a light touch was needed
To connect our hearts
And only a glance into each other’s eyes was needed
To connect our souls.
As long as the jukebox played, we never longed for anything more
Than the simplest pleasures.
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Give Me The Sad Songs
Give me the sad songs
Let them play endlessly in my head
As silent tears run down their familiar path
Along my cheeks
Give me the sad songs
Let me rummage through
The attic in my head.
And unpack the boxes of words unspoken
And love letters never sent.
Give me the sad songs
Because as long as the play
I’m always reminded
That I’m able to feel
Let them play endlessly in my head
As silent tears run down their familiar path
Along my cheeks
Give me the sad songs
Let me rummage through
The attic in my head.
And unpack the boxes of words unspoken
And love letters never sent.
Give me the sad songs
Because as long as the play
I’m always reminded
That I’m able to feel
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Intertwined.
I grasp onto you.
The thought of you passes through me.
Your skin interlocks with mine,
As we pass through an endless void of transparent emotions.
Your mind weaves into mine,
Creating a fantasy world made of our desires.
Your eyes connect me
With your soul; the purest and most indulgent experience
…and then I waken.
The thought of you passes through me.
Your skin interlocks with mine,
As we pass through an endless void of transparent emotions.
Your mind weaves into mine,
Creating a fantasy world made of our desires.
Your eyes connect me
With your soul; the purest and most indulgent experience
…and then I waken.
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You.
I fall into you everytime I take a breath.
I hear you.
A soft lullaby gliding through my headspace.
I taste you.
A sweetness never before admired, never given up.
I smell you.
A scent of love engulf me, turning my nightmares into
Everlasting dreams.
But even as I marinate inside of your soul
There is something missing.
I search. I gather your footsteps
In hopes of meeting you, all of you.
I begin to then find the missing pieces.
I can see you,
Your perfection consumes me.
I touch you.
Finally connecting with you...
I hear you.
A soft lullaby gliding through my headspace.
I taste you.
A sweetness never before admired, never given up.
I smell you.
A scent of love engulf me, turning my nightmares into
Everlasting dreams.
But even as I marinate inside of your soul
There is something missing.
I search. I gather your footsteps
In hopes of meeting you, all of you.
I begin to then find the missing pieces.
I can see you,
Your perfection consumes me.
I touch you.
Finally connecting with you...
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Silence.
I wrap myself up in silence.
My existence only known by the slight touch or a wandering glance.
Only able to be heard through the softest of sounds.
I keep my silence, until needed. Or wanted.
This is how I’m seen by them, quiet. Mysterious.
But inside, a storm is brewing.
Dark clouds linger; attach themselves to a shriveling soul.
Demons burst into chants, as they explore the endless depths of my mind.
Constant indecision plagues my psyche, while my heart struggles to love.
The feeling of guilt, and shame, and sadness rips me apart, even at night,...
My existence only known by the slight touch or a wandering glance.
Only able to be heard through the softest of sounds.
I keep my silence, until needed. Or wanted.
This is how I’m seen by them, quiet. Mysterious.
But inside, a storm is brewing.
Dark clouds linger; attach themselves to a shriveling soul.
Demons burst into chants, as they explore the endless depths of my mind.
Constant indecision plagues my psyche, while my heart struggles to love.
The feeling of guilt, and shame, and sadness rips me apart, even at night,...
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Incapable
My diffidence disgusts you.
You wonder why my heart still weeps
Through the sunny days and porch shade.
My self-loathing eats away at your very heart.
You crave my happiness, my vociferous laugh.
The very thought of my smile is enough to make you weak.
But what makes me weak is
That I can’t satisfy you. I watch closely.
I watch for that glimmer of hope that you have
Of someday making me smile.
I feel your heart flutter every time we hold hands.
It crawls through my veins.
And whilst your heart flutters, mine becomes morbid...
You wonder why my heart still weeps
Through the sunny days and porch shade.
My self-loathing eats away at your very heart.
You crave my happiness, my vociferous laugh.
The very thought of my smile is enough to make you weak.
But what makes me weak is
That I can’t satisfy you. I watch closely.
I watch for that glimmer of hope that you have
Of someday making me smile.
I feel your heart flutter every time we hold hands.
It crawls through my veins.
And whilst your heart flutters, mine becomes morbid...
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