Submissions by vanillarain
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I'm a rambler and a hobbiest
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Apr 2015 5:07pm
30th Apr 2015 5:07pm
Night Out (14, June 2011)
When you're standing near,
I'm ecstatic.
When you're standing far,
I'm moving over.
But you're nowhere to be found.
You wont hurt me you say,
Or is that really just for you?
Because you drown yourself each night.
You close your eyes,
But you lie awake.
Insomnia eats you away like cancer,
Like cancer eats your brain.
So tonight,
I'll save you,
As I close my eyes for the very last time.
I'm ecstatic.
When you're standing far,
I'm moving over.
But you're nowhere to be found.
You wont hurt me you say,
Or is that really just for you?
Because you drown yourself each night.
You close your eyes,
But you lie awake.
Insomnia eats you away like cancer,
Like cancer eats your brain.
So tonight,
I'll save you,
As I close my eyes for the very last time.
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SELF POEM
Published
30th Apr 2015 5:05pm
30th Apr 2015 5:05pm
Do What You Will (14, June 2011)
Ruins of my life,
Lay in a box without care,
Covered in its dust.
It never comes to life.
When I leave this world,
No generation will know I've existed.
Cut me off,
And hide me away.
This life isn't the worst,
But it isn't the best.
Just a mess,
Of heart ache and despair.
Lay in a box without care,
Covered in its dust.
It never comes to life.
When I leave this world,
No generation will know I've existed.
Cut me off,
And hide me away.
This life isn't the worst,
But it isn't the best.
Just a mess,
Of heart ache and despair.
474 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Apr 2015 3:44am
12th Apr 2015 3:44am
The World Around Me (14, June 2011)
I'll keep writing;
Writing the stories of my heart,
Until my wrists' scabs tear and bleed.
Don't forget,
I'll take care of you;
As long as you take care of me;
Until the end of time.
And if you leave,
Don't forget to write.
Writing the stories of my heart,
Until my wrists' scabs tear and bleed.
Don't forget,
I'll take care of you;
As long as you take care of me;
Until the end of time.
And if you leave,
Don't forget to write.
572 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
12th Apr 2015 3:41am
12th Apr 2015 3:41am
Scabs (27, June 2011)
Kill me;
I have sin in my heart.
Watch me decay here;
My emotions abandoning me,
The only things that keep me human.
They dug me a hole,
And they kept me down.
Now I can only hear me,
I know I make no sense.
I never have been me.
I was too terrified of "me";
So timid and raw.
Happiness is what I abused;
Never do I deserve it.
I have sin in my heart.
Watch me decay here;
My emotions abandoning me,
The only things that keep me human.
They dug me a hole,
And they kept me down.
Now I can only hear me,
I know I make no sense.
I never have been me.
I was too terrified of "me";
So timid and raw.
Happiness is what I abused;
Never do I deserve it.
480 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 8:15pm
10th Apr 2015 8:15pm
Opened (30, August 2011)
Sitting in my room,
In the dark;
I'm alone.
Every creek in the walls around me;
A tear falls.
I have no true feelings.
Alone,
I'll always be.
This void,
My friend;
The only one who's there for me.
This must be love,
Because without it;
I have no sanity;
No reasoning.
This is me,
This is all I can be.
In the dark;
I'm alone.
Every creek in the walls around me;
A tear falls.
I have no true feelings.
Alone,
I'll always be.
This void,
My friend;
The only one who's there for me.
This must be love,
Because without it;
I have no sanity;
No reasoning.
This is me,
This is all I can be.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2015 8:14pm
10th Apr 2015 8:14pm
Untitled (4, September 2011)
She played with fire and got burned.
She's too stupid to remember it hurts.
She's blinded by the sun;
The one that never shines.
She's drowning in her own sea;
The one she filled with apathy.
The happiness that protects her can kill her.
And it has so many times over.
She's too stupid to remember it hurts.
She's blinded by the sun;
The one that never shines.
She's drowning in her own sea;
The one she filled with apathy.
The happiness that protects her can kill her.
And it has so many times over.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 6:26am
4th Apr 2015 6:26am
Sweetness (17, November 2011)
Fire's a flamed,
Higher it flies,
In the eyes of thy elders;
But they don't involve the children.
Then you're out searching for father;
Drunk, away from home.
As you grow careless,
Why come "home"?
You realized others have it worse,
But what do you care?
Your family's feuds,
Draws you of bonding love.
As you mark your life through,
You mess up anyone that involves you.
Self-hate gets in your way.
Selfish and cold.
What do you care?
Your time is planed to end soon.
Higher it flies,
In the eyes of thy elders;
But they don't involve the children.
Then you're out searching for father;
Drunk, away from home.
As you grow careless,
Why come "home"?
You realized others have it worse,
But what do you care?
Your family's feuds,
Draws you of bonding love.
As you mark your life through,
You mess up anyone that involves you.
Self-hate gets in your way.
Selfish and cold.
What do you care?
Your time is planed to end soon.
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 6:25am
4th Apr 2015 6:25am
This Dance (20, November 2011)
Fragile and weak,
Wounder of how life will abuse you next.
Words of a buzzing voice about my mind,
Sights of this blurry past I wish for back.
I want to be strong,
I am but so fragile and weak.
I pretend that everything's okay,
But I'm trapped.
The rough cold surface of my heart.
Pushes against my chest so slow and shallow.
I worry about the loss of little things,
And cry when I'm hurt.
I am but so fragile and weak.
Wounder of how life will abuse you next.
Words of a buzzing voice about my mind,
Sights of this blurry past I wish for back.
I want to be strong,
I am but so fragile and weak.
I pretend that everything's okay,
But I'm trapped.
The rough cold surface of my heart.
Pushes against my chest so slow and shallow.
I worry about the loss of little things,
And cry when I'm hurt.
I am but so fragile and weak.
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2015 6:41pm
23rd Mar 2015 6:41pm
Comatose
I feel so gross—
I feel so gross being me.
If I were to die,
Just for a little while,
That'll be fine...
That'll be swell.
Some time to myself,
Some time to clear my mind,
To make the right choices,
To leave everything behind.
I feel so gross being me.
If I were to die,
Just for a little while,
That'll be fine...
That'll be swell.
Some time to myself,
Some time to clear my mind,
To make the right choices,
To leave everything behind.
531 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
25th Feb 2015 9:15pm
25th Feb 2015 9:15pm
Black Glass
Sometimes I feel like my brain,
My mind,
And my soul,
Are all shattering down around me.
Leaving me alone and vulnerable;
Plagued by horror and despair...
My mind,
And my soul,
Are all shattering down around me.
Leaving me alone and vulnerable;
Plagued by horror and despair...
502 reads
1 Comment
SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2015 1:42pm
24th Feb 2015 1:42pm
Butterfly Nest (19, February 2015)
Desperate and obsessed—
Deranged and lonely,
Even with all of the love in the world—
All the affection one can handle.
I feel detached from everyone,
Even the one I love,
And those who love me.
Will this void ever close?
Is this the way I'll always feel?
Like nothing,
Nothing at all,
can make me whole.
Not by me,
Or anyone else;
No matter if I wed,
And have a family;
I'll always feel alone…
Maybe I'm better off alone…
Deranged and lonely,
Even with all of the love in the world—
All the affection one can handle.
I feel detached from everyone,
Even the one I love,
And those who love me.
Will this void ever close?
Is this the way I'll always feel?
Like nothing,
Nothing at all,
can make me whole.
Not by me,
Or anyone else;
No matter if I wed,
And have a family;
I'll always feel alone…
Maybe I'm better off alone…
515 reads
1 Comment
ANGER POEM
Published
19th Feb 2015 6:48pm
19th Feb 2015 6:48pm
Why (18, Fenruary 2015)
I was becoming a better me;
That I liked,
That I respected;
That I wanted to love.
Then you came along,
And hated the me that I was—
Striving to be.
You forced me into;
Made me the me I am.
Thinking you made me better,
Thinking I could benefit from change...
I lost myself,
My direction,
To keep you thinking,
That I was perfect for you.
Because you'll always be the same…
You're not perfect,
But you can justify your flaws…
That I liked,
That I respected;
That I wanted to love.
Then you came along,
And hated the me that I was—
Striving to be.
You forced me into;
Made me the me I am.
Thinking you made me better,
Thinking I could benefit from change...
I lost myself,
My direction,
To keep you thinking,
That I was perfect for you.
Because you'll always be the same…
You're not perfect,
But you can justify your flaws…
581 reads
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