Submissions by whereworthlives
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hello I am the awkward/strange woman. Writing is my escape. In a way the writing release these feelings. Thanks you
SELF POEM
Published
21st Aug 2016 11:36pm
21st Aug 2016 11:36pm
"Upstairs Neighbor"
He stomps and stomps
What is wrong with him
He walks when I walk
Am I walking with him
Toilet flushes when I flush
Silence is present when I sleep
When I talk on the phone there's anger
Louder stomps and heavier knocking
What does he want from me
Am I paranoid
He listen when I speak
Angry noise without a face
His name is unknown
Who is he what is he
I feel tormented
I feel afraid ......
What is wrong with him
He walks when I walk
Am I walking with him
Toilet flushes when I flush
Silence is present when I sleep
When I talk on the phone there's anger
Louder stomps and heavier knocking
What does he want from me
Am I paranoid
He listen when I speak
Angry noise without a face
His name is unknown
Who is he what is he
I feel tormented
I feel afraid ......
471 reads
0 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Aug 2016 7:50am
18th Aug 2016 7:50am
"Doubting the Possibilities"
Never doubt what could happen
Never thought it would
Just a chance
Didn't needed what if
He came to her as a friend
Smiles in disguise
Eyes that hides secrets
There for her always
Her very own catcher
He knows before she does
Her wonders are rubbish
Maybes are never
Come over he said
He couldn't control it
It that lives in the woods
It said to make her
Forget how she feels
And be felt
It's wrong but not entirely
Why
Because
He doesn't know
Trusted You
Should have Thought what if
Before...
Never thought it would
Just a chance
Didn't needed what if
He came to her as a friend
Smiles in disguise
Eyes that hides secrets
There for her always
Her very own catcher
He knows before she does
Her wonders are rubbish
Maybes are never
Come over he said
He couldn't control it
It that lives in the woods
It said to make her
Forget how she feels
And be felt
It's wrong but not entirely
Why
Because
He doesn't know
Trusted You
Should have Thought what if
Before...
376 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
17th Jul 2016 4:43am
17th Jul 2016 4:43am
(I wish but I'm glad)
Sometimes when I see her I wish that was me
Long hair beautiful smile I wish that was me
Small waist good jaw line I wish that was me
Smooth skin slim body I wish that was me
Colored eyes red lips I wish that was me
Crazy Ex boyfriends stalking her I'm glad that's not me
Keeping up appearance I'm glad that's not me .
I may not be her but I'm glad that I'm never seen
Long hair beautiful smile I wish that was me
Small waist good jaw line I wish that was me
Smooth skin slim body I wish that was me
Colored eyes red lips I wish that was me
Crazy Ex boyfriends stalking her I'm glad that's not me
Keeping up appearance I'm glad that's not me .
I may not be her but I'm glad that I'm never seen
416 reads
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SELF POEM
Published
7th Jul 2016 3:16am
7th Jul 2016 3:16am
"IT"
It hates me
I don't like it
It feels weird
I've never felt comfortable with it
The way it smells and look
I'm disgusted
I don't touch it
But I have to
yet I feel sorry for it
For when it weeps there's no one
But me who's left
To let it heal...
When they go to it
I feel funny
They say it is always tense and it is always acting strange
It can't help it..
We are enemies and sometimes the bestest of friends
Why must you torture me dear vagina between my legs....
I don't like it
It feels weird
I've never felt comfortable with it
The way it smells and look
I'm disgusted
I don't touch it
But I have to
yet I feel sorry for it
For when it weeps there's no one
But me who's left
To let it heal...
When they go to it
I feel funny
They say it is always tense and it is always acting strange
It can't help it..
We are enemies and sometimes the bestest of friends
Why must you torture me dear vagina between my legs....
404 reads
2 Comments
EROTIC POEM
Published
26th Jun 2016 8:48pm
26th Jun 2016 8:48pm
"GINGER'S OBSESSION WITH RAPE" PART ONE
931 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
22nd Apr 2016 1:09am
22nd Apr 2016 1:09am
Haunting Element
Pushing forward with the energy of going back...
Thy hands are held only by side yet fears are at wars in menacing sins...
Honorable truth such respect is hold..
Fruitful lips all that is speak shall grow...
Pure, but bitter not all heard is beauti...
Truth be told honesty is more acceptable than gold...
Thy hands are held only by side yet fears are at wars in menacing sins...
Honorable truth such respect is hold..
Fruitful lips all that is speak shall grow...
Pure, but bitter not all heard is beauti...
Truth be told honesty is more acceptable than gold...
489 reads
4 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
30th Jan 2016 6:21pm
30th Jan 2016 6:21pm
Inside of Me
Not what you think but definitely what i had hope for..
during the news of your beginning..
i could not believe and almost fainted..
endless sick days and nights..
talking moon and haunted sunlight..
please make it stop..
not her but the feeling...
stressed with annoying depression..
am i dying on the inside or is this just my imagination..
flutters and spin smiling joy within..
no longer is there sorrow..
my sadness she has devour ..
i love you Shanielia......
during the news of your beginning..
i could not believe and almost fainted..
endless sick days and nights..
talking moon and haunted sunlight..
please make it stop..
not her but the feeling...
stressed with annoying depression..
am i dying on the inside or is this just my imagination..
flutters and spin smiling joy within..
no longer is there sorrow..
my sadness she has devour ..
i love you Shanielia......
568 reads
1 Comment
DARK POEM
Published
15th Aug 2015 00:24am
15th Aug 2015 00:24am
"Suffer In Silence"
Pitch black
nothings there
enemy blood thickens
shadow is everywhere
skins on floor
scabs on the wall
webs weaving in the darkness
whispers are near
cold breath and feeble voice
mouth haven open in months
a fictional creature that lies
in depth
not of them but was one of them
nothings there
enemy blood thickens
shadow is everywhere
skins on floor
scabs on the wall
webs weaving in the darkness
whispers are near
cold breath and feeble voice
mouth haven open in months
a fictional creature that lies
in depth
not of them but was one of them
566 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
30th Jul 2015 3:30am
30th Jul 2015 3:30am
A broken spirit
A broken spirit
Thoughts all around the constant need to share and be loved
These are her feelings
Blinding affection
Solitude love
Broken wings and tongue less lips
How can she go on?
A dark and lonely road she sets her heart on
She said “go get away from me I don’t need you”
It walks a long way
Then she asked “heart please come back”
It was too late
Unable to love like a mother suffocating her child...
Thoughts all around the constant need to share and be loved
These are her feelings
Blinding affection
Solitude love
Broken wings and tongue less lips
How can she go on?
A dark and lonely road she sets her heart on
She said “go get away from me I don’t need you”
It walks a long way
Then she asked “heart please come back”
It was too late
Unable to love like a mother suffocating her child...
533 reads
2 Comments
STORY POEM
Published
22nd Jun 2015 3:36am
22nd Jun 2015 3:36am
Diary of Amy Baits"
Diary of Amy Baits”
Endless battle with the thought that I’m forgetting myself...
At times I stare in the mirror, not please nor willing to face my reflection...
The fact I am a twisted knot with bows beneath,
I constantly yearn for my desires to be meet...
The days I’ve spent fantasizing about being rape and secretly enjoying it on the inside...
I think something is wrong with me,
For sex is only appealing by force in the dominance which I seek…
I fear that I might find it delightful that I was rape repeatedly...not that I’m complaining but the...
Endless battle with the thought that I’m forgetting myself...
At times I stare in the mirror, not please nor willing to face my reflection...
The fact I am a twisted knot with bows beneath,
I constantly yearn for my desires to be meet...
The days I’ve spent fantasizing about being rape and secretly enjoying it on the inside...
I think something is wrong with me,
For sex is only appealing by force in the dominance which I seek…
I fear that I might find it delightful that I was rape repeatedly...not that I’m complaining but the...
645 reads
3 Comments
DARK POEM
Published
28th Apr 2015 5:45pm
28th Apr 2015 5:45pm
The Steps I Took
I sat in the edge of darkness waiting for the light to somehow
Be turn on
How can the empty quietness utter so loudly..
I'm loosing my voice without no words
The cover has come over me..
doubts and hesitation steps heavily massaging my shoulders..
Somehow depression has comforted me over the years..
Allowing me to walk in its direction...
telling me I need the goth in me to rise and seek no friends...
But myself...
Be turn on
How can the empty quietness utter so loudly..
I'm loosing my voice without no words
The cover has come over me..
doubts and hesitation steps heavily massaging my shoulders..
Somehow depression has comforted me over the years..
Allowing me to walk in its direction...
telling me I need the goth in me to rise and seek no friends...
But myself...
623 reads
0 Comments
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