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
10th Nov 2014 6:59pm
10th Nov 2014 6:59pm
"Down"
Days like these I can feel the walls closing in
air seems limited
as my body begins to turn skin into scars
daylight destroys me
while I hide in the nights darkness
sigh and wonder
outcast is my gender
life is my enemy
sorrow is my torture
eyes no longer see
but is clouded by a puddle
hate and aggression
pain without pleasure
somehow the end never change
only seen as a different picture..
air seems limited
as my body begins to turn skin into scars
daylight destroys me
while I hide in the nights darkness
sigh and wonder
outcast is my gender
life is my enemy
sorrow is my torture
eyes no longer see
but is clouded by a puddle
hate and aggression
pain without pleasure
somehow the end never change
only seen as a different picture..
565 reads
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DARK POEM
Published
5th Nov 2014 5:18pm
5th Nov 2014 5:18pm
"Today Is The End"
Today Is The End”
Not just another story from a suicidal girl..
Not just another cry for help..
No one should care because no one knows anyone..
It’s true what they say life’s a trip…
But my trip is soon to be over..
I never understood why others kill themself…
Until now standing over the egde of brooklyn bridge…
I don’t know what I’m living for anymore…
Nothing seems to matter not even expensive shoes and perfume…
Why do I make it my torture to force myself each morning into a empty life..
Fake faces and smile I’m disgusted by the lies.....
Not just another story from a suicidal girl..
Not just another cry for help..
No one should care because no one knows anyone..
It’s true what they say life’s a trip…
But my trip is soon to be over..
I never understood why others kill themself…
Until now standing over the egde of brooklyn bridge…
I don’t know what I’m living for anymore…
Nothing seems to matter not even expensive shoes and perfume…
Why do I make it my torture to force myself each morning into a empty life..
Fake faces and smile I’m disgusted by the lies.....
650 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
21st Oct 2014 2:15pm
21st Oct 2014 2:15pm
"A Slave Story"
A Slave Story”
Days like these I wish I wasn’t a slave..
All the wasted space my feet seem to pass with these shackles..
How I would love to run away into the heart of the land ..
Letting go of the wips behind my back ...
Telling my master you do this and you do that..
The lies of escaping one day still remains..
Yet I sleep on the stench of stale corpses…
Hoping for all of this to end …
Praying for all this to start over with a new beginning..
Days like these I wish I wasn’t a slave..
All the wasted space my feet seem to pass with these shackles..
How I would love to run away into the heart of the land ..
Letting go of the wips behind my back ...
Telling my master you do this and you do that..
The lies of escaping one day still remains..
Yet I sleep on the stench of stale corpses…
Hoping for all of this to end …
Praying for all this to start over with a new beginning..
770 reads
4 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Oct 2014 4:08pm
15th Oct 2014 4:08pm
"The Plastics"
The Plastics”
Call it the cut above the edge …
Style without smiles. ..
His knife wears his back pocket…
Who do you think he’s trying to be ..
The boy behind the man…
Slick shades eyes seemingly wasted , he could careless..
Play the music of numb fingers prentending to play the guitar …
Who are you? on the streets he hides his lie…
Ciagarettes that smoke loosely in mouth ..
The boy that cries at night is no different from the man who laughs to hide his pain..
Why would you be afraid to be who you are..
Coolness is nothing...
Call it the cut above the edge …
Style without smiles. ..
His knife wears his back pocket…
Who do you think he’s trying to be ..
The boy behind the man…
Slick shades eyes seemingly wasted , he could careless..
Play the music of numb fingers prentending to play the guitar …
Who are you? on the streets he hides his lie…
Ciagarettes that smoke loosely in mouth ..
The boy that cries at night is no different from the man who laughs to hide his pain..
Why would you be afraid to be who you are..
Coolness is nothing...
640 reads
2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
7th Oct 2014 7:33pm
7th Oct 2014 7:33pm
"Questions Without Answers"
I fit in no where..
No where fits me..
Where do I belong ..
I belong where no one hides..
I’m tired of dark faces telling me a lies..
You're all the same except me..
I stand alone in all..
Only I can forgive me..
I can see their faces layed out like a sheet..
They expose their inside to me …
Hoping I would reveal mine , but I don’t ..
I have lived over decades ..
In search of a place called belongings …
A place where im not written as an error but has an valued tresure…
Still I live in the unrest pity and self disgust of an not so...
No where fits me..
Where do I belong ..
I belong where no one hides..
I’m tired of dark faces telling me a lies..
You're all the same except me..
I stand alone in all..
Only I can forgive me..
I can see their faces layed out like a sheet..
They expose their inside to me …
Hoping I would reveal mine , but I don’t ..
I have lived over decades ..
In search of a place called belongings …
A place where im not written as an error but has an valued tresure…
Still I live in the unrest pity and self disgust of an not so...
795 reads
6 Comments
ANGER POEM
Published
22nd Sep 2014 8:16pm
22nd Sep 2014 8:16pm
“Letter Of Complaint”
Letter Of Complaint”
Dear life,
How are you ? I see that you’re doing well . Alive and always will be.
I’m writing this letter to inform you that ..
My walls are decaying & I no longer feel..
What pain I have inside of me , I blame you..
How can you be so cruel ..
Yet not all sorrows shed the same..
Why can’t I get a break from your constant Mysery..
Aches which make broken bones look like fractures
Life! if you are hearing me ..
I am tired of all my despises you brought on me..
I despise too much yet the hate is...
Dear life,
How are you ? I see that you’re doing well . Alive and always will be.
I’m writing this letter to inform you that ..
My walls are decaying & I no longer feel..
What pain I have inside of me , I blame you..
How can you be so cruel ..
Yet not all sorrows shed the same..
Why can’t I get a break from your constant Mysery..
Aches which make broken bones look like fractures
Life! if you are hearing me ..
I am tired of all my despises you brought on me..
I despise too much yet the hate is...
773 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
21st Sep 2014 3:46pm
21st Sep 2014 3:46pm
“My Secret Crush”
My Secret Crush”
“Crushing My Secret”
The Man that I fell for , or should I say I have a crush on ..
I’m lost in my own self with only him..
Pretending to hate the Man I wish I had..
I hate that I would do anything for him..
I’m safe now without him knowing..
My heart weeps for the pain of not being with him..
I’m crazy … I wonder how this had happen to me..
The first time I saw him I thought who is this Man..
His face that of an angry dog ..
His eyes as bright as the sea shining at midnight..
I despise him at first for his...
“Crushing My Secret”
The Man that I fell for , or should I say I have a crush on ..
I’m lost in my own self with only him..
Pretending to hate the Man I wish I had..
I hate that I would do anything for him..
I’m safe now without him knowing..
My heart weeps for the pain of not being with him..
I’m crazy … I wonder how this had happen to me..
The first time I saw him I thought who is this Man..
His face that of an angry dog ..
His eyes as bright as the sea shining at midnight..
I despise him at first for his...
1087 reads
6 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Sep 2014 6:29pm
17th Sep 2014 6:29pm
“Pain Behind Shades”
A life that is truly despise ..
Closing your eyes to hide your faults & feelings ..
The glasses doesn’t help..
It doesn’t work ..
Why frame the pain to keep it inside..
Why cover your emotions with an old rag ..
To distract the fact that your eyes may reveal your secrets ..
You seem weak when the entire world knows what’s happening..
How they look at you with pity ..
Just smile away the scar filled stain..
In the morning is just another day ..
Of a truly despise life
Behind the shades..
Closing your eyes to hide your faults & feelings ..
The glasses doesn’t help..
It doesn’t work ..
Why frame the pain to keep it inside..
Why cover your emotions with an old rag ..
To distract the fact that your eyes may reveal your secrets ..
You seem weak when the entire world knows what’s happening..
How they look at you with pity ..
Just smile away the scar filled stain..
In the morning is just another day ..
Of a truly despise life
Behind the shades..
709 reads
2 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Sep 2014 7:07pm
15th Sep 2014 7:07pm
"Self Exposed"
We are all journalist telling a story to gain ones friendship
Why should I expose myself to you
Given that I have already shared my opinion with you
Should I throw away all my secrets
Allowing you to walk upon them how you please
Let there be an awkward silence for us to think and reflect
I am not afraid to face myself
To think about who I am or once was
Then again if I don’t share my life I am unable to be your friend
Is it mandatory to cut away my already shattered flesh & skin
In order for you to take a glimpse into my...
Why should I expose myself to you
Given that I have already shared my opinion with you
Should I throw away all my secrets
Allowing you to walk upon them how you please
Let there be an awkward silence for us to think and reflect
I am not afraid to face myself
To think about who I am or once was
Then again if I don’t share my life I am unable to be your friend
Is it mandatory to cut away my already shattered flesh & skin
In order for you to take a glimpse into my...
674 reads
4 Comments
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