Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
SkyeCebh
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
7th Jun 2019 10:22pm
Not anymore.
I Think my Time is Broken, Wingless.
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
Breathless, Exhausted.
Lost.
Overflown, Overwhelmed.
Forgotten.
Washed Away.
My Time is Broken and as I curl up, wrap my arms around myself, there is nothing whole, nothing solid. It is weeping sensations of pain; unholy corners of something unknown. A Fear of what used to be familiar. A Restlessness. I whisper a prayer to be relieved of my sadness, without a god that will listen, without any higher power that would care.
Rays of sun are shining through the small pieces...
#sadness
#grief
#heartbroken
#abuse
#hurt
58 reads
11 Comments
HowlingWhelms
Noire
Noire
Poem Published
7th Jun 2019 5:16am
7th Jun 2019 5:16am
Mental'space
if i undress'd for you,
my decorum will display
tears streaking across skin;
a colour palette of
neuro'aches pulsing beneath
your observance
telling all kept secrets in
which years has shared with
me.. .
my decorum will display
tears streaking across skin;
a colour palette of
neuro'aches pulsing beneath
your observance
telling all kept secrets in
which years has shared with
me.. .
#anxiety
#confessional
#FeelingLost
#sensual
#StreamOfConsciousness
94 reads
Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
6th Jun 2019 5:54pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully#2
At this point I was only laughing to myself in my head because the look on her face was shocked startled and also a little bit of embarrassed. I hadn’t even done anything to her the only thing I Had done was sit next to her and watch her work. Where she started I will say was the worst place she didn’t sketch it out first she just went straight in with the harsh black which is not the best place to start because you can’t fix it once it’s on. I told her that she ignored me. I watched her work for at least an hour and it didn’t turn out, if anything it turned out worse than I expected. At this...
#kindness
#strength
#bullying
#TimeHeals
#suffering
35 reads
2 Comments
Scarybutnotscared
Poem Published
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
6th Jun 2019 5:01pm
Unintentional confrontation of a bully #1
So this happened to me a couple years ago and every time I think about this situation I can’t help but smile. I want to tell someone about it, but I haven’t, I’m afraid that they wont understand or feel as empowered as I did and still do.
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
So here it goes. This is the history I have with her so you can really understand.
When I was in school kids like to spread rumors about everyone, I’m sure kids still do this but I’m not around to witness it this time. This new girl came to our school she wore big fake eye lashes and bright red lipstick and had already hit puberty so...
#kindness
#strength
#courage
#conflict
#bullying
29 reads
0 Comments
troublesome_98
Honey_
Honey_
Poem Published
5th Jun 2019 7:50am
5th Jun 2019 7:50am
Letter to My Unborn Child
As your life grows inside of mine, I feel a soul connection, a life long bind
And Even though to them I am sacrificing this life,
You are worth every inch of this human body of mine... I, Love you more than you will ever know
No bond will be greater than between you and your parent's souls
Daddy knows, just how many prayers it took for this seed to grow, how many seeds were sown...
I, Know how many times we rode up and down that lonely rode until The Most High brought us back home
Home,
Is growing you, my precious seed. And loving you like daddy loves me. ...
And Even though to them I am sacrificing this life,
You are worth every inch of this human body of mine... I, Love you more than you will ever know
No bond will be greater than between you and your parent's souls
Daddy knows, just how many prayers it took for this seed to grow, how many seeds were sown...
I, Know how many times we rode up and down that lonely rode until The Most High brought us back home
Home,
Is growing you, my precious seed. And loving you like daddy loves me. ...
#motherhood
#nostalgia
48 reads
2 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
4th Jun 2019 6:08am
4th Jun 2019 6:08am
Tepid is BS
Hmm. So. Whats new ?!
You pushed me away then, and still, 20 years later you can't find the words to reach me, other than we'll see how we go, and then you block me again because I don’t want your uncertainty and tepid approach to passion, love & desire.
Well. I don't wanna see how we go, when the heart wants what it wants but your dishonest lukewarm headfuckery is just that; headfuckery !
Evidently, you learnt the art of trashing my heart way back then, and you're still fucking doing it, without any fucking conscience, or care whatsoever.
...
You pushed me away then, and still, 20 years later you can't find the words to reach me, other than we'll see how we go, and then you block me again because I don’t want your uncertainty and tepid approach to passion, love & desire.
Well. I don't wanna see how we go, when the heart wants what it wants but your dishonest lukewarm headfuckery is just that; headfuckery !
Evidently, you learnt the art of trashing my heart way back then, and you're still fucking doing it, without any fucking conscience, or care whatsoever.
...
#hurt
76 reads
4 Comments
shadow_starzzz
Poem Published
2nd Jun 2019 11:24am
2nd Jun 2019 11:24am
Actions, speak louder than words...
If you have no intention with me, then please, sit the fuck down because you’re blocking the traffic that’s queued up behind you !
I don’t want words on a screen. I want you in my bed, and in my head after you have to go home. I want your soft whispers of reassurance after we’ve spent hours pleasuring one another, perhaps for days on end as we move beyond the clandestine.
Sighs.
If you wanted me, it wasn’t ever evident when reflecting upon the lack of opportunity to say “hello... how are you ?” or “hello... do you remember me ?”
or
...
I don’t want words on a screen. I want you in my bed, and in my head after you have to go home. I want your soft whispers of reassurance after we’ve spent hours pleasuring one another, perhaps for days on end as we move beyond the clandestine.
Sighs.
If you wanted me, it wasn’t ever evident when reflecting upon the lack of opportunity to say “hello... how are you ?” or “hello... do you remember me ?”
or
...
#anxiety
#love
#regret
#conflict
#disappointment
67 reads
4 Comments
Countrygirl96
Poem Published
31st May 2019 5:33am
31st May 2019 5:33am
Life Change
Today my life will change.
My life will change because two pink lines showed up on that test.
Confirming that I will be a new mommy coming next may.
This will be the fresh start I have been looking for.
I will raise this baby the way I feel I should have been raised.
I will protect him or her from the horrors I had to face.
I will let them be who they want to be and I will be proud.
I will be proud no matter what they do to be the one they call Mama.
If they become a doctor or a farmer I will stand up and say that's my Baby
That's the little...
My life will change because two pink lines showed up on that test.
Confirming that I will be a new mommy coming next may.
This will be the fresh start I have been looking for.
I will raise this baby the way I feel I should have been raised.
I will protect him or her from the horrors I had to face.
I will let them be who they want to be and I will be proud.
I will be proud no matter what they do to be the one they call Mama.
If they become a doctor or a farmer I will stand up and say that's my Baby
That's the little...
#love
#family
#uplifting
38 reads
3 Comments
Fivefoottwo
Poem Published
29th May 2019 6:16pm
29th May 2019 6:16pm
I'm legal
Yay!!!
That's right
I did the impossible.
And still here....
That's right
I did the impossible.
And still here....
#strength
25 reads
1 Comment
kilanti
Poem Published
29th May 2019 9:56am
29th May 2019 9:56am
Resisting a Rest
If I could have just one morning where I wake up
Without the worry of how to push my feelings away;
I’ll remember, if just a second,
what it’s like to be okay,
And for once I won’t have to lie
through the expressions on my face.
I always think about people dying,
Or what I’d regret choosing not to say
Because the reasons I cannot sleep at night
Are the reasons I cannot really live in the day.
Without the worry of how to push my feelings away;
I’ll remember, if just a second,
what it’s like to be okay,
And for once I won’t have to lie
through the expressions on my face.
I always think about people dying,
Or what I’d regret choosing not to say
Because the reasons I cannot sleep at night
Are the reasons I cannot really live in the day.
#anxiety
#night
#insomnia #sleep
#insomnia #sleep
56 reads
1 Comment
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
29th May 2019 9:43am
29th May 2019 9:43am
a thought
I’m Rubin Blue and I’m ill.
That’s the first time I’ve ever said that ‘out loud’ so to speak. Since a life changing over the last years, my life has been in a steady decline – my mental health has spiraled downward so rapidly that it has at times made me dizzy thinking about it. Yes, it has got better, thanks to classmates, some lecturers, and my new family.
It started gradually; depression and anxiety taking a grip on my life and slowly tightening the screws until I snapped. It became harder and harder to get out of the house, panic attacks were becoming as commonplace as...
That’s the first time I’ve ever said that ‘out loud’ so to speak. Since a life changing over the last years, my life has been in a steady decline – my mental health has spiraled downward so rapidly that it has at times made me dizzy thinking about it. Yes, it has got better, thanks to classmates, some lecturers, and my new family.
It started gradually; depression and anxiety taking a grip on my life and slowly tightening the screws until I snapped. It became harder and harder to get out of the house, panic attacks were becoming as commonplace as...
#depression
59 reads
5 Comments
blue2u
lostandhurt
lostandhurt
Poem Published
29th May 2019 9:37am
29th May 2019 9:37am
everybody hates me
I’m not good enough. My classmates hate me.
I don’t know what to do. WHY AM I HERE STILL?
I’m ready to give up. I am going to fail my degree.
That’s what I’ve been feeling these last few days, and but every human being on this planet goes through these periods of agony.
It doesn’t matter who you are. Being sound of mind doesn’t give you immunity from humanity.
During periods like these, I want to catapult myself into darkness and dark thoughts. And it doesn’t help that my voices remind me I am a loser.
One of the problems today is that people aren’t honest...
I don’t know what to do. WHY AM I HERE STILL?
I’m ready to give up. I am going to fail my degree.
That’s what I’ve been feeling these last few days, and but every human being on this planet goes through these periods of agony.
It doesn’t matter who you are. Being sound of mind doesn’t give you immunity from humanity.
During periods like these, I want to catapult myself into darkness and dark thoughts. And it doesn’t help that my voices remind me I am a loser.
One of the problems today is that people aren’t honest...
#depression
#loneliness
#MentalHealth
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DU Poetry : Non-Fiction Prose: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters (Page 2)
