Long Non-Fiction Prose
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Non-poetic writing including diary extracts, journal entries, letters, essays and art
Long poems (300 words or more), most recently posted poems first.
Forbidden Thoughts
As I sit at my window watching this winter storm, I am invaded by thoughts of my past and how things could have been. I think of a particular past lover, one who knew my body like it belonged to him. I used to write often of our trists, and naughty sessions. Looking back I'm thankful I never spoke of my feelings and played it cool. The more we met and talked, the more he had me falling for him. I, of course, never let him get even a clue. I didn't want to scare him, and I didn't want it to end.
I can tell you it's true, what they say about a Latino lover. You can't help but to...
I can tell you it's true, what they say about a Latino lover. You can't help but to...
#emotions
#gratitude
#happiness
#respect
#strength
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The No Bullshit Way to Being Positive
It's a dance for sure- the difference between ignoring your negative emotions unhealthily and facing them head on with authenticity and sincerity. The art of trusting your emotions are there for a reason vs projecting all your hurts onto others. These things can bleed into each other, but it comes with experience knowing how to navigate this complex issue.
Let's take self fulfilling prophecies for example. People often say "If you can't do something, you're right. If you can, you're also right." It is implying that positive thinking can lead to better outcomes in life and...
Let's take self fulfilling prophecies for example. People often say "If you can't do something, you're right. If you can, you're also right." It is implying that positive thinking can lead to better outcomes in life and...
#peace
#TimeHeals
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Daring To Be Negative
A big problem I face is having to soften up my words to make myself digestible to others. When honestly I have no capacity to be anything but authentic even if it stings.
A girl from that support group I dropped reached out to see if I need anything and wanted to connect on zoom. I said that's nice to hear, but that my problems are beyond anyone's help. I'm well aware of this, which is why I prefer to be alone. It's a necessity honestly. I knew it would be one day especially when people started finding out about the monster within.
I don't really talk on Facebook anymore...
A girl from that support group I dropped reached out to see if I need anything and wanted to connect on zoom. I said that's nice to hear, but that my problems are beyond anyone's help. I'm well aware of this, which is why I prefer to be alone. It's a necessity honestly. I knew it would be one day especially when people started finding out about the monster within.
I don't really talk on Facebook anymore...
#apathy
#dark
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Facing The Monster In The Mirror
Sometimes, I think when I look into the mirror, I won't find me. I'll find my mother the witch constantly manipulating my mind.
I don't have the outside world. All I have is inside here. Step inside, on Nancy Lane.
Where I wasn't just tortured and abused, but where my dead soul is.
All my friends left, and then, there's Josh, the silent angel watching over me. Josh was the only one from my past who tried to reach out and make things right.
Step inside Hell's Hotel, where the Princess of Hell and Earth must communicate with demons and perform spells...
I don't have the outside world. All I have is inside here. Step inside, on Nancy Lane.
Where I wasn't just tortured and abused, but where my dead soul is.
All my friends left, and then, there's Josh, the silent angel watching over me. Josh was the only one from my past who tried to reach out and make things right.
Step inside Hell's Hotel, where the Princess of Hell and Earth must communicate with demons and perform spells...
#dark
#fear
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Aioue - A Minimalist's Mainframe
Aioue (pronounced A-wah, with no emphasis on either syllable) is a way of seeing and living in the reality of the Source of all things. The word comes from the notion that it is made up entirely of vowels, which create the least amount of conscious intervention in the breath. Breath is a variation on a theme. For anything that grows it is the very definition of consciousness on any level. It is the eternal and the temporal residing in a one syllable word. Breath = Aioua
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
Life is re-animated when Aioua’s name enters again into you. It is spoken with every rhythmic cycle of breathing...
#God
#mythology
#TruthOfLife #universe
#TruthOfLife #universe
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Unbound
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#lover
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An Untold Love Story From Afar
While I do tend to caught up about experiences with Josh, I do wish to explore the magical depths of other unfinished relationships I've had in the past.
There was this one blonde haired guy I saw waiting in line for meds. We were at PETC. I saw him from afar, but from a momentary glance, I knew there was something about him that I wanted. I was friends with this girl who wanted to flirt with him while I quietly observed in the background. This girl soon formed a clique with this other girl, this guy, and that one guy I liked.
I felt intense pangs of jealousy for the...
There was this one blonde haired guy I saw waiting in line for meds. We were at PETC. I saw him from afar, but from a momentary glance, I knew there was something about him that I wanted. I was friends with this girl who wanted to flirt with him while I quietly observed in the background. This girl soon formed a clique with this other girl, this guy, and that one guy I liked.
I felt intense pangs of jealousy for the...
#ForbiddenLove
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Down The Rabbit Hole Of My Trauma And Nightmares (Chapter 2)
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#PTSD
#suffering
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Dear Sarah
Dear Sarah,
Every time I think I want to get over you, I stop and stare at the magnificent masterpiece you are. Every time your smile lights up a room and your jokes crack a laugh or two and how you inspire everyone around you with your words of wisdom.
How despite your darkness, you exude confidence and a sweet aura. How you're just like any other girl who gushes over fanfiction and cute boys, but your essence is not the same. You are as rare as Mew, childlike yet free spirited deep thinker. Unique yet humble. Not trying to be different yet naturally is different....
Every time I think I want to get over you, I stop and stare at the magnificent masterpiece you are. Every time your smile lights up a room and your jokes crack a laugh or two and how you inspire everyone around you with your words of wisdom.
How despite your darkness, you exude confidence and a sweet aura. How you're just like any other girl who gushes over fanfiction and cute boys, but your essence is not the same. You are as rare as Mew, childlike yet free spirited deep thinker. Unique yet humble. Not trying to be different yet naturally is different....
#SelfDiscovery
#SelfReflection
#SelfWorth
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Why I Quit 4 Year College
Onto another subject. Because I need a temporary break sometimes from talking about my twin flame. While I no longer shy away from the need to process, I understand the importance of acknowledging other parts of my journey. Because trust me, there are many, and one has to do with something many people pursue.
For many, college is essential. It is the backbone of their success in careers and making necessary connections.
For me, it is not. College has long overdue its purpose in my life.
My college history started right after I graduated high school. I was like...
For many, college is essential. It is the backbone of their success in careers and making necessary connections.
For me, it is not. College has long overdue its purpose in my life.
My college history started right after I graduated high school. I was like...
#LifeChangingMoment
#LifeGoals
#PersonalGrowth
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My Biggest Fear
My Biggest Fear
I'm still not writing my novel. I only finished that novelette a while back.
And I'm afraid of letting the love I felt for Josh in. Afraid of seeming crazy.
Afraid most importantly of his potential rejection. I think about it a lot, and I just can't help it.
I trust that I'm feeling this way for a reason, and I honor it. Because if I don't honor it, I will fall into the trap of perfectionism which leads to my self harm cycle. I'll want to hit myself and hurt myself for not doing things perfectly. Which is why I allow negative...
I'm still not writing my novel. I only finished that novelette a while back.
And I'm afraid of letting the love I felt for Josh in. Afraid of seeming crazy.
Afraid most importantly of his potential rejection. I think about it a lot, and I just can't help it.
I trust that I'm feeling this way for a reason, and I honor it. Because if I don't honor it, I will fall into the trap of perfectionism which leads to my self harm cycle. I'll want to hit myself and hurt myself for not doing things perfectly. Which is why I allow negative...
#ForbiddenLove
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Ever Year Is A Piece Of Shit
The faded yellow light of the room bears relentlessly down on me in the last minutes of the year. The soft greys and blacks of my desktop's dark mode seem like a good - but not perfect - metaphor for the colors with which I've painted my life for years now. And just as I'm cooling off from another frustrating and utterly pointless game in which I can barely achieve anything above average, I realize once again just how much I hate everything.
I would blame it all on the year before, or on the year before that. I'm trying to pinpoint a moment when the crisis began - when the boulder...
I would blame it all on the year before, or on the year before that. I'm trying to pinpoint a moment when the crisis began - when the boulder...
#depression
#despair
#humankind
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