I look back at youSee you standing there, no appealYou're looking at the past meNeither of what we see is realI'm staring at a ghostSomeone I'm pushing awayYou see who you thought you leftNeither the same as that dayNo more heartbreakNo more tearsNot for...
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A red moon behind me rises Turning my closing tear to bloodHead held up high in crisisFacing the setting sun, I scud Casting shadows tallOver the agone life-trainLife is a pendulous fallMaybe worth the pain Creatures of the night sparkEnticing, screaming...
Confessions of an Average Teenage Girl
This was very difficult to write and is even more so to post... please be gentle... no harshness...Sometimes I wanted to cut. I wanted to cut so deep I felt no more and needed no more. And sometimes I wanted to cut so deep I lived no more, but I didn't. I know now that's because I was strong- not saying others are weak, because they aren't- but at the...
I trundle through darkened halls again and again breaking free for a time never staying long in the light then plunge I do back into the gloom wandering in the past something I can not undo fear no I should not as I am accustomed been here many time why d...
Still On My Mind
A chronic pain.Acquiesced through silent passion An honest heart’s embrace Stoking the embers lying ashen A shadow too strong to face Regardless of a flame so strong Fickle time does not remain Condemning these feelings to prolong I find myself enchained Blessed indiffe...
Are we always to be ships passing in the night? Will you never forget the past and let us live? Do you ever expect to regret and make right? Or is your heart so deadened by pain to forgive? We are sharing a space but I live out of sight. You ignore my new...
The Mayan calendar says that the end is near.Maybe something we should watch and fear. Armageddon has been touted times, many past.Will tomorrow really end the world, be our last. My hopes are things do not take a turn, and end.But that folks around the w...
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We do things our own way,You're not part of it.We don't want you near us;Hide your freaking shit.You'll never fit in,Though we'll tell you, you will,Then we'll stab from behindAnd we'll kick 'til you're still.We'll tell you we're constant,And we won't be...
This poem only available on Stories SpaceEnveloped in the midnight velvet,Breezes sneaking through the pane,Breathing on the threadbare curtains,Whispers call me through the rain.Orange glows of street lamps shiningFill the air with silent cheer,But still...
Daisy Cottage
A look into the world of depression.We all have a home; a shell that we live in. For some, it is a mansion with Georgian pillars and lakes in the grounds. For others, it is a merry townhouse, near the shops where friends call every day and invite us to visit their homes, too. For some, they...
My Place
Old thoughts from an old man..My place is filled with happy things, It’s where I keep thoughts and wishes. Norman Rockwell scenes and summer nights, A place I seek for the safety it brings. In my place all things are alive and well, Like Wally and Ward and June Cleaver, And they reall...
Last time on Fate-al Attraction:"What do you want to know?" I asked He assessed me, probably wondering if the information he could get from me was reliable. After a minute, he replied, "Everything. From the beginning." I closed my eyes and said, "So it a...
We had a fight today
Abuse - I never know what to put in theseYou hit me again todayIt was over an unwashed plateIt stung and my face throbbed My teeth hurt where they had chattered hard together I said nothing and went to my room to cryYou grabbed me by my hair today And pulled me around the room Because you had a...