Submissions by Atropabelladonna (Atro)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I used to be a good writer in my own mind I guess. Something died inside me when I lost my whole family and I tried to commit suicide. If you can love, love hard.
You...
In the mirror looking at what I can't see;
Feeling of full knowing you have never left me.
A place that I can always see you when I need;
The memory of you in my heart is how I bleed.
Every minute scratched into my vein;
It's the reason I have gone insane.
I can't replace you even if I tried;
Many times I have drained you as I cried.
I lay awake at night and think of the past;
Now knowing why we couldn't last.
I was in love; just as much now;
You never felt the same no matter how...
My memories of you will stay the same;...
Feeling of full knowing you have never left me.
A place that I can always see you when I need;
The memory of you in my heart is how I bleed.
Every minute scratched into my vein;
It's the reason I have gone insane.
I can't replace you even if I tried;
Many times I have drained you as I cried.
I lay awake at night and think of the past;
Now knowing why we couldn't last.
I was in love; just as much now;
You never felt the same no matter how...
My memories of you will stay the same;...
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Error
Error is a supposition that pleasure and pain, that intelligence, substance, life, are existent in matter. Error is neither Mind nor one of Mind's faculties. Error is the contradiction of Truth. Error is a belief without understanding. Error is unreal because untrue. It is that which stemma to be and is not. If error were true, its truth would be error, and we should have a self-evident absurdity --namely, erroneous truth. Thus we should continue to lose the standard of Truth.
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The event
Staring into the event horizon;
Anticipation slowly rising.
Getting lost is not hard to do;
The path it travels: having no clue.
The medium is never to be seen;
If you had my eyes you would know what I mean.
Twisted colors only to make one;
This is how it all begun.
Gazing at the reflection of this abyss;
Once you've seen it: you too would miss.
Deep, cloudy, and captivating skies;
This is what it's like to get lost in her eyes.
Anticipation slowly rising.
Getting lost is not hard to do;
The path it travels: having no clue.
The medium is never to be seen;
If you had my eyes you would know what I mean.
Twisted colors only to make one;
This is how it all begun.
Gazing at the reflection of this abyss;
Once you've seen it: you too would miss.
Deep, cloudy, and captivating skies;
This is what it's like to get lost in her eyes.
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Daydream and a nighttime wish
She put a smile upon my face;
Just because she filled me with her grace.
Never did I know if her mind would acknowledge me;
The next step is...can she still see me?
Too many memories to calculate;
Too many passions that were great.
Hours that we played our part;
Lips in pucker like something tart.
Even though words were on page;
A lot of feelings was uncaged.
No words were ever said;
I could still hear her voice inside my head.
A smile filled my heart of lost;
It came to me without any cost.
Once again I see sun thru the...
Just because she filled me with her grace.
Never did I know if her mind would acknowledge me;
The next step is...can she still see me?
Too many memories to calculate;
Too many passions that were great.
Hours that we played our part;
Lips in pucker like something tart.
Even though words were on page;
A lot of feelings was uncaged.
No words were ever said;
I could still hear her voice inside my head.
A smile filled my heart of lost;
It came to me without any cost.
Once again I see sun thru the...
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Just sad
This pill now;
This pill next;
Two pills as breakfast.
This one with food;
This one without;
This one calms you down;
This one so you don't shout.
Numb this feeling of despair;
This one is for anger;
This one is for when you care.
This has a side effect; do take this one too!
If you sleep to much...it's not for you.
It might make you twitch and even shake;
Don't worry about being half baked.
These are up, those are down;
this one you'll fly, the other your on the ground.
I came to...
This pill next;
Two pills as breakfast.
This one with food;
This one without;
This one calms you down;
This one so you don't shout.
Numb this feeling of despair;
This one is for anger;
This one is for when you care.
This has a side effect; do take this one too!
If you sleep to much...it's not for you.
It might make you twitch and even shake;
Don't worry about being half baked.
These are up, those are down;
this one you'll fly, the other your on the ground.
I came to...
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Will you???
I spend my days going by;
Wondering what if I would die.
Would their be things I left undone?
Would I matter to anyone?
I will write a letter that the one can read;
To understand why I had to bleed.
All of this pain and despair;
That this life was too unfair...
Salutations:
Do not cry over me; this is the way it has to be. I have always told you to live like your last. Try to have fun, and make it a blast. I hope that you don't feel that it is your fault. You helped me find everything I sought. I know that you may miss that; text, that...
Wondering what if I would die.
Would their be things I left undone?
Would I matter to anyone?
I will write a letter that the one can read;
To understand why I had to bleed.
All of this pain and despair;
That this life was too unfair...
Salutations:
Do not cry over me; this is the way it has to be. I have always told you to live like your last. Try to have fun, and make it a blast. I hope that you don't feel that it is your fault. You helped me find everything I sought. I know that you may miss that; text, that...
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Colored people
Dark is dark: light is light;
Their are many skin tones that are alike.
Some are white and tan;
No matter if your a girl or a man.
Some will turn red when they burn;
Some will turn blue when the winter may return;
They will turn white when we die;
Some will turn grey like you and I.
So before you use the words "colored people" and think it through;
Think about the ones who turn red and blue.
Their is nothing about ones race;
For we both live in GODs place.
To be a racist, is to be the Anti-Christ.
We should...
Their are many skin tones that are alike.
Some are white and tan;
No matter if your a girl or a man.
Some will turn red when they burn;
Some will turn blue when the winter may return;
They will turn white when we die;
Some will turn grey like you and I.
So before you use the words "colored people" and think it through;
Think about the ones who turn red and blue.
Their is nothing about ones race;
For we both live in GODs place.
To be a racist, is to be the Anti-Christ.
We should...
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A test ( Reposted )
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you be true?
Or perhaps ask you name everything you can do?
Maybe would you love me forever?
Or will you hurt me; would it say never?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you break my heart?
Or perhaps could you fix me: or tear me apart?
Maybe if we were in public; would you only see me?
Or if you heart had a lock; would you give me the key?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will I always have a cold hand?
Or perhaps if I fell...
Would it ask you; will you be true?
Or perhaps ask you name everything you can do?
Maybe would you love me forever?
Or will you hurt me; would it say never?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will you break my heart?
Or perhaps could you fix me: or tear me apart?
Maybe if we were in public; would you only see me?
Or if you heart had a lock; would you give me the key?
What if thier was a test for love?
Would it ask you; will I always have a cold hand?
Or perhaps if I fell...
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HELL ON EARTH
Note to reader. You may have to do some research on this write. For I can not post all of these pictures. Then it will make alot more sense. How far are you willing to know some knowledge?
H E L L O N E A R T H
HIS COMING SHALL BE FORETOLD...
a chemical factory in the Netherlands. It took 150 firefighters to put out the flames, and while the plant burned completely to the ground, no injuries were recorded despite the toxic fumes.
HIS SHADOW SHALL BLOCK THE SKY...
a volcanic eruption at Fimmvorduhals in Iceland.
THE...
H E L L O N E A R T H
HIS COMING SHALL BE FORETOLD...
a chemical factory in the Netherlands. It took 150 firefighters to put out the flames, and while the plant burned completely to the ground, no injuries were recorded despite the toxic fumes.
HIS SHADOW SHALL BLOCK THE SKY...
a volcanic eruption at Fimmvorduhals in Iceland.
THE...
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You, Me, and We ( Reposted )
My pen has bled for many days
Writing to empty myself in many ways
I have said so many things
Some happy; some sad
I think some good things, maybe some bad
I came to you all broken and torn
I had no other place to morn
We write, we read, again we write
Understanding peoples feelings that aren't in sight
We comment, we post, hell we even reply
Some say good, others bad, maybe nice try
We bring our thoughts to this page
From firery sex to extreme rage
I use to think I was all alone
After a few poems I was...
Writing to empty myself in many ways
I have said so many things
Some happy; some sad
I think some good things, maybe some bad
I came to you all broken and torn
I had no other place to morn
We write, we read, again we write
Understanding peoples feelings that aren't in sight
We comment, we post, hell we even reply
Some say good, others bad, maybe nice try
We bring our thoughts to this page
From firery sex to extreme rage
I use to think I was all alone
After a few poems I was...
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Figuring it out
I stare at this empty page;
Not one single thought of rage.
Flowing lines consume this processed wood;
Trying to write down everything that I could.
I hate it when I have to think;
Staring at the mirror; hands placed on the sink.
Just wondering why I feel so empty inside;
Why do I recluse when there is so much world outside?
Still filling this page with inkish blood from of a pen;
To ease my pain; it what I try to pretend.
He mixes truth with lies;
Like stars in daylight in our skies.
I must follow what is there...
Not one single thought of rage.
Flowing lines consume this processed wood;
Trying to write down everything that I could.
I hate it when I have to think;
Staring at the mirror; hands placed on the sink.
Just wondering why I feel so empty inside;
Why do I recluse when there is so much world outside?
Still filling this page with inkish blood from of a pen;
To ease my pain; it what I try to pretend.
He mixes truth with lies;
Like stars in daylight in our skies.
I must follow what is there...
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Not just yet
I've decided to say after yesterday;
For some reason I still have alot to say.
It may be kind; it may be wise;
It may be heaven or hell; maybe between her thoughts.
I will not give in to my own loss
It would be to valuable at some others cost.
I really don't know what has changed in my view;
For I have feel in love with words from all of you.
You have picked me up when I have falling down;
You have spoke to me when I had no sound.
I will stay here has long has I haven friends;
For it is your words of kindness that mends.
Thank you my...
For some reason I still have alot to say.
It may be kind; it may be wise;
It may be heaven or hell; maybe between her thoughts.
I will not give in to my own loss
It would be to valuable at some others cost.
I really don't know what has changed in my view;
For I have feel in love with words from all of you.
You have picked me up when I have falling down;
You have spoke to me when I had no sound.
I will stay here has long has I haven friends;
For it is your words of kindness that mends.
Thank you my...
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