Submissions by EveAteRedApples
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Dear Rachael
I’ve been saying goodbye to sleep
and edible choices
it’s not the same now you’re gone
less a prison of four walls and a locked door
than the tragedy of your own mind
your tears run through the eye of the storm
amid the non-existent hurricane you’ve been driving though
swerving for the birds, screaming at them to stop
to stop stealing your thoughts
there’s a little girl without a mother
“she’s been seeing things [that aren’t there]”
bad men and a changeling faery story
her little girl is everywhere but in her head
...
and edible choices
it’s not the same now you’re gone
less a prison of four walls and a locked door
than the tragedy of your own mind
your tears run through the eye of the storm
amid the non-existent hurricane you’ve been driving though
swerving for the birds, screaming at them to stop
to stop stealing your thoughts
there’s a little girl without a mother
“she’s been seeing things [that aren’t there]”
bad men and a changeling faery story
her little girl is everywhere but in her head
...
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flatten the atmosphere
flatten the atmosphere
and we'll try and fill the spaces in between
you're not who I thought you were
your words stick in my memory
so hard to swallow
when you're lynching my breathe
in marijuana paranoia
I slid into the sarcastic night
like skinny dipping in the rain
easily and with a smile
while you reeked of insecurity
as my clenched fist playfully connected
with a pretty player’s face
I'm adrift in your haze reddened eyes
a crimson women at some moralistic low
when I thought you knew me better
than to believe...
and we'll try and fill the spaces in between
you're not who I thought you were
your words stick in my memory
so hard to swallow
when you're lynching my breathe
in marijuana paranoia
I slid into the sarcastic night
like skinny dipping in the rain
easily and with a smile
while you reeked of insecurity
as my clenched fist playfully connected
with a pretty player’s face
I'm adrift in your haze reddened eyes
a crimson women at some moralistic low
when I thought you knew me better
than to believe...
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strange little lies
we’re not as broken as we think we are
but when the lights go out, I’m still a bitch
a pretty little cock tease
a lonely little attention whore
I sleep to dream of you
I wake and search for your face
that will never lie beside mine
because attachment is a dirty word
we’re a friendship born of darkness
and a long list of medical words
that box us in and stamp us insane
I miss you, my non-lover
and the guilt vibrates my bones
with things I don’t understand
I fuck and leave
never letting the sunlight hit my...
but when the lights go out, I’m still a bitch
a pretty little cock tease
a lonely little attention whore
I sleep to dream of you
I wake and search for your face
that will never lie beside mine
because attachment is a dirty word
we’re a friendship born of darkness
and a long list of medical words
that box us in and stamp us insane
I miss you, my non-lover
and the guilt vibrates my bones
with things I don’t understand
I fuck and leave
never letting the sunlight hit my...
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it's not a mercy
he’s got a voice like darkness
that whispers a suicide pact in my ear
and in my younger years
I would have glorified that ending
in two guns and blood splattered on the walls
I can’t live for today
so let me live for tomorrow
where the sun might slip through the storm clouds
and light up the highway candles away from hell
I’m in and I’m under and I want to go home
to where the grass is still green
and the memories of the forgotten
are intact and remembered
there’s an angel in the snow
that’s...
that whispers a suicide pact in my ear
and in my younger years
I would have glorified that ending
in two guns and blood splattered on the walls
I can’t live for today
so let me live for tomorrow
where the sun might slip through the storm clouds
and light up the highway candles away from hell
I’m in and I’m under and I want to go home
to where the grass is still green
and the memories of the forgotten
are intact and remembered
there’s an angel in the snow
that’s...
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it's so dark inside
I dared to touch the blackness
and it stared right back into me
put a shadow on my soul
and left me breathless on the floor
it’s there during the sleepless nights
like a void in the ceiling
pulling my soul upwards and into what might be
hell
the blue sky swims with eternity
and my heartbeat stamps down erratically
in my chest
telling me to just look away
and still I stare up into the void
wondering how it got there
wondering why I am here
and how do I get there
because it's not a...
and it stared right back into me
put a shadow on my soul
and left me breathless on the floor
it’s there during the sleepless nights
like a void in the ceiling
pulling my soul upwards and into what might be
hell
the blue sky swims with eternity
and my heartbeat stamps down erratically
in my chest
telling me to just look away
and still I stare up into the void
wondering how it got there
wondering why I am here
and how do I get there
because it's not a...
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2nd cycle
by Eve and Nathaniel Daniels Danielson (noonenothingnone)
I’ve got you cut into my arm
bruised lips pressed hard against mine
cut under our own blades
hand around throat
soft
slowly tense
and feel you stiffen under the grip
gun barrel points towards heaven
nothing to the east
the sun is nothing
finger nails scarring flesh
pulling us closer
dizzy air and dripping lust
held tight in your embrace
don’t let go yet
I want the pure heat
no warmth
the sun is nothing to me
brand my skin...
I’ve got you cut into my arm
bruised lips pressed hard against mine
cut under our own blades
hand around throat
soft
slowly tense
and feel you stiffen under the grip
gun barrel points towards heaven
nothing to the east
the sun is nothing
finger nails scarring flesh
pulling us closer
dizzy air and dripping lust
held tight in your embrace
don’t let go yet
I want the pure heat
no warmth
the sun is nothing to me
brand my skin...
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take me into the abyss
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don't ask, don't tell
the things I hated
I’ve learned to love
wrapped up in my secret games
don’t ask
don’t ask
don’t ask
and today, like every other day
he didn’t ask
and I am saved from having
to bare my darkness
for his eyes to see
my desire to confess overpowered
only by my desire to hide
behind my defences
he’s a little lost boy
wandering alone in the dark
with more secrets then sense
and I’ve morphed into someone
I can’t bear to show him
just as he can't bear to show me
his darkness inside
we...
I’ve learned to love
wrapped up in my secret games
don’t ask
don’t ask
don’t ask
and today, like every other day
he didn’t ask
and I am saved from having
to bare my darkness
for his eyes to see
my desire to confess overpowered
only by my desire to hide
behind my defences
he’s a little lost boy
wandering alone in the dark
with more secrets then sense
and I’ve morphed into someone
I can’t bear to show him
just as he can't bear to show me
his darkness inside
we...
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Eden Furnace - Collaboration by Eve and noonenothingnone
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friends of convenience
all my new friends are bad for me
and I'm doing things because they're there to do
not because I really want to
I know you’re bad for me
tempting me into madness because you can
because I care to fall
and run wild through the streets
just because I can
I'm an empty vessel that wants to be filled up
with whatever seems to be hanging around
I want to fuck and write and mumble
my hate to the world in fiery whispers
burning from the tip of my cigarette
that I’ll put out on the hood of your car
that set...
and I'm doing things because they're there to do
not because I really want to
I know you’re bad for me
tempting me into madness because you can
because I care to fall
and run wild through the streets
just because I can
I'm an empty vessel that wants to be filled up
with whatever seems to be hanging around
I want to fuck and write and mumble
my hate to the world in fiery whispers
burning from the tip of my cigarette
that I’ll put out on the hood of your car
that set...
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you’re a mystery I’ll never grow bored of
I think about how long you’ve known me
and realise you don’t know me at all
it’s like we’re communing with blinkers on
only seeing what we want to see
only showing what we want to show
you had my heart
stole it still beating from my chest
and for all my love
I don’t know you at all
in the depravity of new revelations
I don’t want you to see me like this
because true love is a myth
and I fear you’d run
from the new person I’ve become
so keep your secrets, sweetheart
and I’ll keep mine
life is a little...
and realise you don’t know me at all
it’s like we’re communing with blinkers on
only seeing what we want to see
only showing what we want to show
you had my heart
stole it still beating from my chest
and for all my love
I don’t know you at all
in the depravity of new revelations
I don’t want you to see me like this
because true love is a myth
and I fear you’d run
from the new person I’ve become
so keep your secrets, sweetheart
and I’ll keep mine
life is a little...
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6 Comments
blackout
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6 Comments
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