Submissions by Gg78 (let it be)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write because I have a lot to say. Some of it makes sense , and most only makes sense to me. I suck at spelling, oops. Read my work only if you want to. I'm not that good and most of my stuff is just about me xoxo Gigi
Could use some help
I don't know where I'm going with this
and I don't know why I wrote it it holds no truth.
wondering if anyone can make some sense of it make it their own idk just a thought
tattooed your name across my heart
for a fleeting look
a breath of my name upon your lips
instead you gave me
the white noise
of fingernails scraping it's chalkboard
!!!
That's that lol
and I don't know why I wrote it it holds no truth.
wondering if anyone can make some sense of it make it their own idk just a thought
tattooed your name across my heart
for a fleeting look
a breath of my name upon your lips
instead you gave me
the white noise
of fingernails scraping it's chalkboard
!!!
That's that lol
132 reads
20 Comments
Rat pack
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182 reads
20 Comments
Bullshit lines
Rip your heart out and plaster it on paper
let everyone read it
let everyone in
they can know you
relate to your pain
help with that error you did yesterday
they can even try and fix you
fuck they might want to be you
but those words you can change them
you can preach them and scream to the world about all that's wrong
and all the woes is you
But whatever happened to make you feel that way
Stays exactly the same !
no words can fix actions
no words can cover up pain
let everyone read it
let everyone in
they can know you
relate to your pain
help with that error you did yesterday
they can even try and fix you
fuck they might want to be you
but those words you can change them
you can preach them and scream to the world about all that's wrong
and all the woes is you
But whatever happened to make you feel that way
Stays exactly the same !
no words can fix actions
no words can cover up pain
150 reads
24 Comments
New restraints ( erotic collaboration challenge gg78 & crypticpoet)
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460 reads
11 Comments
His hands. (Sexual harassment challenge)
It does not matter what I say
or what I wear
how I look
he just wants me
maybe it's the perfume I wear
it can't be anything I've done
I give him no ideas
still he ogles my every move
sends me fuck letters
with tiny drawings of what he wishes could be
god please never let it be
because his hands have never touched me
yet I can feel the repulsive words all over
like its cutting through my flesh
I've cried for myself
for the memories he's brought back
and yet...
or what I wear
how I look
he just wants me
maybe it's the perfume I wear
it can't be anything I've done
I give him no ideas
still he ogles my every move
sends me fuck letters
with tiny drawings of what he wishes could be
god please never let it be
because his hands have never touched me
yet I can feel the repulsive words all over
like its cutting through my flesh
I've cried for myself
for the memories he's brought back
and yet...
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20 Comments
Surviver ( hemi challenge)
Bob and weave
can't take a punch
won't ruin my pretty face again
Keep my hands up
chin down
close one eye and swing
hit hard
hurt hard
don't lose control
I got this
duck
bob weave
punch left
punch right
don't sweat
fight hard
hurry times running out
suns going down
shadow is fading away
it can't win again
I won't hide behind it
I'll fight to my finish
bobbing and weaving
and punching through
the dark of the day
winning or bleeding ...
can't take a punch
won't ruin my pretty face again
Keep my hands up
chin down
close one eye and swing
hit hard
hurt hard
don't lose control
I got this
duck
bob weave
punch left
punch right
don't sweat
fight hard
hurry times running out
suns going down
shadow is fading away
it can't win again
I won't hide behind it
I'll fight to my finish
bobbing and weaving
and punching through
the dark of the day
winning or bleeding ...
131 reads
12 Comments
Gum and cigarette challenge by miss indie rose
He smelt of gum and cigarettes
finger tips stained yellow
and his tooth hangs on by a single root
he shed his skin
and put his bones to work
to stay clean and safe
to end up with cancer anyway
but he cares not for what we think
or how and when he will die
or for our perceived notion of "what a man should be"
hanging his head low
he can't look into the eyes of the alive
can you blame him?
finger tips stained yellow
and his tooth hangs on by a single root
he shed his skin
and put his bones to work
to stay clean and safe
to end up with cancer anyway
but he cares not for what we think
or how and when he will die
or for our perceived notion of "what a man should be"
hanging his head low
he can't look into the eyes of the alive
can you blame him?
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10 Comments
I'm warm. ( inspired by another poets awful situation of being stuck in a hospital)
I've walked those halls before
didn't care for it
had to watch a doctor tell my good friend
her little girl would never go home
her tears stained his scrubs
along with her daughters blood
she looked at me and just said no
please no
broke my heart
and then it broke my heart
to see her admitted the next day
said she swallowed a dozen pills
couldn't blame her
would've done the same thing
they sent her straight to the fifth floor
she'd be safe there
safer then being in...
didn't care for it
had to watch a doctor tell my good friend
her little girl would never go home
her tears stained his scrubs
along with her daughters blood
she looked at me and just said no
please no
broke my heart
and then it broke my heart
to see her admitted the next day
said she swallowed a dozen pills
couldn't blame her
would've done the same thing
they sent her straight to the fifth floor
she'd be safe there
safer then being in...
162 reads
22 Comments
Pig boy
was at the store yesterday
shopping for bread and eggs
spotted a little boy
looking into the freezer
he was concentrating so hard
thought his thoughts where written all on the meat
wiped his nose a time or two
with the back of his hand and stained fingers
no adults in sight
he looked over at me
but said nothing
so I went and joined him
felt odd staring at meat
it felt like I was looking into a cows nightmare
and a pigs dream
reached into my pocket and gave the boy a tissue...
shopping for bread and eggs
spotted a little boy
looking into the freezer
he was concentrating so hard
thought his thoughts where written all on the meat
wiped his nose a time or two
with the back of his hand and stained fingers
no adults in sight
he looked over at me
but said nothing
so I went and joined him
felt odd staring at meat
it felt like I was looking into a cows nightmare
and a pigs dream
reached into my pocket and gave the boy a tissue...
214 reads
26 Comments
Broken
It's easy to
say
I Love You
But
harder to
Keep You
say
I Love You
But
harder to
Keep You
179 reads
12 Comments
Bottom of a bottle
can't spit out what I feel
too many emotions
rolled into little ole me
i've tried talking to friends
even drunk myself into happiness
a thousand times in one week
only thing that did
was show me there is no truth at the end of a bottle
just a temporary fix
because when I looked in the mirror
it was the same old me
with the same old problems
and no solution
too many emotions
rolled into little ole me
i've tried talking to friends
even drunk myself into happiness
a thousand times in one week
only thing that did
was show me there is no truth at the end of a bottle
just a temporary fix
because when I looked in the mirror
it was the same old me
with the same old problems
and no solution
131 reads
15 Comments
I don't know really
We can sit here for hours
exchanging pleasantries
burning both ends of the candle
sipping our drink slow
to hold on to time
gazing up at the stars
never once looking into each others eyes
for eyes tell the truth
the windows to the soul
inside them hope can be seen
and dreams revealed
it's better that we stay focused
on the lies in our smiles
makes for an easier ending
exchanging pleasantries
burning both ends of the candle
sipping our drink slow
to hold on to time
gazing up at the stars
never once looking into each others eyes
for eyes tell the truth
the windows to the soul
inside them hope can be seen
and dreams revealed
it's better that we stay focused
on the lies in our smiles
makes for an easier ending
115 reads
16 Comments
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