Submissions by RedeemingMisfit (BrokenRedemption)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Why sould it matter how i appear, the point is strictly that im hear. I write cause a can no excuse really needed, Creativity sang and its call i heeded. I'm Khloey, from Oz. I live to create. Inbox me a subject i bet i can belt out a poem. Cheers!
DARK POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 5:45pm
28th Aug 2014 5:45pm
Requiem
Death and decay rotting of the flesh,
The earth swallowing me whole and feeding off my mess.
No song is sung to say goodbye,
On a bed of dirt is where I lie.
Eyes closed as if I were in sleep,
Across my corpse the bugs will creep.
No hymnal is chorused to bid farewell,
Deep into the ground so far I have fell.
Arms folded over my unmoving chest,
Too my forehead my last rights are pressed.
No lullaby is whispered to mourn the dead,
A pillow of soil to cradle my head.
Skin to ashes and bone to dust,
Unmarked grave No headstone,...
The earth swallowing me whole and feeding off my mess.
No song is sung to say goodbye,
On a bed of dirt is where I lie.
Eyes closed as if I were in sleep,
Across my corpse the bugs will creep.
No hymnal is chorused to bid farewell,
Deep into the ground so far I have fell.
Arms folded over my unmoving chest,
Too my forehead my last rights are pressed.
No lullaby is whispered to mourn the dead,
A pillow of soil to cradle my head.
Skin to ashes and bone to dust,
Unmarked grave No headstone,...
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SELF POEM
Published
28th Aug 2014 5:15pm
28th Aug 2014 5:15pm
Darkness
It's a vast feeling of nothing surrounding a troubled mind,
A soul with No light and No reason to be kind.
A broken whisper that somehow manages to echo,
The feeling like everything else is as high as you are low.
A place where fears are born and nightmares are made,
And the stupidest of plans are regrettably laid.
Every sound is painfully amplified,
Like the beating of bats wings or the breaking of a tide.
An eerie peace night seems to bring,
It seems peculiar to think such a thing.
But in the dead of darkness where light can't be found,...
A soul with No light and No reason to be kind.
A broken whisper that somehow manages to echo,
The feeling like everything else is as high as you are low.
A place where fears are born and nightmares are made,
And the stupidest of plans are regrettably laid.
Every sound is painfully amplified,
Like the beating of bats wings or the breaking of a tide.
An eerie peace night seems to bring,
It seems peculiar to think such a thing.
But in the dead of darkness where light can't be found,...
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FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
20th Aug 2014 5:40pm
20th Aug 2014 5:40pm
Stranger!
She sits alone. No one approaches her, they watch with cautious interest but they don't make a move towards her. Her hair cascades dark down her back, her make up is black and makes her green eyes shine through more clear then any surface. Water in her eyes run slowly down her cheeks pulling her make up with it smearing a cloudy line down her porcelain face. No one sees her tears though they are hidden by her hair by her pride by her lies of 'I'm Okay'. The sleeves of her hoodie are down her arm the cuff held at her knuckles. Pain Sears she knows what it is from. If only someone else did....
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LOVE POEM
Published
18th Aug 2014 6:44pm
18th Aug 2014 6:44pm
Mother's Day
I dream about you all the time,
Would your eyes have been blue or brown like mine?
What colour would your hair have been,
Would you have been every mother's dream?
When you grew up a little what games would you play,
Would you have stayed inside or be out in the day?
What spread would you have prefered on your toast,
What flavour ice cream would you have liked most?
Would we be close when you were all grown up,
When you were No longer mummies sweet little pup?
What kind of girl would you have asked to be your wife,
Who would you have asked...
Would your eyes have been blue or brown like mine?
What colour would your hair have been,
Would you have been every mother's dream?
When you grew up a little what games would you play,
Would you have stayed inside or be out in the day?
What spread would you have prefered on your toast,
What flavour ice cream would you have liked most?
Would we be close when you were all grown up,
When you were No longer mummies sweet little pup?
What kind of girl would you have asked to be your wife,
Who would you have asked...
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DARK POEM
Published
10th Aug 2014 6:06pm
10th Aug 2014 6:06pm
Silent
You attacked me with taint
As i wanted to faint
You like to play
The sacred saint
When no ones around
You draw that sound
That strangled cry
That you were pleased you found
I am red with shame
From you twisted game
Cant tell a soul
Cant speak your name
No longer your prisoner of hate
But still the fear does sedate
Noone knows but you and me
The things you did to humiliate
As i wanted to faint
You like to play
The sacred saint
When no ones around
You draw that sound
That strangled cry
That you were pleased you found
I am red with shame
From you twisted game
Cant tell a soul
Cant speak your name
No longer your prisoner of hate
But still the fear does sedate
Noone knows but you and me
The things you did to humiliate
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
10th Aug 2014 4:46pm
10th Aug 2014 4:46pm
Anxiety
It becomes all consuming when it take over your mind,
Try to take a breathe but one you just cant find.
Hiperventilating like your lungs are shutting down,
Try to make a movement but fixed to the ground.
Skin gets cold and clammy as your heart begins to race,
Mouth goes dry as you try to rid it of its bad taste.
Vision begins to blur and you can't see a thing,
Begin to fall to peices as your ears start to ring.
Hands start to sweat and you lose all your grip,
Bile rises in you throat and your stomach begins to flip.
Knees get weak can't hold...
Try to take a breathe but one you just cant find.
Hiperventilating like your lungs are shutting down,
Try to make a movement but fixed to the ground.
Skin gets cold and clammy as your heart begins to race,
Mouth goes dry as you try to rid it of its bad taste.
Vision begins to blur and you can't see a thing,
Begin to fall to peices as your ears start to ring.
Hands start to sweat and you lose all your grip,
Bile rises in you throat and your stomach begins to flip.
Knees get weak can't hold...
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SELF POEM
Published
6th Aug 2014 4:46pm
6th Aug 2014 4:46pm
What Was My Fate?
What if I acted just like a circus clown,
Looked like an idiot while I jumped up and down.
What if I acted just like an errant child,
Threw God awful tantrums and refused to smile
When I tore up my throat and began to shout,
What if I had of torn my lungs right out?
what if I had stumbled and started to slip,
What if I had began to fall and started to tip?
What if I had of killed myself five years ago,
Taken my life and stopped the flow.
What if I had of succeeded in dying that day,
When I tied my self to the roof and started to sway.
...
Looked like an idiot while I jumped up and down.
What if I acted just like an errant child,
Threw God awful tantrums and refused to smile
When I tore up my throat and began to shout,
What if I had of torn my lungs right out?
what if I had stumbled and started to slip,
What if I had began to fall and started to tip?
What if I had of killed myself five years ago,
Taken my life and stopped the flow.
What if I had of succeeded in dying that day,
When I tied my self to the roof and started to sway.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
6th Aug 2014 4:20pm
6th Aug 2014 4:20pm
I Wish I Could Hate You
There I go again,
Thoughts of you dancing in my head.
Why can't I stop, why do you push your self in?
Is there any possible way to stop you from winning?
I see your face in the sweetest dreams,
I wake up sweating, coming apart at the seams.
I wish I could stop, I wish you would go away,
Too dream of something, anything else this I pray.
I drives me crazy the questions you make me ask,
It was so long ago is so far in the past.
I had you once and you let me go,
It seems you still effect me though.
I was a stupid little girl when you held...
Thoughts of you dancing in my head.
Why can't I stop, why do you push your self in?
Is there any possible way to stop you from winning?
I see your face in the sweetest dreams,
I wake up sweating, coming apart at the seams.
I wish I could stop, I wish you would go away,
Too dream of something, anything else this I pray.
I drives me crazy the questions you make me ask,
It was so long ago is so far in the past.
I had you once and you let me go,
It seems you still effect me though.
I was a stupid little girl when you held...
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ANGER POEM
Published
2nd Aug 2014 2:09am
2nd Aug 2014 2:09am
F**k You
For every tear that ran down my face,
For every step I took to replace.
For every time you fucked with my head,
For the times I cried in bed.
For every lie in which you spoke,
For every tear you made my choke.
For every hand that you placed on me,
For every chain not broken free.
For every day I lost thanks to you,
For every promise you said was true.
For every vow in which you did fake,
For every sin in which you did partake.
For every time that I cried,
For every effort I have tried.
For all the pain in which you put me...
For every step I took to replace.
For every time you fucked with my head,
For the times I cried in bed.
For every lie in which you spoke,
For every tear you made my choke.
For every hand that you placed on me,
For every chain not broken free.
For every day I lost thanks to you,
For every promise you said was true.
For every vow in which you did fake,
For every sin in which you did partake.
For every time that I cried,
For every effort I have tried.
For all the pain in which you put me...
148 reads
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Jul 2014 2:35pm
31st Jul 2014 2:35pm
Jack and Sally
Pumpkin king lord of nightmares,
Made in a lab full of cuts and tears.
Misunderstood father of the night,
Rebellious child putting up a fight.
Vision's of death, terror and decay,
Picturing a winter wonderland where children play.
Wanting to be loved by the man of her dreams,
Expected to be a creature of terrified screams.
Wanting more out of death than fear and woe,
Escaping her maker who won't let her grow.
Questioning his assumed devious power,
Trying to be more then a girl locked in a tower.
Stranger's once growing closer to...
Made in a lab full of cuts and tears.
Misunderstood father of the night,
Rebellious child putting up a fight.
Vision's of death, terror and decay,
Picturing a winter wonderland where children play.
Wanting to be loved by the man of her dreams,
Expected to be a creature of terrified screams.
Wanting more out of death than fear and woe,
Escaping her maker who won't let her grow.
Questioning his assumed devious power,
Trying to be more then a girl locked in a tower.
Stranger's once growing closer to...
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DARK POEM
Published
30th Jul 2014 6:15am
30th Jul 2014 6:15am
Self Abuse
No breath to breathe only to choke,
Body is beaten and bloody and broke.
Blood has been Split cuts narrow and sore,
Somehow I feel I deserve much more.
Cheeks wet from over flowing tears,
Bruises all over are plain and clear.
Tied down and tormented my body is used,
The assault will never stop it right to assume.
Order after order treat like a slave,
Beaten to compliance forced to behave.
Not one step out of line only one chance,
Going through this like stuck in a trance.
Blood and tears mix together but have to hide,
Forced...
Body is beaten and bloody and broke.
Blood has been Split cuts narrow and sore,
Somehow I feel I deserve much more.
Cheeks wet from over flowing tears,
Bruises all over are plain and clear.
Tied down and tormented my body is used,
The assault will never stop it right to assume.
Order after order treat like a slave,
Beaten to compliance forced to behave.
Not one step out of line only one chance,
Going through this like stuck in a trance.
Blood and tears mix together but have to hide,
Forced...
61 reads
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