Submissions by ScarsAndMemories (Elegantlyruined)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I have been through a lot, from an addicted father, to a cheating mother, an abusive uncle. The list goes on. I write, not to complain, but to experience this incredible freedom that graces me with every word I write. -Morgan Redeemed<3
ANGER POEM
Published
2nd Apr 2012 6:53pm
2nd Apr 2012 6:53pm
I can't escape this prison.
Itstartedatthefoundation.
Parasitessuckingthelifeaway.
Wordsabusing,rottingittodirt.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Themonstersmovedin.
Terrifyingandinsensitive.
Selfconcious;
Anxietyandparanioatookover.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Nexttheclosets.
Exposingmysecrets.
Shatteringmydreams.
Notwantingtoliveanymore;
Hopelessnessovercame.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Bombshitthedoors.
Lettinghatredandbitternessintrude.
Angry;
Andnobodytoblame.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
...
Parasitessuckingthelifeaway.
Wordsabusing,rottingittodirt.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Themonstersmovedin.
Terrifyingandinsensitive.
Selfconcious;
Anxietyandparanioatookover.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Nexttheclosets.
Exposingmysecrets.
Shatteringmydreams.
Notwantingtoliveanymore;
Hopelessnessovercame.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
Bombshitthedoors.
Lettinghatredandbitternessintrude.
Angry;
Andnobodytoblame.
Deterioratingbythesecond.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
12th Sep 2011 4:41am
12th Sep 2011 4:41am
Diseased
Sweet red roses,
Deceiving poses.
Delicate flowers, pink and yellow,
An unsure romance with a mysterious fellow.
Love letters and a joyful smile,
Imagining loneliness, the thought so vile.
A passionate slow dance and intertwining your fingers,
Praying so hard that this feeling lingers.
"I love you" 's and midnight calls,
Yet more uncertain nights, more tragic falls.
Kisses and tickled pink cheeks,
Feelings dissipated in the past few weeks.
A gorgeous sunset, and breathtaking moonlight.
Attempting to recover from a...
Deceiving poses.
Delicate flowers, pink and yellow,
An unsure romance with a mysterious fellow.
Love letters and a joyful smile,
Imagining loneliness, the thought so vile.
A passionate slow dance and intertwining your fingers,
Praying so hard that this feeling lingers.
"I love you" 's and midnight calls,
Yet more uncertain nights, more tragic falls.
Kisses and tickled pink cheeks,
Feelings dissipated in the past few weeks.
A gorgeous sunset, and breathtaking moonlight.
Attempting to recover from a...
216 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
6th Sep 2011 5:08am
6th Sep 2011 5:08am
Storms
I love hearing the thunder, and feeling the breeze.
And watching the lightning tickle the trees.
The way you whisper to me,
In this world, I can finally breathe.
I hate how the storms keep me indoors.
I hate how this fighting keeps me from those lips of yours.
I hate the chill, and being soaked to the bone.
I hate how these storms in this life leave me feeling miserable alone.
I love listening to the pouring rain,
I love how the thunder scares away the pain.
I love when you hold me close.
And this wonderful life with you, free of worries...
And watching the lightning tickle the trees.
The way you whisper to me,
In this world, I can finally breathe.
I hate how the storms keep me indoors.
I hate how this fighting keeps me from those lips of yours.
I hate the chill, and being soaked to the bone.
I hate how these storms in this life leave me feeling miserable alone.
I love listening to the pouring rain,
I love how the thunder scares away the pain.
I love when you hold me close.
And this wonderful life with you, free of worries...
273 reads
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LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2011 7:21am
4th Sep 2011 7:21am
The way I feel tonight.
The way I feel tonight..
Wanting to give up this dramatic fight.
Feeling like it’s all in turmoil,
I can feel my blood rage and boil.
The way he would say my name.
I would stand under his glory and fame.
Dwelling on my forsaken past.
Praying that this pain won’t last.
He threw me away like he didn’t ever care.
I am broken under his vicious glare.
I used to be so happy and free.
Let me go home; My unrelenting plea.
I tried so long to fake a smile.
I pretended to be alive for the longest while.
Left for dead, and all alone....
Wanting to give up this dramatic fight.
Feeling like it’s all in turmoil,
I can feel my blood rage and boil.
The way he would say my name.
I would stand under his glory and fame.
Dwelling on my forsaken past.
Praying that this pain won’t last.
He threw me away like he didn’t ever care.
I am broken under his vicious glare.
I used to be so happy and free.
Let me go home; My unrelenting plea.
I tried so long to fake a smile.
I pretended to be alive for the longest while.
Left for dead, and all alone....
283 reads
5 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
4th Sep 2011 7:17am
4th Sep 2011 7:17am
Yours Forever
Forbidden love.
A stolen life.
Forgotten past.
Uncertain future.
Begging for permission.
Seeking forgiveness.
Moments to remember.
Mistakes to forget.
Impossible magic,
It has to be true.
Sick reality,
don’t believe it.
It has to disappear..
Caught in the crossfire,
This doesn’t involve me.
Take it somewhere else.
Slaughter it.
Rip it apart. Tear it off,
Break free from this old you,
& return to me when only your love remains.
Forbidden Love.
Yours Forever.
A stolen life.
Forgotten past.
Uncertain future.
Begging for permission.
Seeking forgiveness.
Moments to remember.
Mistakes to forget.
Impossible magic,
It has to be true.
Sick reality,
don’t believe it.
It has to disappear..
Caught in the crossfire,
This doesn’t involve me.
Take it somewhere else.
Slaughter it.
Rip it apart. Tear it off,
Break free from this old you,
& return to me when only your love remains.
Forbidden Love.
Yours Forever.
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MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
31st Aug 2011 6:46pm
31st Aug 2011 6:46pm
Closets of your Life
Walls that you’ve built,
A gradually widening hole,
Heavy burdens, and vicious guilt,
Only the beginning of your decaying soul
Your heart is slowly hardening,
And is as cold as stone,
In desperate need of an awakening,
The voices wont relent, convincing you that you’re alone
A fever creeps in, and ruins your night,
You choke on your words,
And a scream gets lost as you try to fight,
Wishing away the betrayals of your false lords
An endless supply,
Never ending agony,
The misery is obvious in the way you cry,
This cycle...
A gradually widening hole,
Heavy burdens, and vicious guilt,
Only the beginning of your decaying soul
Your heart is slowly hardening,
And is as cold as stone,
In desperate need of an awakening,
The voices wont relent, convincing you that you’re alone
A fever creeps in, and ruins your night,
You choke on your words,
And a scream gets lost as you try to fight,
Wishing away the betrayals of your false lords
An endless supply,
Never ending agony,
The misery is obvious in the way you cry,
This cycle...
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3 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
31st Aug 2011 4:52am
31st Aug 2011 4:52am
The Few, the Proud, the Living.
Let the hypocrites judge and stare.
As we boldly take the dare.
Our mothers may tell us otherwise.
Yet they don’t know how we improvise.
Fuel up on love’s lies.
Waste your energy on worthless cries.
Commit dirty crimes.
Live these years as corrupted times.
There are things to remember.
Memories to pamper.
Fights to win,
And we struggle in our sin.
Innocence has vanished.
The young girls and boys are finished.
Pulled over to the dark side.
The only thing in our way is our own selfish pride.
Pretend everything...
As we boldly take the dare.
Our mothers may tell us otherwise.
Yet they don’t know how we improvise.
Fuel up on love’s lies.
Waste your energy on worthless cries.
Commit dirty crimes.
Live these years as corrupted times.
There are things to remember.
Memories to pamper.
Fights to win,
And we struggle in our sin.
Innocence has vanished.
The young girls and boys are finished.
Pulled over to the dark side.
The only thing in our way is our own selfish pride.
Pretend everything...
173 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
13th Apr 2011 7:47am
13th Apr 2011 7:47am
She Remembers
Her arm remembers the razor blade.
The familiar sensation of blood trickling down her arm.
She recalls the way the pain would invade.
And the suprise she experienced every time she met it's charm.
She cannot sleep.
She cannot cloes her eyes.
for the way the memories creep.
and the reflection preis.
sitting in anguish, hearing intimidating noises
fighting the voices, all alone.
she cannot battle what it poises
for they will soon become her haunting clone
loosing he natural innocence
the guilt tragically wieghs her down....
The familiar sensation of blood trickling down her arm.
She recalls the way the pain would invade.
And the suprise she experienced every time she met it's charm.
She cannot sleep.
She cannot cloes her eyes.
for the way the memories creep.
and the reflection preis.
sitting in anguish, hearing intimidating noises
fighting the voices, all alone.
she cannot battle what it poises
for they will soon become her haunting clone
loosing he natural innocence
the guilt tragically wieghs her down....
290 reads
8 Comments
FICTIONAL PROSE
Published
12th Apr 2011 00:47am
12th Apr 2011 00:47am
you'll be surprised when you discover what this is about. :)
She woke up again, shaking. Ever so slightly opening her eyes and focusing on the darkness that surrounded her, she shook her aching head to get rid of the picture and rolled over. It’s all too familiar, she thought. She soon started to drift back into unconsciousness, prepared for the blasting sound of the gunshots, followed by jolting awake again, for the 4th time that night. It’s all too familiar.
Every night this happened, for the past 3 horrendous years. It’s all too familiar. the shouts, the “You’re a failure!” ’s and the “You evil child, you deserve to burn in hell!” ‘s. The...
Every night this happened, for the past 3 horrendous years. It’s all too familiar. the shouts, the “You’re a failure!” ’s and the “You evil child, you deserve to burn in hell!” ‘s. The...
283 reads
7 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
10th Apr 2011 7:40am
10th Apr 2011 7:40am
real love
Love is like a blanket.
If it is securely and faithfully wrapped around you,
It warms you, and comforts you.
Real love is protecting- safe.
But, if it is uncertain,and not lively,
and only shakily draped across you,
All it does is trap the cold inside,
And allows doubts and lies to intrude,
Fake love destroys your foundation
If it is securely and faithfully wrapped around you,
It warms you, and comforts you.
Real love is protecting- safe.
But, if it is uncertain,and not lively,
and only shakily draped across you,
All it does is trap the cold inside,
And allows doubts and lies to intrude,
Fake love destroys your foundation
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
10th Apr 2011 7:37am
10th Apr 2011 7:37am
transformation
Fancy elegance.
Dancing with the breeze.
Widowed elder.
Weeping with the rain.
Cautious hopes.
Peering over the horizon.
Momentary lapse of reason.
Playing games in you head.
Truth that is gone.
Leaving you with cries.
Vicious doubts.
Biting at you dreams.
Fragile angel.
Picking you back up with peace.
Thankful girl.
Praising with the growing flowers.
Toxic regrets.
Pushed away by grace.
Constant reminders.
Speaking words of life.
Fading guilt. ...
Dancing with the breeze.
Widowed elder.
Weeping with the rain.
Cautious hopes.
Peering over the horizon.
Momentary lapse of reason.
Playing games in you head.
Truth that is gone.
Leaving you with cries.
Vicious doubts.
Biting at you dreams.
Fragile angel.
Picking you back up with peace.
Thankful girl.
Praising with the growing flowers.
Toxic regrets.
Pushed away by grace.
Constant reminders.
Speaking words of life.
Fading guilt. ...
236 reads
5 Comments
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
9th Apr 2011 9:34am
9th Apr 2011 9:34am
a soft lullaby
Cry me a song of the pathetically lost,
A song that moans in your dreams,
A song of tears that raise the cost,
And breaks up sobbing screams.
Cry me the rhythm of the broken dice roll,
A strangling sound abide.
A haunting whisper through your soul,
That groans in your hearts reside.
Weep me a tune of dreaded theory,
That time can mend no more.
A sound that’s so startling, weak and weary,
That bruises the heart so sore.
Play me that melody of broken consumption,
That irks my love so vain.
Mark this heart that otherwise...
A song that moans in your dreams,
A song of tears that raise the cost,
And breaks up sobbing screams.
Cry me the rhythm of the broken dice roll,
A strangling sound abide.
A haunting whisper through your soul,
That groans in your hearts reside.
Weep me a tune of dreaded theory,
That time can mend no more.
A sound that’s so startling, weak and weary,
That bruises the heart so sore.
Play me that melody of broken consumption,
That irks my love so vain.
Mark this heart that otherwise...
195 reads
3 Comments
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