Submissions by candencecollapsing (cadencecollapsing)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
On the Bright Side
Still as lost as yesterday
But
The world is not currently ending
My atoms are not presently spreading themselves across the universe
Forgetting me
Will there be much to remember?
My lungs stopped exploding a few moments ago
After my heart stopped beating because the angel on my shoulder said it should
I was deaf until I heard those words
A little piece of advice:
Angles lie
At least devils are upfront about it
Skin intact
Hands underwater
They're drowning
Not me
That's why they can hold you so closely
They are reaching for...
But
The world is not currently ending
My atoms are not presently spreading themselves across the universe
Forgetting me
Will there be much to remember?
My lungs stopped exploding a few moments ago
After my heart stopped beating because the angel on my shoulder said it should
I was deaf until I heard those words
A little piece of advice:
Angles lie
At least devils are upfront about it
Skin intact
Hands underwater
They're drowning
Not me
That's why they can hold you so closely
They are reaching for...
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All These Words, They Look Like You
You’ve leached your way onto all of my poetry
I cannot write sentence without your name suddenly hiding beneath each letter
The ink I’m using must just be the exploitation of my lack of allure
And I don’t even know how to get you off the paper
Your drafts are everywhere in my apartment
Under my a mattress
Drifting wherever I walk
Maybe I’m abusing the situation
Maybe I’m bundling all of my anxiety into just talking about the color of your fucking eyes again
Or your arms finding there way towards me
I’m allergic to redundancy
Writing is making...
I cannot write sentence without your name suddenly hiding beneath each letter
The ink I’m using must just be the exploitation of my lack of allure
And I don’t even know how to get you off the paper
Your drafts are everywhere in my apartment
Under my a mattress
Drifting wherever I walk
Maybe I’m abusing the situation
Maybe I’m bundling all of my anxiety into just talking about the color of your fucking eyes again
Or your arms finding there way towards me
I’m allergic to redundancy
Writing is making...
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Wilting
I realize you are the wilted bloom of flowers I was only trying to save
I should cast you away from the other buds
But I worry for their potential
Worry they’ll be so similar to you that tossing you out would be futile
A rerun
Never as fun as the original
I am caught up watching the slow decay of yesterday’s promises
Yesterday’s feelings
A bottle leaking all the carbonation that used to fill my stomach
I’m waiting until the open air of your lungs turns me into nothing by perfectly flat
It’s like I’m ticking down the days until you’re weeks passed...
I should cast you away from the other buds
But I worry for their potential
Worry they’ll be so similar to you that tossing you out would be futile
A rerun
Never as fun as the original
I am caught up watching the slow decay of yesterday’s promises
Yesterday’s feelings
A bottle leaking all the carbonation that used to fill my stomach
I’m waiting until the open air of your lungs turns me into nothing by perfectly flat
It’s like I’m ticking down the days until you’re weeks passed...
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I worry There's Nothing Underneath That Mask You're Wearing
Now I should start by giving you a disclaimer
These are truths I would say to you
If you gave me a chance
If you weren’t constantly disappearing
They’ve said my fatal flaw is honesty
A modern day Pinocchio
I’ll tell you how it is
My idea of the matter at least
But you boys run away from danger
Real is dangerous
Real can hurt
I’ll tell you how it is
Mixing up the words
I
And
You
And
Like
And suddenly I make it concrete
Lacking any mystery
And you only crave deception and vague hope
I just wish you didn’t...
These are truths I would say to you
If you gave me a chance
If you weren’t constantly disappearing
They’ve said my fatal flaw is honesty
A modern day Pinocchio
I’ll tell you how it is
My idea of the matter at least
But you boys run away from danger
Real is dangerous
Real can hurt
I’ll tell you how it is
Mixing up the words
I
And
You
And
Like
And suddenly I make it concrete
Lacking any mystery
And you only crave deception and vague hope
I just wish you didn’t...
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It's Late and the Radio's Saying More Than We Are
I must have left dignity in your arms
Must have lost self control in the inches that no longer separate us
All because its too easy
And I just don't want to care
And your fingers are whispering curiosities that I don't mind silently answering
I forgot how to open my eyes
I'm too busy wandering in the dark
Imagining the situation to mean so many other things
Than what it actually does
I
am not her
We
are not alone
In seconds you'll remember
In moments you'll be gone
Like it doesn't matter
Like it never happened...
Must have lost self control in the inches that no longer separate us
All because its too easy
And I just don't want to care
And your fingers are whispering curiosities that I don't mind silently answering
I forgot how to open my eyes
I'm too busy wandering in the dark
Imagining the situation to mean so many other things
Than what it actually does
I
am not her
We
are not alone
In seconds you'll remember
In moments you'll be gone
Like it doesn't matter
Like it never happened...
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Can I Blame Amnesia for You Forgetting Me
I’m scared
that I’m easy prey
a little too raw
and unrelenting
i have trouble with
distance
fearing the silences between sentences
will soon be all that we say to each other
if i blink
you’ll be gone
that I’m easy prey
a little too raw
and unrelenting
i have trouble with
distance
fearing the silences between sentences
will soon be all that we say to each other
if i blink
you’ll be gone
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I Think This is Why We Don't Talk Anymore
At 3 in the afternoon you wanted to make small talk
Speaking to my turned back
Your shadow told me you were still far enough out of my reach so I couldn’t touch you
Physically detached
And I was emotionally blocked
I didn’t reply
By 3:01 you were crying
Saying that I hated you
Your feet left the room
Followed reluctantly by your shadow
A part of you was waiting for me to call you back
Expecting me to apologize
At 9 that night I walked in
Heard your muffled sobs
And met dad’s drunken remark
Saying that I hated you
I was too tipsy...
Speaking to my turned back
Your shadow told me you were still far enough out of my reach so I couldn’t touch you
Physically detached
And I was emotionally blocked
I didn’t reply
By 3:01 you were crying
Saying that I hated you
Your feet left the room
Followed reluctantly by your shadow
A part of you was waiting for me to call you back
Expecting me to apologize
At 9 that night I walked in
Heard your muffled sobs
And met dad’s drunken remark
Saying that I hated you
I was too tipsy...
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10 Honest Remarks I Can't Say to Your Face
1. I like you. And you do not like me
2. I try to deny this fact by staying in touch. But you continue to blow me off. This bothers me
3. The fact that it bothers me bothers me. Because I never expected anything more from you.
4. The fact that I never expected anything more is a loud cry. Saying my existence is merely a welcome mat you use on your exit. I never really could hold your gaze long enough to see if you ever saw me.
5. You’re leaving me mid-drink again in the pool with your older friend. I do not trust him. You do not explain why you are leaving....
2. I try to deny this fact by staying in touch. But you continue to blow me off. This bothers me
3. The fact that it bothers me bothers me. Because I never expected anything more from you.
4. The fact that I never expected anything more is a loud cry. Saying my existence is merely a welcome mat you use on your exit. I never really could hold your gaze long enough to see if you ever saw me.
5. You’re leaving me mid-drink again in the pool with your older friend. I do not trust him. You do not explain why you are leaving....
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Puddles Dressed Like Me
They ask me to describe myself.
Describe the way I twirl
Arms spread wide
Chopping at their resolve
I aimlessly countdown
Until they decide they're tired of flinching
Or sighing at my paper cut scratched skin
I beg them to notice
Asking why?
For the millionth time
It doesn’t take long before they confess
I’m just like all the other girls
Blooming under attention
Facing the sun heated by compliments
Its easy to warm puddles
But I thought I could be an ocean
An abyss of future promises
Instead I’m inches deep...
Describe the way I twirl
Arms spread wide
Chopping at their resolve
I aimlessly countdown
Until they decide they're tired of flinching
Or sighing at my paper cut scratched skin
I beg them to notice
Asking why?
For the millionth time
It doesn’t take long before they confess
I’m just like all the other girls
Blooming under attention
Facing the sun heated by compliments
Its easy to warm puddles
But I thought I could be an ocean
An abyss of future promises
Instead I’m inches deep...
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Sunday Morning Phantoms
When you called me beautiful
Did you mean it?
Or were you only referring to the way I looked that night
A few days- or was it years- ago
Hips swaying and alluring eyes
You see I was just hoping when you said perfect you were actually talking about my soul
Or my mind
And the way I tried to shape every conversation into something poetic worth hearing
Were you listening?
When you said my name
Were you thinking of someone else's?
Trying to fit the letters tracing my outline onto her frame
You were fighting so hard to make her and I synonymous...
Did you mean it?
Or were you only referring to the way I looked that night
A few days- or was it years- ago
Hips swaying and alluring eyes
You see I was just hoping when you said perfect you were actually talking about my soul
Or my mind
And the way I tried to shape every conversation into something poetic worth hearing
Were you listening?
When you said my name
Were you thinking of someone else's?
Trying to fit the letters tracing my outline onto her frame
You were fighting so hard to make her and I synonymous...
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Avalanches Swallowing You
You've got this eroding mind that I can't fix
The avalanche is slowly crushing you
And I'm trying to call in helicopters
Kicking at rocks because my hands no longer know what to do
I've traded my eyes for flashlights
Chasing after glimpses of your reflection
But you're dimming
Like tragedies often do
You've become a day at the beach
And the sand in my shoes that I can't wash clean
I keep thinking I hear you breathing
But you're the melody I'll never catch
You're living off dosages of wishful thinking and denial
I wish I could drag you...
The avalanche is slowly crushing you
And I'm trying to call in helicopters
Kicking at rocks because my hands no longer know what to do
I've traded my eyes for flashlights
Chasing after glimpses of your reflection
But you're dimming
Like tragedies often do
You've become a day at the beach
And the sand in my shoes that I can't wash clean
I keep thinking I hear you breathing
But you're the melody I'll never catch
You're living off dosages of wishful thinking and denial
I wish I could drag you...
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Falling for Your Flaws
I see you have flaws
But I do not think yours are trying to compete with mine
I think they are trying to latch onto each other
Forcing themselves to be mended by another's blemishes
Indiscreetly asking for reasons to be able to find ourselves beautiful
We are endlessly confronted with mirrors to our ugliness
We try valiantly-
Even if in vain-
To secure a calm ocean for our souls to sleep
We've spent too many years churning on the volcanic waves
Of silent bruises and blaring reminders of our inadequacy
I see you like a wound I can...
But I do not think yours are trying to compete with mine
I think they are trying to latch onto each other
Forcing themselves to be mended by another's blemishes
Indiscreetly asking for reasons to be able to find ourselves beautiful
We are endlessly confronted with mirrors to our ugliness
We try valiantly-
Even if in vain-
To secure a calm ocean for our souls to sleep
We've spent too many years churning on the volcanic waves
Of silent bruises and blaring reminders of our inadequacy
I see you like a wound I can...
126 reads
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