Submissions by pretty_normal
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Incredibly, and indecently broken quite a lot of the time.
I wouldn't come back
There's clumps of your blonde hair
but did you tear them out or have I
and I'm sorry that there's nothing to say
except I'm not and I won't say that either
I wouldn't care about times or places
if you had
sentiment means nothing if you're not sentimental back
you don't deserve anything
recognition, discussion or apprehension
I'll be angry for as long as it takes
to take back all those parts of me
there are secret valleys between my nose and my eyes
where I see
lying on my side
and the salt drips from my...
but did you tear them out or have I
and I'm sorry that there's nothing to say
except I'm not and I won't say that either
I wouldn't care about times or places
if you had
sentiment means nothing if you're not sentimental back
you don't deserve anything
recognition, discussion or apprehension
I'll be angry for as long as it takes
to take back all those parts of me
there are secret valleys between my nose and my eyes
where I see
lying on my side
and the salt drips from my...
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I don't see dirt
being something my mind blanks
I find it difficult to remember your
there's solidarity in independence
but it only ever came from
waking up doesn't carry that pitch-less gaping cleft
anymore
but I remember having something to wake up for
"why are you doing this"
it's easiest to forget the words that made you in one
everything you despise
everything I despise
Didn't care at the time
but you're no
prize. Except you are
there's raindrops on the hood of our car.
...
I find it difficult to remember your
there's solidarity in independence
but it only ever came from
waking up doesn't carry that pitch-less gaping cleft
anymore
but I remember having something to wake up for
"why are you doing this"
it's easiest to forget the words that made you in one
everything you despise
everything I despise
Didn't care at the time
but you're no
prize. Except you are
there's raindrops on the hood of our car.
...
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Persistence Doesn't Pay Off
Clearly I'm fickle
and I infatuate
in the hope that something
somewhere
will reciprocate.
I'm the same
but I force away remembering myself like this before.
If I'm not in pain, or out of pain then what am I
floating is inaccurate
there's a gap in existence somewhere
that only I know of
and it's there that I'm sinking
through mud and twigs
to get further into my own sense
of nothing
of no one
and of everything
I've been afraid of hurting me
as it all hurt
and these new bones i'm quite fond...
and I infatuate
in the hope that something
somewhere
will reciprocate.
I'm the same
but I force away remembering myself like this before.
If I'm not in pain, or out of pain then what am I
floating is inaccurate
there's a gap in existence somewhere
that only I know of
and it's there that I'm sinking
through mud and twigs
to get further into my own sense
of nothing
of no one
and of everything
I've been afraid of hurting me
as it all hurt
and these new bones i'm quite fond...
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It's Only Getting Later
There's this thing when I drive
and I don't know whether to be scared
but there's smoke at the side of the road
and it's always fucking there.
Whoever you are I'm not afraid
but this isn't a 'Dita' situation
we weren't meant to be
I'm not made.
It feels like death
but who can be sure
condensation's running away from something
and steam never touches the floor
nothing's perfect
and wow
I used H2O to prove that point
Blood is thicker than water
but I don't want to be dirty I need to shower...
and I don't know whether to be scared
but there's smoke at the side of the road
and it's always fucking there.
Whoever you are I'm not afraid
but this isn't a 'Dita' situation
we weren't meant to be
I'm not made.
It feels like death
but who can be sure
condensation's running away from something
and steam never touches the floor
nothing's perfect
and wow
I used H2O to prove that point
Blood is thicker than water
but I don't want to be dirty I need to shower...
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You Repulse Me
Yes, there's a modern treatment for your
Obvious symptoms and frankly, even
Underhandedly I feel you should
Refuse it. I only
Ever wanted you to drain your own
Pulse
Until you
Lie
Static on the
Exceptionally cold ground knowing full well what you did to
Me. You're the miserable
Epitome.
Obvious symptoms and frankly, even
Underhandedly I feel you should
Refuse it. I only
Ever wanted you to drain your own
Pulse
Until you
Lie
Static on the
Exceptionally cold ground knowing full well what you did to
Me. You're the miserable
Epitome.
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Mental Disection
I've wasted so much time
licking matches
cleaning razors
and wanting to cut you
just to write my name in your blood and her tears.
Giving you all this anger is more than you deserve,
be grateful.
Your house isn't there and you're no longer alive
but those thoughts I reserve for Sunday nights.
Your spoken tweezers and surgical tape
took from me everything I appreciated
forcing me to disprove of this person I'd grown to like.
Now I'm opposite
because to be like me
was to want you
and all I want
is to hurt you....
licking matches
cleaning razors
and wanting to cut you
just to write my name in your blood and her tears.
Giving you all this anger is more than you deserve,
be grateful.
Your house isn't there and you're no longer alive
but those thoughts I reserve for Sunday nights.
Your spoken tweezers and surgical tape
took from me everything I appreciated
forcing me to disprove of this person I'd grown to like.
Now I'm opposite
because to be like me
was to want you
and all I want
is to hurt you....
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Modest Words (I hate you)
You took everything I valued from what we had
and I think I'm forever going to hate you for that.
You've made me someone I love to be to spite you
drain the blood from the bite
then it cant breathe
and poison doesn't matter
because you can't feel what's dead to you.
Teacups and rose petals
on my underwear
the truth is satanic
and it combusts leaving tiny holes in my concience.
Knowing you're alive burns
in my throat and my lungs
no words
just
I love you with my knees
as they're what bruised when I fell...
and I think I'm forever going to hate you for that.
You've made me someone I love to be to spite you
drain the blood from the bite
then it cant breathe
and poison doesn't matter
because you can't feel what's dead to you.
Teacups and rose petals
on my underwear
the truth is satanic
and it combusts leaving tiny holes in my concience.
Knowing you're alive burns
in my throat and my lungs
no words
just
I love you with my knees
as they're what bruised when I fell...
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Mrs Capulet
It goes
rib
dip
rib
rib
dip
tissue-
but still nothing bleeds.
It's nice for you to sit back knowing I'll destroy myself alone anyway.
There's stability in sobriety
but is friction at all sobering
I feel needles that I can't stomach
with redemption ever plummeting
lack all genuine motivation
never was one to be patient
yet for you my hands are waiting
my eyes are weighted
sights set on emptiness
because that's all there's been
since you left
and my words fall to pieces again.
rib
dip
rib
rib
dip
tissue-
but still nothing bleeds.
It's nice for you to sit back knowing I'll destroy myself alone anyway.
There's stability in sobriety
but is friction at all sobering
I feel needles that I can't stomach
with redemption ever plummeting
lack all genuine motivation
never was one to be patient
yet for you my hands are waiting
my eyes are weighted
sights set on emptiness
because that's all there's been
since you left
and my words fall to pieces again.
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Slang Words For Climax
You're a shame,
that's all.
I'm not proud or pleasant or floundering anymore.
Your jumper sits on the floor of my car,
stepped on every time I need to get somewhere.
There's something ironic there;
turning tables?
You made me so frightened of not being myself
that I lost me entirely
and you never had me at all.
Became falsely cynical
halfheartedly critical
and so treated you like someone worthwhile.
It's funny what you didn't know;
how kind I was to your ego,
never got me off, not once
I'm sorry for letting...
that's all.
I'm not proud or pleasant or floundering anymore.
Your jumper sits on the floor of my car,
stepped on every time I need to get somewhere.
There's something ironic there;
turning tables?
You made me so frightened of not being myself
that I lost me entirely
and you never had me at all.
Became falsely cynical
halfheartedly critical
and so treated you like someone worthwhile.
It's funny what you didn't know;
how kind I was to your ego,
never got me off, not once
I'm sorry for letting...
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Don't Be Fooled That I'm Sleeping
I think I'm bitter because
I never expected to be thrown out of the tunnel before I reached the light.
Sweetheart there's so much more to say
but why
I'm just another and you're just another
and that's life.
You're beautiful
it's just a shame that beauty is weak;
it would be nice to find something logical, but willing to fight
something sinister enough to want me
and mean it.
Alright
sleeping next to you with our arms intertwined
spoke like imperfect molecules
but I'm that way inclined to believe you'd be happy to throw...
I never expected to be thrown out of the tunnel before I reached the light.
Sweetheart there's so much more to say
but why
I'm just another and you're just another
and that's life.
You're beautiful
it's just a shame that beauty is weak;
it would be nice to find something logical, but willing to fight
something sinister enough to want me
and mean it.
Alright
sleeping next to you with our arms intertwined
spoke like imperfect molecules
but I'm that way inclined to believe you'd be happy to throw...
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The Art Of 'Being Enough'
I'm fine. Aren't you f-i-n-e-?
There's a fine line between being not fine and being this fine.
Please don't bridge it.
I will for as long as it takes hope that I can be enough.
You're enough.
I've had enough
of feeling like the left hand.
I don't blame you for any of this,
it's my state of mind toying with my self-confidence.
But for as long as it takes please let me be enough.
You don't have to miss me
or dismiss me
I just want to know there's something there
to give me reason for as long as it takes be enough.
I...
There's a fine line between being not fine and being this fine.
Please don't bridge it.
I will for as long as it takes hope that I can be enough.
You're enough.
I've had enough
of feeling like the left hand.
I don't blame you for any of this,
it's my state of mind toying with my self-confidence.
But for as long as it takes please let me be enough.
You don't have to miss me
or dismiss me
I just want to know there's something there
to give me reason for as long as it takes be enough.
I...
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That Dream
There's initially mountains
and I fall
to a black arched gate with spires sitting there
as trees brush past me
delivering me softly to the ground.
Symphony creeps from under cobbled floor
then there's a trapdoor
and we're all inside
I'm not drinking
but it's fuzzy
there's a barman dressed like a ringleader
I sip tea with him
then everyone's gone
and I'm pacing halls in the Overlook.
Rooms open empty, little Jack's sound
until I fall from a window into the snow
and I'm alone
it always ends alone.
and I fall
to a black arched gate with spires sitting there
as trees brush past me
delivering me softly to the ground.
Symphony creeps from under cobbled floor
then there's a trapdoor
and we're all inside
I'm not drinking
but it's fuzzy
there's a barman dressed like a ringleader
I sip tea with him
then everyone's gone
and I'm pacing halls in the Overlook.
Rooms open empty, little Jack's sound
until I fall from a window into the snow
and I'm alone
it always ends alone.
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