Submissions by sweetdevil (CortneyB)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Awkward...
Hand sliding across my thighs
Lips slipping beside fingertips
Teeth, biting roughly
Into soft skin.
Hot breath
Wonderful against my skin.
I can feel the temptation
The desire to just give in.
Blood pumping, heart racing,
Heart beat turned into a loud knocking.
Wait...
That's not my heart.
The door?
Ignore that.
You're busy.
Skin slipping over skin,
When I hear knocking again.
They'll leave if I don't answer.
Assume I'm just not home.
His hands move up to my chest,
Attempting to unhook my bra.
I'm...
Lips slipping beside fingertips
Teeth, biting roughly
Into soft skin.
Hot breath
Wonderful against my skin.
I can feel the temptation
The desire to just give in.
Blood pumping, heart racing,
Heart beat turned into a loud knocking.
Wait...
That's not my heart.
The door?
Ignore that.
You're busy.
Skin slipping over skin,
When I hear knocking again.
They'll leave if I don't answer.
Assume I'm just not home.
His hands move up to my chest,
Attempting to unhook my bra.
I'm...
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Late-Night-Ramblings
What do you do when you're broken?
When you can feel your soul rotting from the inside?
How do you keep from making that last move?
From ending the misery imposed by your pathetic life?
These questions may seem harsh to some,
But others know all to well what I mean.
They've layed awake at night with a sugar sweet voice whispering in their ear,
Speaking of the unspeakable in a voice you can't help but hear.
They demand your attention.
They demand your emotions escape.
And once the flood doors finally burst,
And all your pain finally pours...
When you can feel your soul rotting from the inside?
How do you keep from making that last move?
From ending the misery imposed by your pathetic life?
These questions may seem harsh to some,
But others know all to well what I mean.
They've layed awake at night with a sugar sweet voice whispering in their ear,
Speaking of the unspeakable in a voice you can't help but hear.
They demand your attention.
They demand your emotions escape.
And once the flood doors finally burst,
And all your pain finally pours...
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Grandma Anne
She was always there for us,
If not physically, then in our hearts.
Who would give anything to keep us happy,
Even when our worlds were falling apart.
She showered us with love,
In gifts, food, and family fun.
She always was so loving,
Caring, for everyone.
But earlier today she left this world,
Went on to a better place.
She's up in heaven, with Gods angels,
And I hope she's looking down with a smile on her beautiful face.
She was, and always will have a place in my heart,
And I think all my family can say the same thing.
We...
If not physically, then in our hearts.
Who would give anything to keep us happy,
Even when our worlds were falling apart.
She showered us with love,
In gifts, food, and family fun.
She always was so loving,
Caring, for everyone.
But earlier today she left this world,
Went on to a better place.
She's up in heaven, with Gods angels,
And I hope she's looking down with a smile on her beautiful face.
She was, and always will have a place in my heart,
And I think all my family can say the same thing.
We...
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Why
Heart, why do you bleed,
When you're surrounded by joy?
Why turn dark, even on the brightest days?
Mind, why do you go blank,
When people ask me why I feel this way?
Why can't I explain this misery,
That I feel so completely.
Soul, why do you fall apart,
Breaking into so many pieces?
Why do you slowly disintegrate into nothingness,
When you have so much for which to stay whole.
And, I ask one last time,
Why, Cortney, can't you just be happy?
When you're surrounded by joy?
Why turn dark, even on the brightest days?
Mind, why do you go blank,
When people ask me why I feel this way?
Why can't I explain this misery,
That I feel so completely.
Soul, why do you fall apart,
Breaking into so many pieces?
Why do you slowly disintegrate into nothingness,
When you have so much for which to stay whole.
And, I ask one last time,
Why, Cortney, can't you just be happy?
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Broken
I lay on the dirty floor,
Unsure of how I ended up here.
I try to sit up, look around me,
But can't seem to move.
I stare past the prescription bottle in my hands,
Where there was once a large mirror on the wall.
But it must have been moved because it's not my reflection I see.
It's a woman, broken beyond repair.
Her hair shining almost white in the sunlight,
Trickling in through the blinds.
Her simple grey dress soaked with sweat,
As she realizes just what she has done.
I watch this woman start to cry,
And reach my hand...
Unsure of how I ended up here.
I try to sit up, look around me,
But can't seem to move.
I stare past the prescription bottle in my hands,
Where there was once a large mirror on the wall.
But it must have been moved because it's not my reflection I see.
It's a woman, broken beyond repair.
Her hair shining almost white in the sunlight,
Trickling in through the blinds.
Her simple grey dress soaked with sweat,
As she realizes just what she has done.
I watch this woman start to cry,
And reach my hand...
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The Love Of My Dreams
Dark, silent nights,
Left alone in my thoughts.
Where countless nightmares hide,
Definitely not a fun place to get lost.
Hopelessly waiting,
For my knight in shining armor.
He should come here to save me,
But where is he? Oh, where?
I look towards the horizon,
Whisper his name as I see his face.
He's trying so hard to reach me,
But somethings standing in his way.
It's that horrible wall,
The one I built around my heart.
With each brick he tears down,
Another one fills it's place.
I try my hardest to let him...
Left alone in my thoughts.
Where countless nightmares hide,
Definitely not a fun place to get lost.
Hopelessly waiting,
For my knight in shining armor.
He should come here to save me,
But where is he? Oh, where?
I look towards the horizon,
Whisper his name as I see his face.
He's trying so hard to reach me,
But somethings standing in his way.
It's that horrible wall,
The one I built around my heart.
With each brick he tears down,
Another one fills it's place.
I try my hardest to let him...
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My Screwed Up Psych...
I keep to myself,
Hide all my pain from those I love.
Hide all my suffering from those who love me.
I know it's pointless,
I should let them know what's wrong.
I just don't want them all to see my flaws.
They should love me,
Even though I'm broken, tattered.
I know this, but I just can't risk it not being true.
So I keep my mouth shut,
My dark secrets held deep within my heart,
Desperate to escape, to be shared with those who care.
He may swear he loves me,
That broken or whole, he'll always be there for me.
But...
Hide all my pain from those I love.
Hide all my suffering from those who love me.
I know it's pointless,
I should let them know what's wrong.
I just don't want them all to see my flaws.
They should love me,
Even though I'm broken, tattered.
I know this, but I just can't risk it not being true.
So I keep my mouth shut,
My dark secrets held deep within my heart,
Desperate to escape, to be shared with those who care.
He may swear he loves me,
That broken or whole, he'll always be there for me.
But...
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perfection
Perfection is an illusion, the desire for it an infection,
Tainting the lives of many great men and women in this world.
Destroying our society with images of “beauty,” Leaving women out there, counting each calorie.
Disappointing great artists with hopes of flawlessness,
When the best works show the beauty of error.
Showing men how strong they should be,
So they sink into prescription strength “enhancers.”
The desire for perfection is flawed,
For perfection doesn’t truly exist.
How can one define a word with so many meanings?
How can we wish to be...
Tainting the lives of many great men and women in this world.
Destroying our society with images of “beauty,” Leaving women out there, counting each calorie.
Disappointing great artists with hopes of flawlessness,
When the best works show the beauty of error.
Showing men how strong they should be,
So they sink into prescription strength “enhancers.”
The desire for perfection is flawed,
For perfection doesn’t truly exist.
How can one define a word with so many meanings?
How can we wish to be...
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Sea of Despair
I felt as if I was floating,
Submerged deep within the sea.
I could see the light above me,
But wasn't sure if I wanted to leave.
I could feel the weight of the water,
Could feel it pushing me deeper.
But part of me enjoyed the pressure,
And wanted to just sink down further.
I could feel the seas ice cold hands,
The current pulling me away.
I knew I should try to swim,
But part if me didn't want to escape.
I laid there, feeling as if I were drowning.
And wasn't sure what I really wanted.
I knew I should wish for rescue, ...
Submerged deep within the sea.
I could see the light above me,
But wasn't sure if I wanted to leave.
I could feel the weight of the water,
Could feel it pushing me deeper.
But part of me enjoyed the pressure,
And wanted to just sink down further.
I could feel the seas ice cold hands,
The current pulling me away.
I knew I should try to swim,
But part if me didn't want to escape.
I laid there, feeling as if I were drowning.
And wasn't sure what I really wanted.
I knew I should wish for rescue, ...
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Have You Ever...
Have you ever dreamed of swimming in an aurora?
Of floating through those beautiful lights?
Dreamed of feeling the colors wrap around you,
Those soft, cool arms of the night?
Have you ever wished you could reach the moon,
That you could grab it out of the sky?
Imagine wrapping your hands around it's faint warmth.
Such a sweet temptation, impossible to deny.
Have you ever imagined pulling the stars out of the sky?
What a spectacular gift for the one you love.
Or even to just be able to claim them as your own,
To give them a gift, something...
Of floating through those beautiful lights?
Dreamed of feeling the colors wrap around you,
Those soft, cool arms of the night?
Have you ever wished you could reach the moon,
That you could grab it out of the sky?
Imagine wrapping your hands around it's faint warmth.
Such a sweet temptation, impossible to deny.
Have you ever imagined pulling the stars out of the sky?
What a spectacular gift for the one you love.
Or even to just be able to claim them as your own,
To give them a gift, something...
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IHaveNoClueWhatToTitleThisAsSoYeah....
Lying in a bed,
Next to a man I don't love.
Selling myself to get by.
My great awakening.
My innocence dissipating.
My happy facade breaking.
The window left open,
A breeze drifts over my bare chest.
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realize I'll never be like the rest.
My heart snapping.
My soul crushing.
My will to live fading.
I sit up on the bed,
Stare out the broken glass.
Watch as shooting stars fly on by,
Free to go where they please.
My tears falling.
My mind flying.
My feet...
Next to a man I don't love.
Selling myself to get by.
My great awakening.
My innocence dissipating.
My happy facade breaking.
The window left open,
A breeze drifts over my bare chest.
Tears fill my eyes,
As I realize I'll never be like the rest.
My heart snapping.
My soul crushing.
My will to live fading.
I sit up on the bed,
Stare out the broken glass.
Watch as shooting stars fly on by,
Free to go where they please.
My tears falling.
My mind flying.
My feet...
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Chapter Three
I wake up, head throbbing. Where am I? I look around, confused. This isn't my room, it's too open. Wait, where is Akemi? Akemi? I can't find her anywhere. Where could they have taken her? What are they doing to her? Oh, God. Akemi!
I get up, finding only a bed in this room. It's dark, no windows, and only one door. Probably guarded, and they'll have guns. Sighing, I walk around the small room, looking for a weapon of some sort. All I found was a blanket on the bed, everything else was bolted down. Just my luck. Maybe I can make a rope? Strangle someone with it. I was running through all...
I get up, finding only a bed in this room. It's dark, no windows, and only one door. Probably guarded, and they'll have guns. Sighing, I walk around the small room, looking for a weapon of some sort. All I found was a blanket on the bed, everything else was bolted down. Just my luck. Maybe I can make a rope? Strangle someone with it. I was running through all...
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