meowchimochi - Hello Poetry

So cut me into pieces then Grab my hair, my head and hands And bury them deep 6 feet under where I will not rest nor will I sleep Tortured within this system A living doll played by sick men Men waiting to die like me Standing in line to die next Like I have I have died a million times Each in the wounded hearts of every little girl Been sliced in ruin with no words To speak, to sing or carry this song No not for me—they move along The dead can't speak Only eyes from a mother's son Oh, how they will keep Keep and keep and keep Greedy little calloused hands Attached to those who Deserve such bitter ends You have taken everything Played with this corpse too long Decay and decompose what Little life may I bring You have swallowed them whole No sweet, soft sounds Only hellish cries that grow From bloodthirsty hounds And Gods, you have taken Every little ******* thing From us—the dead who can no longer sing.

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Jul 4, 2025

Jul 4, 2025 at 12:58 AM UTC

Little Things

So cut me into pieces then Grab my hair, my head and hands And bury them deep 6 feet under where I will not rest nor will I sleep Tortured within this system A living doll played by sick men Men waiting to die like me Standing in line to die next Like I have I have died a million times Each in the wounded hearts of every little girl Been sliced in ruin with no words To speak, to sing or carry this song No not for me—they move along The dead can't speak Only eyes from a mother's son Oh, how they will keep Keep and keep and keep Greedy little calloused hands Attached to those who Deserve such bitter ends You have taken everything Played with this corpse too long Decay and decompose what Little life may I bring You have swallowed them whole No sweet, soft sounds Only hellish cries that grow From bloodthirsty hounds And Gods, you have taken Every little ******* thing From us—the dead who can no longer sing.

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Dad, where did you go? I hate that you're dead, I'm angry you're dead, I wish I could go and rest In that coffin buried deep, I wish to travel to your grave, To dig into the Earth, Open your coffin and Crawl inside to sleep, Beside you again, so cozy, I wish to pretend we're, Together on the sofa Giggling and laughing, A feeling fleeting so fast, I wish to grasp, Onto the only image Of your corpse once alive again, That would talk and hold, The burden of your Death with me, To hold me, my daddy, I wish to open your coffin, Lay inside and pretend again, And again and again, You and I forever best friends.

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Jun 6, 2025

Jun 6, 2025 at 4:13 PM UTC

Dead.

Dad, where did you go? I hate that you're dead, I'm angry you're dead, I wish I could go and rest In that coffin buried deep, I wish to travel to your grave, To dig into the Earth, Open your coffin and Crawl inside to sleep, Beside you again, so cozy, I wish to pretend we're, Together on the sofa Giggling and laughing, A feeling fleeting so fast, I wish to grasp, Onto the only image Of your corpse once alive again, That would talk and hold, The burden of your Death with me, To hold me, my daddy, I wish to open your coffin, Lay inside and pretend again, And again and again, You and I forever best friends.

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I contemplated opening up, To you or to anyone, To bear my soul, For anyone to understand me, See me! See me! Understand my condition, My damage, The ever twirling mist that surrounds my vision, Hear me! Hear me! All I hear is their whine, their cry, The beckoning howl of those hounds.

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Apr 18, 2020

Apr 18, 2020 at 11:15 AM UTC

The Hounds

I contemplated opening up, To you or to anyone, To bear my soul, For anyone to understand me, See me! See me! Understand my condition, My damage, The ever twirling mist that surrounds my vision, Hear me! Hear me! All I hear is their whine, their cry, The beckoning howl of those hounds.

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I fall into that Hell, With bright fire and burning, I feel comfortable there, That heat---my skin covered in sweat, You there too, Dancing with me in lust and love, In that Hell, You and I.

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Apr 17, 2020

Apr 17, 2020 at 1:04 PM UTC

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I fall into that Hell, With bright fire and burning, I feel comfortable there, That heat---my skin covered in sweat, You there too, Dancing with me in lust and love, In that Hell, You and I.

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I sit inside the small laundry room, I close the door, I imagine this small room, Is my coffin, I watch as the dryer turns and turns, and turns, Maddening that noise, That spin, Didn't think I'd be back here again. I watch the spin, I frown, Is there any way out? Or should I put my head in? Turn on that washer, And drown.

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Mar 26, 2020

Mar 26, 2020 at 8:40 PM UTC

The Laundry Room

I sit inside the small laundry room, I close the door, I imagine this small room, Is my coffin, I watch as the dryer turns and turns, and turns, Maddening that noise, That spin, Didn't think I'd be back here again. I watch the spin, I frown, Is there any way out? Or should I put my head in? Turn on that washer, And drown.

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Those soft waves rushing up to the shore, They rock back and forth, That mighty ocean carries so much depth, I start to lose my breath, Too calm that sea, Opposite the storm inside of me, I take one more breath, Delicate.

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Mar 4, 2020

Mar 4, 2020 at 9:36 PM UTC

Delicate.

Those soft waves rushing up to the shore, They rock back and forth, That mighty ocean carries so much depth, I start to lose my breath, Too calm that sea, Opposite the storm inside of me, I take one more breath, Delicate.

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I sit inside my head, Alone Alone Alone again, No one to comfort, No one to care, No one to hold me, Or play with my hair, No one to listen, No one to see, That there is a darkness eating away at me.

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Feb 25, 2020

Feb 25, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC

Headspace.

I sit inside my head, Alone Alone Alone again, No one to comfort, No one to care, No one to hold me, Or play with my hair, No one to listen, No one to see, That there is a darkness eating away at me.

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I want to fill the bath tub up, And fall asleep in it.

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Feb 21, 2020

Feb 21, 2020 at 10:37 PM UTC

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I want to fill the bath tub up, And fall asleep in it.

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I fall into your grasp again, Awaken me, Flesh on flesh, Iridescent moons, I lick the wounds, Cuddle--caress, Please hold me again, My thoughts turned grey, Sorrow--aching, Words that play, The little violin in the hearts of all Saddened girls.

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Feb 21, 2020

Feb 21, 2020 at 10:23 PM UTC

Luna

I fall into your grasp again, Awaken me, Flesh on flesh, Iridescent moons, I lick the wounds, Cuddle--caress, Please hold me again, My thoughts turned grey, Sorrow--aching, Words that play, The little violin in the hearts of all Saddened girls.

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Pounding my fist upon the wall, Please tell me it will all make sense one day.

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Feb 21, 2020

Feb 21, 2020 at 10:14 PM UTC

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Pounding my fist upon the wall, Please tell me it will all make sense one day.

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