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Jun 2023 · 148
Ying and Yang
Allie Dotson Jun 2023
They are perfect for each other in every way
A match made in heaven
They're destined to thrive
Full of smiles and laughs
A never ending romance

With a quiet girl and moon lit eyes
Lit by a soft feminine glow
Who listens to her heart but never dares to go
A bright shooting star
Who has won his wishing heart
In a competition I couldn't compare

I am the yang to her yin
The light that shadows her darkness
I'm too loud and too bright
My will is too strong and always I shall fight
I'm too much to want

So why would I hope
when she is right there
And I'm too much to bare
He doesn't even look my way
Yet all I can do is stare
Dec 2022 · 194
Eyes
Allie Dotson Dec 2022
I stare at them, and they stare back
I try to turn away, but I am trapped
Confined within this cage forever
I can never go anywhere new
I can never have a partner to hold
Or a child to love
I am at the mercy of the hands that fed me
And the eyes that watch me
Every day is the same
That's all it will ever be
Dec 2022 · 146
The Three Pigs
Allie Dotson Dec 2022
Once upon a time
There were three little pigs
They never knew their mother
She was taken right after
Sent to the market down just down the street
The three little pigs
stayed on the farm
Left all alone, there was no harm
The first little pig was lazy
And fattened up quickly
When he was 4 months old
He was sold to the restaurant down the road.
The second little pig was somewhat lazy
Yet was kept because of his size
which much more crazy
He was the largest of the litter
And won a blue ribbon
He was a prize and the farmer had won
He was sold for a ton
The third little piggy was the runt
She was too small for anyone to want
A mother was all she could be
After two years of the litter's being constantly made
On the Christmas table, she was laid
Fate was already sealed
With not a single one wasted
Each was tasted
Dec 2022 · 122
Where I can Fly
Allie Dotson Dec 2022
My wings are clipped
My feet stay gripped
I screech and scream
Once a week I allow a dream
Where I can fly
I still know its a lie
But oh what I would see
I would finally be free
Oh where I would go
All that I could know
When I awake
My will it takes
My hope it fades
The feeling of sadness invades
When it takes its place
It's quicker than anybody's embrace
Foolish I am
Still, I’m ******
I am here to stay
Every single day
Dec 2022 · 126
Not so Free
Allie Dotson Dec 2022
Not So Free
You see them free
Just left to be
Green grass to graze
Plenty of room to laze
People say innocence is bliss
Until death decides to kiss
A wound to their head
It’s okay they were fed
It's okay they were open caged
They said it was okay as long as they aged
Yet they were three
And you did it so carefree
Feb 2021 · 342
Summer beauty
Allie Dotson Feb 2021
she whispers ugly symphonies
a bitter hissing song
unbearable to hear the lazy lies
The girl starts to cry
A rose smears across her bare face
The summer beauty sweats
her drunk fiddling fingers swirl
as she try's to make them stop
I stay behind the tree and stare
wishing the sky would tear
and the clouds would fall
so I wouldn't have to interfere
I walk a step and the chanting stops
my opportunity tossed
a life was at lost
Feb 2021 · 625
Nice guy
Allie Dotson Feb 2021
Oh nice guy
nice guy
you have always done the right thing
always been there at the right time
and said the right line
oh nice guy
nice guy
no matter how many times I say no
you never go
I don't think you know
Oh nice guy
nice guy
I wish I could say yes
and that would end this whole mess
plus it would hurt me a lot less
oh nice guy
nice guy
please no more
I will leave you sore
My heart can't beat for yours because it is torn
Oh nice guy
nice guy
I'm not in love
its time to say goodbye
Nov 2020 · 109
My brothers toys
Allie Dotson Nov 2020
My steps create a whisper upon the wooden floor
Down the hall in an area barely ventured
I creaked open the door
Filled with cars, Legos and more
I tuck away the cars under my arm
creeping along the hall
I get to my room not making a noise
  I sit on my floor and unravel the cars
There I play with the untouchable toys
hours or more until I hear that door
my brother comes in with a bang and slam
my heart starts to race as he heads to his room
I quickly hide and cover the mess on the floor
and I hear him call my name
Allie Dotson Oct 2020
Night has fallen long ago and the sun has many hours until it comes
No birds lay awake and the crickets barely stay asleep
The only sound is the swaying of trees.
They dance a waltz behind a girl
playing the same song since she could remember.
The rain hits against the bush that lays just below her window seal
and the occasional swoosh of a car going up the street signals that life is near.
The same girl lays in her bed with tired eyes, trying to finish a book she has just begun.
A familiar feeling of comfort and warmth
as she lays wrapped in two blankets
with two stuffed animals keeping away any fears
The constant snores from her parents floating down the hall and
The laughter leaking out of her brother's bedroom door.
With light streaming in reflected off the living room wall
She finds comfort and peace held in a fragment of time so small
Where dreams start to overlap reality.
You may find the girl
The one who hasn't changed for the past 18 years.
There she will be, laying on her bed with a book in her hand
The trees still remain in a dance
And the flickering eyes still appear to be in a trance.
Sep 2020 · 353
Burn
Allie Dotson Sep 2020
Muffled buzzes surrounding your ears
Ringing bells come through your head
you heard the danger
you knew the risk
yet still you went
I watched you walk away
farther and farther
until only the thought was left
The night was ablaze
a fire from within drowning in a burn
it was a night to remember
and a night I can't forget
it's replying in my head
a scratch in a tape
I should of stopped you
I shouldn't of let you go
yet you were gone when mornings wind blew.
Sep 2020 · 234
Born Blue
Allie Dotson Sep 2020
Velvet secrets linger away
angels decay in poison joy
soft fever sky's
in a early mornings dew
icy words placed on the ghostly smile
The incident placed in a file
as the hearts color never knew hue
the baby's born blue
Aug 2020 · 280
It's Okay
Allie Dotson Aug 2020
It's okay
a customary reaction
A familiar routine
to a question always asking
On a face always masking

Day by day the days are the same
with us all insane
the word holds no value
and means nothing compared to what it seems
To what it is are supposed to mean
it has lost all value
and lost all fight
the convictions once held
Isn't bounding the truth
It is covering up a call for help
the system has failed
what are they suppose to say
help

Not in a society that reacts disproportionately
where things are taken to new heights
when the fear of falling
leads them to fail
They can't go that route
for the predators are out to hunt
show no signs
And don't show what's inside
and perhaps they will believe that side
that perhaps you are one of them
so as of now
You say you are okay
Aug 2020 · 150
Spirit may lay
Allie Dotson Aug 2020
There I lay
bleeding eternity
We remember the broken memories
In the morning that lingers near
Surronded by decaying flowers
fragile as I may be
then why only me
  was I trapped in a glass society
As a vast heart desires
It can only isolate those she once embraced for her spirt was left to lay
Aug 2020 · 270
1-21
Allie Dotson Aug 2020
1 2 3

hush little baby
it will be alright

4 5 6

shh its okay
nothing to fear

7 8 9

Don't worry
you're okay

10 11 12

You have learned your lesson
mistakes happen

13 14 15

Don't do that again
You're getting too old

16 17 18

You're not a child anymore
That is not okay

19 20 21

You're on your own
Jan 2020 · 653
Mother Nature
Allie Dotson Jan 2020
devouring fires
the sky's made vast
ask eternity to heal
from those whom desire bleeds
the smiles decaying
the universe filled with the remains of stars
use days embrace to melt those with glass hearts
with a haunting mornings breath
time concretes over life's color
bring and give
While I lay here dead
Nov 2019 · 138
X pt.2
Allie Dotson Nov 2019
There are no answers to questions
Questions do not get questioned and curiosity is tamed by the adventure that awaits.
Held back by the limitations drawn and defined by only you.
The limits are limitless.
A place that cannot be defined.
A wasteland of imagination.
It is a portal from reality to what could be.
A dream is the portal to what a future can hold from the seedlings of hope.
A hope that stays even if it can no longer be reached.
We dream and dream so we can hope.
It just takes 1 night
1 dream,
a glimmer of a glimpse full of delusions.
An altitude of imagination with the landing unexplored (or undiscovered)
and the seas uncharted to rescue a drawing hope.
So deeply sunk by waves of more realistic goals.
To save the last hope one can hold.  
A place where one may find themselves free of others damnation.
We can take risks without the fear a failure
and we can jump without worrying about falling
For if we fall from the edge of the earth
the landing will never arrive
for then one awakes.
Leaving a gift of dreaming potential and hope.
Nov 2019 · 307
X pt.1
Allie Dotson Nov 2019
Delirious mist settles into a mind paralyzed with illusions.
A slip is all it takes.
No sound it will make
to fall
into a pool of black
with whispers of colors never seen before and time has yet been discovered.
It is nowhere yet everywhere.
X marks the spot
the destination
yet X has not been found.
For X has never existed.
There is no destination.
Nov 2019 · 227
Music of Shame
Allie Dotson Nov 2019
It is damaged
yet the strings still play when plucked
the fingers strum
all sprouting from a twisted hand
The music is troubled as it tries to form words
her Insides become out
yet it doesn't sum up the half
It was more than it was meant to be
More than what we were used to hearing
The sound contacted instantly
Something brimming of powerful moments
Those of true knowledge
which we cover with daily life
The terror of which one has lived through
wanting never again to arise and repeat
Shredded imaging, unadmitted longings, and high intensity fear
We can't live at that pitch
So every so often something shatters like ice
we fall into a river of our own existence
We are aware
because the realization is in the sound
Jan 2019 · 1.4k
A single substance
Allie Dotson Jan 2019
How can you be so infatuated on a single substance
A single thing that can ruin any connection that may try to sprout
To make what is already grown
fragile enough untill they all have been shattered

As it is a wall blocking those who choose it
from the real world
and yet you choose the foreign substance
but do you consider how dangerous that something is
That you can loose your own body
your own mind
your own life

People talk about aliens
or if mind control really exists
but the undeniable is already reeping the nation  
with the acceptance age being 21

you have given over your mind and body
The contract signed
A signature with your name finished in a lithal red
It might as well of been your will
For the only life you will live
won't even be lived as as you

you choose to be isolated
accompanied by something you've only know for a couple of years
and leave behind the people whom you have known all your life
or worse all of theirs

The life where you have choices
to not be bounded
To be in control
Is gone with a simple existence
a baneful prison
A fate which you solidified
with setting a reminder in the back of your head
A nag that is eating away any sanity  
Deteriorating each sip that goes by

The mind so weak
though so always frail
easy to be controlled by a simple substance

yet It is only though that
when your body looses way
and the pain from with in seeps through
with the physical limitations having been met
For then you finally say
I shouldn't of started
Yet how come you still won't stop?
Dec 2018 · 516
The Blue line
Allie Dotson Dec 2018
The blue line
Somewhere in between time
I shall not cross
A fear bounding me to be lost
They are there
And I am here
A blue line
Which only seems to be mine
Dec 2018 · 434
A Ding
Allie Dotson Dec 2018
A clear sight I can see
A future that has opened up to me
A cage that belonged to who  
with A door that is now open too
A heart that hasn't stopped beating Ever since I met you
A glimpse caught in a moment of stopped time
The wings fly faster then the seconds going by
The sun glares making their light reflect
Surrounding the future with many years
and Perhaps I have been deceived
That I am capable of hearing a Ding
I do not need a trumpet or drum
just a sound will do me in
for even just a small patter
Is more then I thought I could hear
for before you I lived an entire life of silence.
Sep 2018 · 2.3k
Raindrop in my Eye
Allie Dotson Sep 2018
How could you ever make me sad
even just a tad
can't you see
this is no tear placed upon me
a raindrop in my eye
is all you could ever mean to me
no matter what the past shows
I know
it was never love
when I looked into those eyes
it was never compassion
when you leaned in close
to show me lies you thought you felt
and it was never happiness to feel
when you held me close on those winter nights
saying the sweet words that made my heart accelerate
we were never a fate to last
because now salt is all I taste
as I say your name
and the thoughts of you come breaking through
do not worry though
for it is not due to you
instead it is the raindrop in my eye


That makes me cry
Aug 2018 · 1.1k
Ripple
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
A drop in a puddle
A splash in the lake
A wave in the sea
A ripple in time we be
Throughout our lives a moment becomes a memory
But memories become a ripple as if tiny waves appear
Making the reflection unclear
we are in a moment of time
with moments of time in us
we flow down the river so many call life
we move across the water in the timeline we pass
In future, present and past
A ripple of time we last
Aug 2018 · 3.1k
Touch of Fear
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
A touch
smooth and still
the silk touches my back
I stand on will
black I see
trapped I feel
lashes go heavy
my mind is ready
blur to darkness I go in
diamonds appear
crystals upon my skin
fog forms each exhale
only screams I can hear
the only noise are my tears
  I try to stay
yet I fall into my fears
I kinda imagined someone who is standing in the rain and they are so "heart broken" or broken and cold that they pass out..I don't think I did that well describing it though :/
Aug 2018 · 753
Warmth From Tears
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
Eyes a blur
The clear liquid falls some more
A sticky feeling upon the skin
not a feeling within
nor no thought calls
as the clear liquid falls
why do I feel warmth
when it's suppose to heal
comfort in the coldest of times
but how is it now I can't stop the red going through my head
and the fire that reaches my veins
and inspires my heart to reach new heights
I can't breath
my eyes collapsed
everything has stopped
except the warmth
that is keeping me frozen
my face is a blaze
as the clear liquid falls
The tears of warmth
was all I could recall
Aug 2018 · 3.9k
Not born the way we are
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
I was not born with fear
fear was put into me
I was not born with insecurities
society skewed my mind to believe In beauty

I'm was born free, curious and untrained from formal normalitys
why must an individual become
parallel
normal is varied
so why do we try to be alike
and we try to fit into a illusion that a society creates
a society that changes and grows
but how is so
people can't be different and unique
a double standarded we so apparently have to keep

we were born at different times and different hours
we are raised in different places and situations
do not let yourself be finalized by an acceptance
and become one of society's many prisoners
pressure might turn coal into a diamond
but for others it shall break them
Aug 2018 · 2.9k
100 < 1
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
My love
the only one
I was deceived
because I'm a nobody
and I liked it when you treated me as a somebody
so I fell for a 3 year war
what's the body count of all the heart's you've killed
what was the score of the game you were playing
The puppeteer I should of seen
I became another one on a string  
I shouldn't of said it was all in my head
maybe I would have realized he was walking ahead
and I was the one hanging on by a thread
why did it have be
that I was just a hobby to fill
the time you had to waste
the side dish if you will
why was she was the main course
plus the dessert
how is it fair that I'm the one having withdrawl
when it was me who was suppose to be the drug
but at least my heart will heal
As for you though
Don't you know
Even if take you 100 hearts
you'll never even have 1
Aug 2018 · 877
my unfair unbeating heart
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
It's unfair
to me and to you
to everyone that has cared and was unaware
and to who had a dare
to loved me more
more then just a freind
I understand its unjust
but as you lean in close
my heart doesnt reach out
it dosnt speed up
when you hold me close
and so I flee
when you call me dear
understanding I beg you be
I'm still waiting to like you
as you start to love me
I'm sorry my heart doesn't beat
it never has and I fear it never will
The butterflys in my stomach
must be in their cocoons
my lungs must be in good condition
for I never have trouble breathing
and my heart must be dead
because I never feel it beating
Aug 2018 · 934
Anchored
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
No
I cannot be moved
it isn't so
I am the ship
that is sinking low
you are the sea
that made me so
I put down my guard
yet you just take my soul
you said you loved me
and I took the blow
I am stuck
and no rescues to show
only you surround me
I have no where to go
I don't move
why is that so
I am anchored
To love you whole
Aug 2018 · 610
This isnt me
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
Thoughts or actions with no care ahead
you speak simply without worry about what you said
you can laugh without getting upset
or stand up without heat rushing to your head
eyes you know are there
yet how are they no where to be seen
I don't make a sound
for the fear of feeling drowned
that comes anyhow
but not for not making a sound
instead for not being allowed
why am I casted the spell on
when I see everyone around me free
yet I can't even plea
and you can't see me
If I could only make a wish
so that you could see
This isn't me
Aug 2018 · 3.7k
Gone
Allie Dotson Aug 2018
Time is gone
It's not that simple when you simply visit
There's not much thought when you think of them again
A glimpse is a look but only momentarily
And it's only a days time when they come to see you once more
Gone
You know they'll be tomorrow
And for days after that full of sorrow
You'll never even be happy the time came back
For you know soon it will be gone just as she was before
Jan 2018 · 4.3k
How
Allie Dotson Jan 2018
How
How
A simple sound
That is yet to be found
I can see what he will do
But I never get the clue
How
I'll never know
How did he ever met her
How did he never love me
How could he leave
How is he
Sep 2017 · 15.8k
Water (blank verse)
Allie Dotson Sep 2017
The water haunts my house. Appearing so very often.
The nights on which it comes
tears apart all in its path.
No one can stop it.
It burns as it gets a hold of your throat and kills your insides with each sip
a sip so deadly you don't realize there until it hits you so hard you cant stand correctly,
so hard it slurs your words and will make you feel what anger is trapped deep inside you
So deadly it makes you feel as if your dependent on it.
It is planted in your mind,
making you think of it every second of the day, craving the sweet relief of un-quenched thirst.
Water kills you and the ones who love you.
Water needs to stay in the cabinet tucked away
where no harm is done.
So my dad will no longer hurt himself or me and mommy.
He is not deadly just the water that kills and injures.
The water haunts my house.

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