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Oct 2013 · 468
My fear inside.
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
My fear inside...
Rips through my flesh.
It's brings my deamons right out of my chest.
I can hardly breath.
My hands start to shake.
I wish I could get out of theses chains.
My hearts beating fast.
I have no escape.
Please God ,someone help me.
I can feel it, this dismay.
I'm up on stage.
Everyone can see me.
I can hear them,
they are all talking trash.
Makeing me feel like a discarded ash.
I have a acute case of social phobia. nuff said. enjoy :)
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I still can't get over the fact that you said goodbye.
All those tears I cried.
All those wounds I have cut.
I never felt enough.

Yea i get it, your new family is better.
But i am your blood,
your youngest daughter.

I was daddy's little girl.
You were my hero.
I remeber when we saw Rob Zombie
That's one of my favorite memories.
I'll never forget...

I'm sorry I said those words.
Got ****** and shouted back.
But your new wife daddy,
she's got some loose nuts.

5 years later daddy,
you have missed so much.
The first boy i kissed,
The first time i cried,
over some stupid guy...
You missed so much, you missed
my life..

I get a call from my grandma,
She says your dying.
I can't believe this,
I'm the only one you want to see.
I always knew you still loved me.

I get there and I ****** up,
i disobeyed her rule,
DON'T BRING YOUR, GRANDMA, YOUR MOM. ONLY BRING YOU!
Now there dragging me down the hall.
I'm screaming no daddy no!
Please let me explain,
Please don't make me go...

You tell me i can't see you again,
that was the last time.
and no I'm dying..atleast not for a while.

I drown my sorrows in drinks and fun.
I try my damdest to forget about what you've done.
Then one day while i was at work.
You walk thru the door, i thought i was berserk.
I start to cry, no this isn't true.
My daddy has come back.
I run to you.

You tell me you found God and
you left your wife.
You tell me the docs say
you've got 4 years left of life.

Things are  really good now,
you moved back to town.
you come to my work
Just to clown around.

Then one day...
The visit start to fade.
You have been so busy.
I feel like i am in your way.
Then the next thing i know,
you're back with your wife.

I support you in hopes you
won't leaveme again
I should have learned the first time,
but i never will

I named my son after you,
and now your gone again.
you're going to miss his first words
his steps,
his laugh.
You're going to miss his life.


Do you even care that i miss you dad?
I really hope she is better then that.....
This was exstreamly hard for me to write, i never really delt with my dad leaveing my life. i was at such a fragile stage in my life. and i would have done anything, to take back the fight i had with his wife. the horrible thing is..it wasnt even a serious fight. but she said she would leave him if i didn't so i packed my bags and walked out the door. he told me not long after words, i wasn't allowed to contact him, i had to wait for him to contact me. so i did...everyday. sorry for the sob story..i hope you enjoyed
Oct 2013 · 394
What's a liar
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
What's a liar
well that would be you
why say that?
well thats a simple fact
your a liar
and thats that...
LIARS **** ME OFF, and accidently i am in love with the best of them. send me love :(
Oct 2013 · 674
My fairy tale wish
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I wish, I wish, upon a star
that cinderella, snow white
and magic was real.

I wish, I wish upon a star
that prince charming
would sweep me off my feet.

I wish I wish upon a star
that i would have a happy ending.

I wish I wish upon a star
that I could really wish upon a star
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Oct 2013 · 904
Nazi Zombies
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I'm runnin as fast as i can.
There comming
Where can i go?!
I scream help
The only sound i hear
is those snarles.
I find a safe place
with more people like me.

I am jewish you see.
I've been running and hidding
and now im about to die.
****** has turned his ****'s into zombies
what do i do where do i run?!
how did this happen?
How can he see this as fun?

I start to talk to the people around me.
They tell me they have a way out,
but they need a hero.
I step up to the plate,
and take the fame.
Truly I just wanted to save
me..

We are all running through a open field,
hidding behind trees.
Then i look behind me
a zombie as big
and as tall as the clouds.
"oh **** what now?!"
I step out in front
of that zombie and grunt,
he stops and stares at me.
I tell him to stop and follow me
he turns around and runs.

I can't believe it's true,
thoes zombies are afraid of jews.
So i come up with a plan
to bring down that man.

We have to find a way
to **** ******, okay?
He is giving a big speech.
We have to sneak up from behind,
send those zombies to do our crimes.
Now ****** will never die.
Thats until i pull out my gun
and put a end to his fun.
Now ******'s gone away.
This is a strange dream i had when i was pregnant. i always had zombies dreams, this is just one of the more memorable. read on, read strong :)
Oct 2013 · 806
Those hazel eyes
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I'll never forget the first time we met.
you cried,
i awed
and the world stopped.
I held you in my arms
i tried not to cry
but you showed me life
you showed me love
behind those hazel eyes
you drive me crazy
you give me hope
you make me see everything
i love you so
my darling, my bently
my bupy roo
your smile melts hearts
and i know one day
you will be trouble
but untill then,
your small enough for me to hold in my arms
your sweet enough to get what you want
thank god that you can not walk
but i will love you no matter what.
Just a small poem about my son bently :) he is my heart and soul
Nunc Scio Quid Sit Amore <3
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
You're counting halfs now?
You're just a ***** who is counting *****'.
I got offered **** today, but i didn't do it.
You're telling me you want shrooms?!
Would you like to like it?
There is bunches of naked ladies.
You could ******* together.
The smell is not right.
Dan give me half of it, you owe me 5 bucks.
YOU GIVE IT TO ME NOW!
You're trying to get my **** in my pocket...
For a "hobbie" i will take small senctences out of conversations and make "poems" out of them. sorry if this offends anyone. Read on, and read strong!
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
There are ******* everywhere why does it matter?
******* and *****.
Let's get it crackin'.
All the ******* where a mask.
It's only 12:30?!
I said salute...maybe in my head.
Water dosen't get bad.
I keep chewing on my teeth.
Did i hit your *****?
Me and shang's soul mates, so it counts for years.
If i could do my ABC's backwards i would do it.
It dosen't matter if you were listening, you failed the test.
There is a roudolph in here!
It's a toilet paper holder.
I trust you sweetheart.
You can trust me i'm drunk.
I'll hold it with my toe.
The cop can **** my ****.
As a :hobbie" i will  take small sentences out of conversations and make "poems" out of it.  sorry if this offends you. read on and read strong :)
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
Pinky, thumb, pinky, thumb.
1, 2, 3.
1,2,1,2,1,2.
That's the O.G. ****.
We make it rain.
I got rained on for the very first time!
He is the ******* sponser.
It's time to sing a country song.
I just wanted to slap you.
He walks the line.
The warmer the whiskey, the more delicious.
Don't pour mine on the table.
For a "hobbie" i like to take things out of conversations and turn them into "poems". sorry if any of this offends anyone. read on everyone
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
She likes dressing my whisky bottle.
What kind of euphamisim is that?
You left a ******.
It's warm.
When I do this you don't feel anything.
Is this gay?
If you had a ***** it would be gay.
It's hebrew.
Why do we play?
That's what she said.
The buttholes because it's uncomforitable.
Unless you'r a Jahova's Witness.
But some of them do, and it's weird.
This is not ment to offend anyone, as a "hobbie" i like to pick things out of a conversation between either 2 people or several people and turn it into a poem (sum what) so please don't be offended :)
Oct 2013 · 905
This might sound lame
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
This might sound lame,
but i found my thang
and it's in the words I write.

This might sound lame
but i have found my muse
and it's in the world around me.

This might sound lame
but every single day
I think of new ways to be happy.
Yet they all mean the same.
So don't judge me,
cause this might sound lame
Oct 2013 · 1.2k
You were supposed to be mine
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I am walking through the mall,
your walking next to me.
we can't wake the baby,
I wish I knew why.

Each store sells something different.
Everything is so complicated.
Now you'r dragging me to a room.
The walls are white, so is everything else.
I'm scared,
I wish I knew why.

There is people all around.
There is about to be a show.
You're so excited.
Why are we here?
They herd us into a room
Now everything is red.
I'm terrified now,
I wish I knew why.

The show begins, it's magical and fantastical
there is magic and tricks.
"Now for our final act!"
Oh ****, what's this..?
We all clap, what's about to happen?
"We need only one, and i choose you"
A light shines on you and they come and take you.
I cry and freak out, you need to come back.
I wish I knew why.

"These people they arn't okay!
They want your soul!"
How i know this, I will never know
I see there portal and I jump in.
You're lying on a bed,you're ******* and strapped
"They are comming for you,
they are going to eat you,
they are all vampires. Please baby
let's go."
I wish I knew why.

I grab a magic wand and I speek words
I can't recall.
Now we are back in time, it's just me and you.
I remeber that day,
why are we here.
I wish I knew why.

It's a dance, for school that is.
You ask me to come outside.
I follow you out when a car comes flying past.
We have to help.
We run and stop the car just in time.
Someone comes running we saved the day.
"Hey it's time, time to watch the show."
You look at me excited to go.
I wish i knew why

"Maybe we shouldn't go"
I hate to beg and plead
"But i really need to see"
Thats all you have to say to me
"Why, it's just some horrifying
vamps!"
I scream and shout

You look at me weird, and start to walk off.
But because i love you, I follow real close.
I watch the show and you had a good time.
They didn't choose you and you were just fine.
I wish I knew why.

I'm ****** back into that portal ,
and the world reviels it's secrets
back in the day when you wanted to see them
you didn't, i stopped you
and now your dead.
When i went back I changed that fact.
Now you're mine, you were supposed to be mine.
Oct 2013 · 1.3k
The little red head girl
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
It's the 50's and I'm walking home from school
a truck rolls by and i see a body boom.
"whats that" I say and I look down the drain.
It's my friend, a girl, oh I have forgot her name.
I finnish my walk home and I walk through the door.
The first thing i say "Where's my sibling's mom?"
she simpy replies " At the old hospital ***".
So I start to walk and find that place.
I start to climb the rusty fire place.
I get inside the buliding,there are kids every where.
screaming and yelling
"QUICK, HURRY! THERE'S A FIRE OVER THERE!"
I  freak out
Where's my siblings, oh dear.
Maybe i can find them if i go down here?
I climb in a dumbwaiter not knowing what I will see.
I get to a floor where there was just her and little ol' me
"Hello there new friend, would you like to play?"
Why sure of course, I have some time to play.
She was small petite, with gorgous red hair
her smile, he laugh, her skin was so fair.
She was beautiful like a angel, but something was wrong.
she offered me a drink, what happened next i wish i would have run
she opened her fridge and what i saw
1 million little peicese, her parents cut small.
She came after me with her knife in one hand.
How the hell am i supposed to get away,
get away from this scam!
So i scurry up where i came from,
and i said my goodbyes to that little one.
The hospital is blazed,
and my heart has sunk.
My siblings have died i just know this one.
I get out side just in the nick of time,
before that building fell I was sure I would die.
I see right before me those flashing lights.
maybe they got out, maybe they are just fine.
Then what i see is my youngest sister.
Bleeding right there all over the stretcher.
She no longer had arms or legs and it just broke my heart
i ran to her to hold her, and tell her my goodbyes.
Then before i could speek my words
she said
"Goodbye"
This was a crazy dream i had when i was in 3rd grade...now i have had it several times since then with a few details changed. but this is what i can remeber from it.
Oct 2013 · 430
True story
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
As a child, i was always a shadow.
My sister always got my light.
I always tried so hard to be like her.
so my head hung low.
I was looking for a reason to fight.

I was never enough

As a teen, i was invisible.
Walking through the halls.
My mom told me i was crazy,
but the truth of it all....
i just wanted to die.

i was never enough.

I lost my father to a family he loved more.
My first true love found some new girl.
the pain inside me, caused me to cut.
yet even then...

I was never enough.

As a adult, I'm controlled like a animal.
Do this, do that!
If i don't i get a wrath
I do my best, im a mother and thats my job.
At the end of the day

I was never enough

One day when I'm gone,
One day when i die.
Someone will remeber me and think...

You were enough, I love you, good bye
Oct 2013 · 499
The life of a lonley mom
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
She wakes up.
It's early in the morning.
The baby is crying,
yet he lays there asleep.
This happens all the time.
Her son is a sweet baby,
but she dosen't understand why he never helps.
She wants to sleep in.
She wants to rest.
It's out of the question.
They say home is where the heart is.
She says her heart is inside those hazel eyes.
almost everyday she questions,
would she even be here if those words
"i'm pregnant"
ever came out of her mouth.
Oct 2013 · 373
How do i?
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
What is it?
What can it be?
Do i have a choice?
Will i ever be able to see?
Afraid of what i might find,
or what i may not.
My mind is blinding me from this spot.
"This spot" are those the right words to use?
It's more like everything.
To some maybe not.
To others why waste the time.
To me it's just....
TICK ,TICK, ticking away.
If time dosent exsist,
How do i?
Oct 2013 · 420
This is the last time
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
I can feel it.
I'm ready to go.
I shouldnt though, I promised.
I grab you, I hit you.

This is the last time.

I love you.
I hate you.
Why do you make me feel so good?
ugh, i can feel it again
I have to go.

This is the last time

You stink,
Your ugly,
You make me want to die.
But please don't leave me.

This is the last time

I give up
You're mine
This cigarette
Oh my....
Oct 2013 · 417
A cheater's tale
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
When i think of happiness,
It's through someone else's eyes.
When i think of happiness,
It's with another guy.
When i think of happienss,
I see him buying me roses and things.
When i think of happienss,
I start to tell secrets and lies.
When i think of happiness,
i forget about your broken heart and tears.
When i think of happiness,
I think about that cool night in fall.
When i think about happiness,
It's when i look at old pictures while i seal them in a box.
When i think of happiness,
You got my note. "goodbye" that's all i wrote.
When i think of happiness,
I am free again.
But, then when i think of true happiness,
I hate myself because you were my happiness
Oct 2013 · 549
Is this me? Is this you?
Becca DeMateo Oct 2013
What is this?
Does it even exsist?
Are they all just lies?
Is this just a dream?
You and me.
what does it mean?
I love you i do,
and that i know is true.
But do you love me?
Yes, we have a life.
Yes, we have a home.
But why does everything feel broken,
Feel missing and at times unreal?
When i look at our son
It's hard to believe he came from you.
Sometimes it's hard to believe he came from me
So what is this?
is it true?
Is this me?
Is this you?
...

— The End —