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Dominique Yates May 2014
The words you screamed at me contained 26 letters with spaces to breathe

I can write them down in reminder of you but a page of paper won’t do

A mixture of “I hate you” takes 8 letters to waste
Let’s not forget the breaths in between

The words you whispered to me contained 26 letters with spaces to breathe
Why waste the time
If the 26 letters
You use; just use me
Dominique Yates Aug 2014
Have you ever stopped a great addiction ?

Remember the emotions that rushed right after coming to a halt

Feeling cold to the touch
Words filled with pain
Numbness in your mind
A lifeless brain

Did your heart stop while running away

Or

Did you go back without making it a day

Shaking with fear and pain; just to touch him again
Dominique Yates Aug 2014
Silly pain
15 minute fame
You jump the fence
Just so they know your name
Alone for 16 years
No one knows how you feel
She was afraid of someone
Or heartbroken and in need of attention

When the quiet girl with gigantic problems speaks up its a mouth full no one could grasp in one take

You treated her life like ****
Telling her to be more, fit in
Taking an easy hit
An insecure girl
Thrown in a pit of *******, jerks and fears

You think being the skinniest and prettiest will help you in life, think again

We're all ****** people and yes you're one of them
Dominique Yates Jan 2018
So uhm.. I had a baby
I may be naïve
Newly graduated
Still asking my mom to make my doctor appointments
So I had.. a baby
In fact I was still a baby
I just got chewed up and spit out
Now I’m spitting out kids
Who would’ve guessed
So uhm yeah.. I had a baby
I met love in high school
They called him danger and he had blue eyes
Well danger and I uhm..
We kinda had a baby
It felt like the world was telling me this is it,
Welcome to your life
Well guess what world
I HAD A BABY
I’m now invincible and a mom
I’m an invincible mom
I carried a human for nine months
Now I’m making appointments
Setting up schedules
BREASTFEEDING AND WORKING FULL WEEKS
Nothing is stopping me
Now let me repeat
SO I HAD A BABY
A beautiful baby
A wonderful smart baby
I’m teaching him that
The littlest oops turns into
The biggest blessing In disguise
So I’ll tell you one more time
I HAD A BABY
And my life has never been better
This is more of a slam poetry but written
Dominique Yates Aug 2014
Blueberry kisses
I get to like the spoon as my mother makes pancakes on this early noon
9 years ago, us on our own
The whir of her voice woke me every morning but now all alone here on a cliff; I stand while she gives her kisses away
16 years but 2 on cloud 9 a needle in my hand, it was only a matter of time;
I take a leap into the fumes I end up burnt but that's nothing new;
I miss my blueberry kisses but now they're all gone.
Do you see why I'm hateful, do you see it mom ?
What happened to blueberry kisses,

for breakfast every morn' ?
Dominique Yates Aug 2014
Painfully remembering every word you said, it went through my head like a flashback; pushing the pain away with a blade; cursing your name in the pace of the wind felt like yesterday; while wishing you were here to stay felt like a flashback you could never take back.. The day my memory is gone you will be nothing more than a burning flashback stuck to my brain like the pain was never erased
Dominique Yates Sep 2014
They say love hits you hard but they didnt explain the bruises you'll wake up to in the morning; The excuses you'll have to come up with; The days he'll spend saying sorry till you forgive him;  The nights you stay up fearing you'll mess up again; Your friends yelling at you to leave him; When he's yelling at you to ditch your friends; Waiting for the day love will hit you hard enough that you won't wake up in the morning to see any of them ever *again
Dominique Yates May 2014
Fresh breathe of coffee beans
Clinging and clinking of fine china mugs
Quiet Whisper’s; typing of keyboards pages flipping; sighs from about

At the coffee café
I will make a choice on a stupid ******* book about the love within one.
Maybe I’ll read about a dinosaurs’ life even though every single **** right now hasn’t even seen one.
I could read about death and get more depressed or leave the coffee café for another wasted day.

I walk outside the coffee café to chirping lullabies and cars pacing by. I lay on the grass with the book of my choice: One fish, Two fish, Red fish, Blue fish; Yes, I know Im a 16 year old girl with dark brown skin, sophisticated clothing reading a Dr. Seuss book, SUE ME; but let me be free for this rhyming time of Dr. Seuss and this stupid thing I have going on.
Dominique Yates May 2014
You're messaging me back
*Finally
Dominique Yates May 2014
It’s 1:33 as the teacher calls on me.. Dominique, are you in there?

I respond with “I’m thinking of my future but not the one you’d hope for me the one I aspire to see, writing things with passion maybe even screaming why I chose to be this way. Why I don’t show up to school until the fourth period bell rings because every Friday we read our feelings out loud that we throw on a piece of paper, I wait at the stairs when the fifth bell calls his name, run up the stairs to see him smile, Everyday. I don’t really know why I’m here and why I’m afraid to speak up this way.”

Dominique, are you in there?

I respond with a thoughtless look of just go away, you’re too dense to hear what I have to say.
Dominique Yates May 2014
she picks the nail polish off her nails
words cut her open when at school
when the sizeable switchblade slashes her skin
her curly hair covers her face
her teachers actions stress her out
paper is thrown as she gets off the bus
a mile she walks as she gets taunted
she slams the door to find love and affection
a smile on her face as school is not a thought
In her bed alone;
Darkness creeps
Schizophrenic ways
Fire inside
Rusted blades
she wakes up at night to find morning again;
Sizeable Switchblade
Dominique Yates May 2014
I sliced my wrist at 11:03
I’m sorry I left you
It’s too much for me
I apologized to you as I hurt myself repeatedly

I apologized to the people I feel hate me
Drama ***** my heart dry
When I have to clean my wrist every night

I’m sorry that I was a waste
But you really were my thought of day

I wish it didn’t have to end this way
But my last goodbye will be in my head
I cut too deep into your heart; I will save you the trouble and stab my arm

I’m sorry
But I’m leaving pretty soon;
Hopefully you’ll never see me again

I still love you

**The End
My ex told me I broke his trust.. And I ****** up.
Dominique Yates Oct 2014
The rain shattered on the rooftops; clashing with my skin;
running into the closest building which felt the farthest away slipping on mud I fell into the storm
of you
Being my home, the closest I've come to something real
Searching for the eye of the storm
Lost in pain, I can't find my way
Stumbling upon something new everyday
I just wish the rain would end and shine one day
The pain feels like acid rain burning my skin on a sunny day
But your smile is a hurricane taking out everything
I want the rain to end but I would never see you again
Into the storm, I fall again but you catching me in your arms
The storm has stopped and I realized that the rainy days are the ones that let me love you more even though the sunny days are the prettiest of all.
I think this is about my ex but it kinda isn't..
Dominique Yates May 2014
My train of thought never ends
It goes on and on
It doesn’t stop for anyone, not even me
If you step in the way
It moves around
Knowing you’re doing it just to stop the pain
The sound of screams
Your happiness over mine
It will crush me before it thinks about you
As you see its my
Train of Thought
But the whistle has finally stopped
It has pushed me down,
Run around,
But never caught me until now
It has run me over,
The Pain Train has stopped;
its annoyance of me and the pessimistic dream
Dominique Yates Sep 2014
My lipstick scetched in your lips
Your love etched on my heart
I think I love you more but physical attraction is what I'm liking for

I covered your face in lipstick stain
As you say I love you over again

List covered dust
Sprinkled over us
All I can do is think of you

Running your hands up my back
Chills shoot through, an impulse erupts saying I love you was just too much

Physical attraction was what I wanted so in the end

"We're just friends"
You
Dominique Yates Jan 2021
You
Everyday with you
I learn something new

They don’t tell you about the hard days
When your down to your last piece of patience

Its not your fault
Nor mine;
This is something new

I am thankful for you and all that you do
But they really don’t tell you about the hard days

When you can't fall asleep
When you refuse to eat

Why wont you let me brush your hair
Can you put on your underwear?
I’ve been chasing you around days

Help me, let me catch up

You’re growing taller and getting smarter

Your training my brain
Testing my restraint

I feel that I am failing you,
I feel you could do better without me, your mommy
But everyday with you,
I learn something new

Because they do tell you about the good days
But never go in depth

From the “mommy I love you" down to the kisses and hugs
You make the bad days seem not so tough
when your smile pokes through the 3 year old " I'm grown" attitude

So we can stay up tonight
maybe share a midnight treat

We can brush your hair in the morning
or tie it up

Who needs underwear
Mommy doesn’t care

Everyday with you
I learn something new

Good days or bad days
I will always love you
No matter what they tell me
Everyday is a new day for me and you

I'd rather learn something new then have never met you
You
Dominique Yates Aug 2014
You
I've seen raindrops on your face
The brightest days you hide away
Like a shattered screen you'll always be broken
Big grins can't hide your pain
I loved you forever but you became to much;
The gift form hell but the burden from above

— The End —