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Diary of the Damned
Stanford, Kentucky    My writing has always been my personal way of waging war on the darkness that threatens to steal my hope and my dreams so as ...

Poems

Cattatonicat Jun 2020
There she goes, with a young heart in a ****** world. She’s so young and she could be so gullible. Love sounds like a dream but feels like trickery to her heart. To have power over her young heart, that would be the dream for the ****** in the ****** world. She’s so young, it would be so easy to lie to her. She’s so young, it would be so easy to take advantage of her. She’s so young, it would be so easy to manipulate her.

She feels every time she is lied to, taken advantage of, and manipulated, and she knows what’s happened to her. She doesn’t want to say anything about it, because she knows only the ****** would do such a thing. The ****** weren’t always the ******, and she could be one of them any day, and she knows.

At some point, however, she feels the need to say something as a preventative measure. She has a young heart and so many of the ****** want to **** it. The ****** world doesn’t feel safe to her. She wants all the ****** in the ****** world to stay away from her until they are no longer the ******. However, she is scared that everyone in the ****** world, including her, is the ******. She is scared that there will be no one left in her refuge once all the ****** are gone. She has to risk her fear because she believes her heart is young and she wants to keep it that way.
KM  Sep 2011
Damned
KM Sep 2011
I can kiss you
but ****** if you kiss me first
****** if you even show for a second
that you want me like i want you

I reach for your hand
but ****** if you grab mine first

I love running my fingers through your hair
but ****** if you brush your fingers through my hair

You're so handsome
but ****** if you tell me i'm beautiful

i need you sometimes
but ****** if you let me know you want me

my fingers can ghost over your skin
but ****** if you touch me at all

i can kiss every inch of you
but ****** if you kiss my forehead

i always listen to your troubles
but ****** if you lay a comforting hand on me

i turn to you for support
but ****** if you rest your head on my shoulder

i love sleeping next to you
barely enough space between us
but ****** if you want to cuddle with me

i know that you want everything that i do
but ****** if you will ever admit it
Regina Harrison Jul 2021
Long ago dreams
Dead cuz of choices made
No rhyme or reason
To this ****** addiction

No one can hear my screams
Inside my head they never fade
Living in hell no matter the season
Lost in this ****** addiction

Unbearable demons haunt me
No longer able to maintain
I give in to the anger
Finding absolution in this ****** addiction

This isn't how I want to be
Life's roller coaster ride has been insane
I have nothing left to wager
Stagnated by this ****** addiction

Broken promises left broken hearts
And kids without their mother
And a Mom beaten down and ashamed
Pain became the justification in this ****** addiction

Filled with guilt that never departs
And an anguish like no other
My past can no longer be blamed
Reality is I got complacent in this ****** addiction

Fighting so hard yet only feeling defeat
Can't seem to find the light
So tired of always hurting
I run into the chaos of this ****** addiction

I bow my head without conceit
Crying out to God with all my might
But desolation can be very disconcerting
When trying to escape this ****** addiction

Time and time again I tried and failed
To leave this life behind
Only to lose myself once more
To the hypnotic pull of this ****** addiction

This crazy train has been derailed
No longer strung outta my mind
Going to spread my wings and soar
The hell away from this ****** addiction
Sobriety is amazing life is so much better now. I'm blessed!