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Would you still love your daughter if she was like me?
Would you give her love and affection?
Even if she was yelling and screaming and being mean?
Or would you turn a blind eye and just say
"Oh, she just wants attention!"
And ignore her cries for help.
Would you still love your daughter if she was like me?
Would you kiss and hold her and tell her everything will be alright?
...Thursday 8th October 2020 1:51 pm
Broken
We were young 19 and 22
just me and you
we went into this blindly
everything we've gone through wasn't supposed to be taken lightly
three months in
and we found out we're having a kid
we bickered and we fought
that's how relationships were at least so I thought
4 months I was afraid
but for eight years you've stayed
but not without a glitch
you f*** that b****
I had poured ...
Thursday 27th August 2020 1:08 pm
Unappreciated Art
A single blue dot on a canvas
That no one can understand
Over looked and unappreciated
So quit yet so loud
A story waiting to be told
But no one cares to ask
Every canvas tells a story
This one is called depression
Friday 3rd May 2019 11:30 pm
A turkey in sheep's clothing
"Fattening up time" the wall calendar read
which meant only one thing to old farmer Ted.
Christmas was coming and there's money to be made
you see the bigger the bird the more he'd be paid.
He'd saved up all year and bought high quality feed
to ensure that his flock was the best he could breed.
So this year Ted's turkeys would be the tastiest in town
and the best biggest...
Wednesday 24th April 2019 9:22 am
Love Seed
To win my heart, cross my roads
To get my love, you knock my doors
Let's to start, to earn cruise
To build a nest within love rose
Adore you much, looking forward
To keep in touch, even one word
Eager to fly, to reach sward
Where your face, shines on board
You're the star, you're my sun
You're in heart, the only one
Grow love seed, before ge...
Tuesday 5th February 2019 2:41 pm
Rose Colored Reality
Too much reality
can burn a hole
through your soul.
I prefer to temper it
with rose colored glasses,
as you know.
With my glasses on
I can see past the ego
to the wounds at
war within.
I can see that the
past, present, and
future are all
an illusion...
created for one purpose
to tell the story
of how we want to
show up in this world.
I can see beyond
resistance,...
Wednesday 23rd January 2019 3:08 pm
Til Morning Light
{Til Morning Light}
I've doubted my
happiness along
awaiting for my newer
sins til morning light
and as I rewrite all
of my stories and
compete with my
never-ending ends
that seems to never
be ending for me daily
and I don't have time
for no imposters
because I will only
fade away at the
rumbling watery
morning light while
rewriting all my new
...Saturday 3rd November 2018 10:58 pm
{Evil Venom}
{Evil Venom}
Your venom is like an evil
wicked snake knocking
at the door saying let me
in because I am the devil
and as I try to run from
the devil knocking at the
door because I can't
escape myself it's like
holding a shotgun to my
head and pulling the trigger
while blowing my brains
out all over you pussy ass
bitches while saying hot
damn you hav...
Thursday 4th October 2018 8:43 pm
Ich Du
“Ich du, Ich du!”
Those words meant nothing to you.
Nought but bindings
Tethering me to you.
Your loving face turned hard,
Your gaze hurting me like barbs.
“Ich du, Ich du!”
The words that bind me to you.
Your ghastly glare
Evoking within me so much fear.
“I truly do love you dear,”
Barely but a long-lost whisper in my ears.
Your gentle touch tur...
Monday 18th June 2018 3:41 pm
Free-Falling
I’m losing my mind.
Don’t you understand?
I’m desperately reaching out for your hand.
Don’t leave me hanging, slipping, falling…
down into the endless abyss of darkness,
Never destined to land.
You’ve saved me once before,
But this time there are no safety ropes.
I’m free-falling, plummeting, going down…
My only hope Is for you to save me now.
I’m losing my ...
Monday 18th June 2018 2:59 pm
The Plot
The Stoner
There be a stoner, a mighty old one, wrinkled skin, twisted toes, frail and fragile, as if a tiny little nudge can dismantle his assembled soul. He’s not a person, not at least now, may be once, but long forgotten. Now he is a shadow of a soul. He is fragmented so is his mind. He would talk you through rubbish and say nothing, but then when you least expect it he says the thing. Spec...
Sunday 1st April 2018 6:37 pm
Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #1
{Thug Life Quote/Of Mine #1}
The thug life
in me is one
day going to
set it off by
dropping the whole
world to it's
knees as you
will flow through
me and I will
go out in a blaze
of glory as God
made me to do
And my lil homies I ain't mad at cha
©One_Pissed_Off_American_Ghost_Writer/Tina Glover 1...
Sunday 3rd December 2017 3:55 pm
The book
From the first page to the last,
I absorbed the world around you.
I was there to witness the tears,
The anger,
The love.
Within each chapter I fell deeper.
As if under a spell, I lost control.
I was lost in another world,
Traveling to a place with no time.
I watched a story unfold before my eyes.
With each word,
Each sentence,
Each page,
I became ap...
Wednesday 22nd November 2017 1:37 am
monster
I always told my mom that there was a monster under my bed. She of course never believed me,she always said that i had an over imagination. She gave me a night light so the monster would go away,but that never helped,it just angered her. There was nothing I could do to get rid of this monster,so I ignored it,I listened to music every night so I couldn’t hear the screams. I’m 16 now,the monster is ...
Monday 13th November 2017 10:49 am
There was once a man.
There was once a man,
charming in the flesh
He fell in love with a woman,
who he described her as a universe with the brightest stars.
She was his dream,
a dream that came close with his reality.
There was once a man,
bewitched with all.
He dare not speak,
for not to ruin all.
He cared for his beloved,
as if she was the heart of it all.
Until he met his dem...
Saturday 15th July 2017 1:30 am
Ruby Red
I breathe in, filling up my lungs with the cold, cold winter air. Hair the colour of ruby floating in the wind, the tears dripping down my face until they too float away. A piece of concrete crumbles away and falls, until I can no longer see it, swallowed up by the shadows, which have come a bit too close for comfort now. Threatening to swallow me too.
Instead I angle my face to the sun. So un...
Saturday 10th June 2017 12:32 am
In The Light of The Evening
I work hard most days
hands all rough by six
ah, but it’s worth every callous
whatever’s needed
and when I’m done, I walk
right down the sea-front promenade
sip on a cup of something
so warm and so sweet
with those boats sailing in and out
in the lazy light of the evening
There forms a shape in the foam on my coffee
I see the outline of your nose and eyes
looking up at me
I wonder j...
Tuesday 31st January 2017 11:02 pm
Listen
Listen to me,
I know what you’re thinking,
“Great another poem,
Are we done yet?”
But listen to me.
You have a voice,
Right?
Well, use it.
Because unlike you,
Some don't.
But listen to me,
I don't know what you’re going through
And I can't tell your story,
Only you can.
So listen to me.
I want you to look around.
You are in a room with...
Friday 30th September 2016 8:18 pm
IT'S SO HOT
It’s so hot
Let’s stop here my lady
It’s so cool, and
The trees are so shady
Oh! it’s so hot
Come, let us undress and do without
Us! M’lady, I’ll not bare my plums
I’ll sit and look out,
And, warn you if anyone comes
Very well. Please give a genteel shout
She unlaced her bloused top
Bared her chest. Not to entice
Splashed them, once, then twice
Stooping low, her breasts they did...
Sunday 9th November 2014 10:30 am
Two Line Horror(ible) Story
I stood there and chanted, "Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary!"
"I heard you the first time," said the Bar Tender.
HA!
Friday 14th March 2014 9:40 pm
My Imagination? 99 word horror story
The shadows flick across the darkened room.
I imagine these are demons in their evil dance,
although I know it is only the passing cars.
I hear strange noises coming from the attic.
I imagine this to be a serial killer stomping around,
although I know it is the mouse I chased
away a few days ago.
I hear an anguished moan.
I imagine it to b...
Tuesday 4th March 2014 10:00 pm
Once in a land faraway
Once in land far away
Was a woman
she knelt to pray
She prayed for a child who could be
The key to a new dawn of ages
The baby was conceived
Naturally of course
By union of bodies
By lustful souls
The scrolls foretold the child would grow to be
A pawn in the game of prophecy
A peacemaker
A son of the goddess
Most high
Her diamond ,glowing bright in the sky
But there would be...
Sunday 9th February 2014 5:12 pm
Ninety one Word Story of My Life
I was born in Texas and raised in Arkansas. I was taught that if you worked hard and tried even harder you could accomplish anything.
In some ways this is true. At the age of 26 I joined the army.
Even though my service from 1986-1988 was a little boring. I did something that at the time was unusual for a Woman. I served along side Men and pr...
Tuesday 26th November 2013 10:48 pm
Another Two Line Horror Story
I look into the mirror, an old Woman is staring back at me!
AHH!, oh wait, it's just me.
HA! HA!
Sunday 27th October 2013 11:51 pm
Sofia's Masterpiece Story
Tuesday 5th March 2013 11:26 am
TAT
TAT
Each tattoo tells a story in ink to its owner, not just as a picture. Men in the pub ask me on them, what they mean, who did them and why? Different types of needle work, colours and styles all combined together to create my masterpieces. Thousands of pounds spent on permanent designs upon my body. From my favourite band The Gathering, they've not heard of them. As I never d...
Sunday 20th November 2011 11:52 am
SOUTHERN SONG
SOUTHERN SONG
I’m one of the boys; I’m one of them who lives in my southern English town of Witches’ Elbow.
We just love it in our quaint little town by the sea, we chill out on the beach on the long summer nights, drinking warm beer and making love on the sand dunes knowing these moments will last forever.
I’m originally from the north and moved to Witches’ Elbow coz I ...
Monday 3rd October 2011 3:20 pm
you make stories
You make stories your clever
you bind the lines together
stories written last forever
we are making stories its fun
stories that make us whole
stories that make us one
we make stories from day one
everybody has a story to tell
from the birth of the earth
to the gates of heaven
to the depths of hell
everyone has a story to tell!
Saturday 22nd January 2011 4:01 pm
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