~Otter's Poems~

[otterpop2242]

Whispering

Where memories sleep
And flowers rot
Deep below ground
It's more than you thought.
Pastels, Pencils, withered canvas
Rusty knives, Forgotten toys
Shattered glass flaked with red
Earwigs are hidden and centipedes slither
Lakes and oceans left empty to stay
Whispering ghosts of moments forgotten
Sunny memories blurred out, with unknown faces and distant jingly laughter


Thinking about it makes you laugh
A world beneath you isn't real...


Its not real...
Its not real.
ITS NOT REAL.
ITS.
NOT.
REAL.

You tell yourself.
Over and over.

But... can you really trust someone like yourself?


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No matter where you come from
No matter what you have been through
No matter what you have done to others
No matter what you have done to yourself
Despite everything,
When you look in the mirror,
What do you see?
Its you!
And nothing can change that. <3

[Raneth]

As these are original poems, I've moved the thread to its proper place in the Parlor.

[otterpop2242]

As these are original poems, I've moved the thread to its proper place in the Parlor.

Thanks!

[otterpop2242]

Plastic eyes and dark outlines
See through souls leave heartbeats underneath your skin
Gaping holes through shattered minds cast shadows on the empty walls
Stitched together after being torn and gored apart countless times
Flashing images of places you remember but forget so easily
distant laughter and rows and rows of empty smiles

[otterpop2242]

((this is a poem about my beloved mortifelis, Kitty.))

Innocence
A warm, soft little kitten
Something is different about this tiny one
on the inside she has a little secret
Her heart isn't beating anymore.
On the inside she's dead.
but nobody knows.
She plays fine just like the rest of them.
Pouncing and jumping, chasing moths, and being silly.
But one day her secret is out
Her skin is peeling away
The other little ones don't want to play with her anymore.
She smells funny.
Nobody wants to take care of her anymore.
She's alone and crying for help.
But one day...
A nice woman comes along.
She tells her that she takes in the monsters that aren't wanted anymore.
She picks the little kitty up,
And takes her away from loneliness.
Soft, warm and taken care of.
A new mommy. New friends.
New home.

[otterpop2242]

It hates itself
It's tearing at it's own skin
It's afraid of itself
that all its done is bad and hurtful, nothing matters anymore
It's disturbing to think of

[otterpop2242]

Its hard to think
the people that are so happy all the time
can be hurt.
It's hard to think
The people who's lives are falling apart
Can power through and take what life gives them.
It's hard to think the people who have disabilities
Mental or physical
Can be happy through it all.
Think about it.