Little Mouse

This is a great community! Thank you for taking the time to read my short stories and poetry :)

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Little Mouse

This is a great community! Thank you for taking the time to read my short stories and poetry :)

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Hidden Under Hickeys

Little Mouse

1 min read

At the start I was told he was broken,

But that's okay I can glue him back together.

But he'll complain and ignore you,

I'll just bring up the weather.

I can fix him,

That's what everybody says.

I'll just clean all the scars,

What if it was him that made the mess.

What's that purple ring on your arm?

Progress that he's better.

He says his ex made him like this,

Have you ever even met her?

Some...

Poetry

Turn off the blue light

Little Mouse

1 min read

Changing our lives because we are killing the world, everyone worrying about it heating up and the price of gas being too high.

Telling them we want to help but- second thought let's just scroll on our phones till we die.

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Poetry

A Face Behind A Mask

Little Mouse

1 min read

Lets put on a mask to hide our feelings,

it might be handy one day.

Tug it in your grasp and never let it go.

that's what they all love to say.

'We've all been through it, its all right', as they tug your hand far away,

you never get to play.

No one ever see's the tears against your cheeks and your thankful,

no one hears the grinding gears and your okay.

But deep in your heart you know that its ...

Poetry

If I Count The Ways I Love You

Little Mouse

2 min read

If I could count all the ways I love you and write it all down, if I could list them on my fingers and draw it all out;

The list would never end,

I’d have no space left to draw,

I’d run out of fingers,

And my voice would become raw.

I love your voice,

Your personality,

They way your hand fits in mine,

I love the way you laugh and make witty jokes,

I even love it when you whine.

I love the way y...

I LOVE/HATE YOU!!!!

Little Mouse

3 min read

Her POV:

I can smell the scent of alcohol on his breath whenever he talks to me.

Don’t try yelling at him for it because it doesn’t work, I speak from experience.

He is basically a man child that doesn’t know how to take care of himself.

The cockiness is borderline toxic to whoever he is around, and if I knew any better I guess that would probably be the reason for why there is only a small group...

Romance

Am I Pretty Enough?

Little Mouse

2 min read

Everyone at school was asked to say their biggest fear. As we went around the room I heard people say very obvious phobias, such as; clowns, spiders and heights. But when it was my turn to speak I said “The mirror”. I got laughed at and called an idiot, but if they knew the things the mirror said to me they would be scared too.

I look in the mirror and see my insecurities like a list on a wall.

“...

My Riches Are Bloodstained

Little Mouse

1 min read

These people don’t know who I am and if they did they would run,

On the outside I’m a young lady from a wealthy family, what other lies are there to be spun.

All secrets are out, after all this time I have finally been caught,

I don’t know if I should feel angry or relieved, I haven’t been properly taught.

When it’s my time to speak I don’t want to be proven innocent, I want them to shout guilty a...

Poetry

Only In Fairytales

Little Mouse

1 min read

No one can love someone as much as I love you,

No one can get as warm as I, when I see your eyes full of blue.

I like to think that we are made for each other but sadly I was wrong,

It’s hard to think that one fight can mess up what we had for so long.

Every time I see you with her, my heart hurts like it’s getting ripped apart,

But I could never hate her, she is literally a work of art.

I should ...

Poetry

Perfect

Little Mouse

2 min read

I sat in the living room with my older brother waiting for my parents to come in and bring us to yet another boring interview.

Every time we go there I want to scream and tell people the truth, but the pain I feel afterwards is stronger than my principles.

As my parents walk in the door I notice the blood stains on their clothes and the new riches and jewellery rapped around there greedy, petty s...