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spacedouterri · 8 months
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I am weeds in stones
I am acorns after fires
I am cacti with no rain
I am spores after death
I am persistant
I am beautiful
i will take a deep breath
And i will keep growing
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artbyerri · 4 years
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A sentence. I could think of a sentence or i could not even go that far i could think of 
a word.
and know exactly what I mean.
I could see the story arc behind it. The emotion behind it. The world building behind the single 
word.
I know how many times this word would be repeated.
know how many times the characters have said it.
know how its meaning changes in the story. within the prose.
and thats a 
word.
what about a sentence?
it why its so difficult for me to write because all I know is the one sentence or
word.
and thats all my head will give me today
and i could write it down. that sentence or 
word
and no one else knows what I mean no one else knows the depth behind the letters.
and i wonder why cant you see
See what i see. See the potentional.
there are paragraphs behind it
novels behind it
hidden and stored away.
and you can’t see it.
because all my head will give me is 
a word.
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spacedouterri · 11 months
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You are mine
Not in a way that is possessive
Not like a secret
Not mine in that no one else can have you
But you are mine.
.
Mine like experiences and memories are mine
Mine like laughter is mine
Like jokes and stories are mine
Mine like art and poetry is mine
Mine like love is mine
.
You are mine
In that you are meant to be cherished, and adored, and shared by many
You are mine in the way that the world is mine
You are mine like a secret
That i am ready to share
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spacedouterri · 6 months
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You never truly stop
Looking for someone in a room
Once you start.
And your heart will always skip a beat
When you find them.
The only thing that changes
Is the direction you want to run.
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spacedouterri · 5 months
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The brusies on my arm
would be much prettier
If they came from someone elses teeth
Instead of my own self inflicting rage
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spacedouterri · 9 months
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I should write more poems
But the strongest emotion im feeling right now is love
But if i wrote about love
It would be all scared and trying and enduring and hoping
and taking deep breaths
and walking away for a moment
and not understanding what im feeling
and finding reassurance in little moments
And being scared and hoping away
.
And you read these
So im nervous of how that would make you feel
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spacedouterri · 8 months
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Three days ago i said
I love too hard and thats whats wrong with me
Today i believe
I love too hard
And thats something God
did right with me
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spacedouterri · 1 year
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You stare at the everlands in front of you.
You stare ahead and your heart
pounds against your chest.
There is this tingling, crawling,
overbearing sensation of an adventure
yet to come.
Just ahead in front of you.
You feel no excitement,
Not like you dreamed of,
You feel no thrill.
You just feel cold
and small.
Cause the everlands in front of you are very much alive,
and they are very much real,
and this isnt the adventure you dreamed of.
You stare at what awaits you
.
and you cry.
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spacedouterri · 1 year
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Fairy hills
and holidays
and other places
where time fades,
find your and my
hands intertwined
in flower bloom,
'mongst fireflies.
.
Enchanted
hearts, and heads, and fools
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spacedouterri · 2 years
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I just saw someone ask what the lesson of someones poem was
Lesson?
Am i to be telling lessons cause i dont tell lessons
This is purely the inner bits of my mind coming out to the surface
This is my notebook
My secrets whispered in your ears
My night visions and daydreams set to paper
This is my diary
This is my stage
My circus ring
My performance of my downward spiral
This is my cartharsis
This is my heart spilling out
Like it was ripped out of my chest
This is all the words i could think of to describe
what it is to live in my head
and the cry of help that it truely is
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spacedouterri · 8 months
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I just hope you dont ruin
My favourite songs
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spacedouterri · 3 years
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Take my quiz cause i deserve it
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spacedouterri · 3 years
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Im not a good person
I want to be set on fire
I deserve to watch the world
As i burn
Grinning
In a blaze of hell
In destructive glory
I am so cold
I am so lonely
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spacedouterri · 3 years
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I think I destroyed myself.
but it just felt so good
to be someone's entire world
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spacedouterri · 2 years
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I have been writing about you for 4 years.
Why are you all consuming and malignant?
Falling for you
has killed me in some ways
and gilded me in others.
— chronicles about an eighth grade crush from hell
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spacedouterri · 3 years
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After it all,
Blow me away like ash
Let me pass in the wind
And then ill be free.
There will be nothing
Not even me.
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