#excerpts from a poetry book i’ll never write

[yakultstan]

You made me a poet

the universe daringly united us together only to tear us down harshly, apart forever greater intent was placed upon us you'll live in me eternally for you made me a poet

[lost-in-time-marie]

God Lives With The Ants

When I was younger, I would lay under a maple tree in the backyard. I’d stare up at the leaves and watch them wither from a bright green into orange and red and fall all around my head. I’d talk with the wind that danced and sang as it rushed through the trees and played with my hair. I’d observe the ants as they went about their business in the dirt next to me. So small, and yet we occupied the same space, but our perspectives couldn’t be more different. Our futures intimately linked and yet I found myself wondering if this crawling little insect could sense my gaze. I wondered what great giant’s ribcage laid beside my whole infinite universe, small enough to be held on the tip of their finger. And suddenly, for the first time, I believed that colossus did gaze at my universe, occupying its same space, but somehow so small and impossibly different, and it would get misty eyed pondering the complexity and beauty of our entangled existences, and it would hope things for all us and then mourn those hopes as they changed and evolved over the years, entirely beyond anyone’s reach at this point.

~K.

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[soul-xhoney]

1:10

You’re still the one I think of when I have things to tell; and when I wore your sweatshirt yesterday I realized how much I missed your smell. It lingered…

Like all the things I’ve mentally made note of since the day we met, it stained my brain the way we stained your counter with the red wine we drank

Or the way I’d stand to lock your hair after a late afternoon beach run; like the touch of your warm skin that embraces me like the sun

Like the words to the song you wrote, the art drew or the sculpture you made; the look on your face when you showed me

You linger…

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[blogbatsinthebelfrylove]

4/6/24 1:52am

“When?”

Have you ever hit that point in your life that you realize it’s going to get worse before it gets better? That is, IF it ever gets better. That point where the only thing you know anymore is survival and you’re just not sure that you want to anymore? Realized you’re a failure in everything so what’s the point in “seeking attention” by attempting suicide. Because you know that you’ll just fail at that too and have to face the world and all the whispers. Realize that once you try to end it that you’ll be unsuccessful and constantly walk into silent rooms that were just filled with chatter. What happens when you finally hit that point? Are you fooling yourself by thinking it will actually get better? That’s what everyone says. “It gets better. It WILL get better.” I’ve been telling myself that for most of my life and there are fleeting moments when a normal, happy life doesn’t feel so unattainable. More often than not I find myself in a room full of people slipping into a fantasy of not having to face the next day and that days catastrophe that awaits. But then I realize that I’m just not that lucky. You see, IF I were to try again I’d just fail like the last 17 times. Each time with more damage and another piece of my soul lost…. They say “It gets better.” I’d just like to know when….

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[feltpoetry]

“today i saw you, i didn’t feel the butterflies and i didn’t want to kiss you. i just saw you and you were like every boy in the world, and i swear it was your fault”

- excerpt from a book i’ll never write #9

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[abbigailnichole]

"How do you move on?" I asked the darkness.

Grief, l've learned, is really just love. It's all the love you want to give, but cannot. Grief is just love with no place to go. Sometimes, the bad things that happen to us are not valuable lessons. Nothing can be extracted from them, there are no positives to some things. It is okay to feel grief for what happened to you, to mourn what you have lost, to know it was not fair. Sometimes, we can only let go of the past by grieving it, by admitting it was not okay, but now that we are dealing with the pain, sometimes you can't move on.

-but we can hope for a better future

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[awhisperamongechoes]

Even after 23 years, I’ve still never quite learned the difference between putting in effort to continue something and the desperation of holding onto something that wasn’t meant to be.

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[gracefullyinkful]

I used to be so passionate. Words used to come so easily. And in the grief…the despair…words have failed me. Somewhere within myself I am screaming, begging, clawing at the walls to get out and yet, here I am…a faux version of myself. Someone I don’t recognize. Thinking that if I can manifest a difference by thinking about it hard enough, things will change. Sitting on my couch, waiting for someone to take my hand and show me the way out. But when people show up, they’re wide eyed and starved; desperate for relief themselves.

- c-ptsd series: I don’t think anyone else knows the way either

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[greenleavesandrainydays]

satirical sadness in the instance of sadistic sequence,

he buries the bodies in the yard.

his fresh soil softly sowed by tears — she weeps,

sinister expression behind a facade of a broken heart.

she softens the snake in her hand,

her situations unattainable by a holy soul — he cries.

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[ggravi-ty]

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[yakultstan]

Silent Reverence

I still trust in you to carry my secrets with grace as I protectively hold onto yours even if we never speak again

my love for you never ceased it's just changing shape

[lost-in-time-marie]

All My Unsatisfied Cravings

Most people don’t know what it’s like to want things. Not really. Not deeply. With your whole heart and soul. You’re willing to bleed for it, push for it, give for it.

Oh sure, people know all about coveting. Humans do this the best, perhaps. We covet what we see everyday. This life, this hair, this face, this position, this power, this person.

My body doesn’t know what to do with all its wanting. I hurt and mourn and long for things I’ve never seen or heard or tasted. I’m starving and I’m craving and I’m standing in the middle of the biggest buffet, more than my eyes can hold, and my favorite food is missing. My mouth turns sour at every dish. I can’t tell you what it is, what ingredients it requires, if you bake or sauté it. But I could pick out the smell, in this room full of every delicious mouth watering meal, and I’ll recognize it when it’s finally put on the plate in front of me.

~K.

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[soul-xhoney]

14:29

2024 is about withholding my love and not saying “I love you” to everyone anymore.

Because I know I mean it, but it’s evident that other people don’t.

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[from-the-fires]

do you know how much i like you ? i like you so much i feel it transforms me—i’m remade in your hands. i like you so much i remember the taste of hope. how sweet it can be to live in a world that has you. i think about you so much it echoes in waves throughout my whole being. i can barely write anymore but all my words are for you. do you know what happens when you speak ? every cell in my body listens. you could talk about anything and everything and i’ll be enamoured by every word said in your voice. how lovely that we met. how blessed that i know what your hand feels in mine. when i got to sleep i hope it’s you i dream of. when i come home i hope it’s to you.

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[feltpoetry]

“after he broke my heart, i began writing about him. i wrote and i wrote and i’ve described him as a hurricane, a drug, my universe. now that i’ve moved on, i don’t see him in that way anymore. he wasn’t anything above ordinary, he was just a boy. a boy who didn’t want to be with me and that’s that.”

excerpt from a book i’ll never write #781

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[like-themoon]

you remind me of my favourite flowers

of violets and lilacs and lilies

of the rain and the fresh grass

you remind of the light summer breeze

and the little baby pink hearts

of the silent voice of the waters moving

of the chocolate i devour

you remind me of the good things

the things i dream of having

the things i have seen but never felt as if they were mine

you remind me of love and free and care and the sea

of everything and anything

i could never find in me

~like-themoon

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