Spilledthoughts Stories

from my brain to yours.

These proms explain the thoughts rushing through my mind, They explain my love, Tears, And everything I have done up until now, My wish is for my poetry to reach out to my readers and bring peace and joy to them, So please, Read every line carefully, For they hold a story within, And know you're not alone. Love, 𝓛𝓲𝓵 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓽𝓬𝓪𝓴𝓮

Collection of poems Most that were made from inspiration All words are my own Hopefully you find these to pleasure your mind

Not a story. Within are words with intent to open minds, heal heartaches, escape reality and express oneself. ~From my heart to yours.

Basically some short stories/drabbles/oneshots revolving around a certain color, since I've been in a writing mood lately and also an aesthetic mood. Cover found on Pinterest, all credit to creator of it!

I can't see past you, But i'm too scared to make a move! A short book of poetries that you can relate to ig? By- Krishtastic (Krishna) (#1 on newera) (#1 on spilled thoughts)

The Earl of Memesbury... As ill as he had been for all those weeks. Nothing was ever able to heal him, and all in all...the disease was devouring him unforgivingly...alive. As I pen these lines I cannot say exactly what had happened to the Earl that day, and to my mind it will never be clear. Since that ghost had took his already miserable life mercilessly. There are still moments which do send a wave of terror upon my very heart. And my blood runs cold even to this day as I am holding my quill, as the clock tower is about to chime...midnight...

Just some of my inner thoughts as poetry and quotes

My thoughts ink out the sunflowers in my life. Inspired by Rupi Kaur's poems. if writing can help her heal, maybe it can help me too.

Hey it's not an story it's kind of short story-poem about 2 lovers who wanted each other for an eternity but eventually the timings were wrong

collection of poetry with themes such as love, mental health, loss, self love, and other things

kinda different from the stuff i usually write but im sorta happy with it. (i know i know shitty title)

just publishing abandoned poems and whatnot .

You think you've survived, yet something still pulls you toward the ache. You soothe your heart, whispering that it's nothing - soft, light, harmless. You convince yourself it's free will, strength of mind, a calm command. But it's a bitter fruit stuck in your throat - neither swallowed nor spat out, only lingering in pain. You try to smile though your lips tremble from exhaustion. You look into the mirror, asking: Do I pierce through it, or does it pierce through me? You reach out to yourself, touching your own solitude, only to find a blurred reflection. You ask your torn heart, How much endurance do you have left? Life keeps coming for you - relentless, unapologetic. It hurls you against the wall, only to bend you halfway, then forces you to rise again, like a sword reclaimed. You spin within your own orbit, watching repetition tighten its grip. You lose, you are lost, you search. It's a revelation without clarity - like a theft in broad daylight by a blind thief. And then, a faint light disturbs you; you fear it might expose you. You stand on the edge of dawn - and extinguish it. Still, you keep trying.

Well these are poems I've written and in various topics (basically my whole diary so, have a good day) ☺️ / LGBT+ 🏳️‍🌈

"how can I throw the pain when it is inside my skin" A collection of short poems. Welcome to my chaotic mind.

If he's happy, I'm happy.

joy&void

A poem about conflicts in family by Kyrae.