Spilledthoughts Stories

YOU WERE A LOVE I WOULD HAVE CROSSED OCEANS FOR ||All Rights Reserved.

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

Hey!! I recently started writing poetry and wanted to post it somewhere. So I'll try to post it here! If you have any suggestions for improvement, I'd be very happy if you let me know. Thank you so much and I hope you enjoy my poetry!!

a series of thoughts that I will post when I randomly decide to write down what's going through my mind. [ lower case for stylistic purposes only. ] Written by: OneGirlNamedSara Best Rank: #89 Non Fiction (07072016) All Rights Reserved Copyright © 2016

a poetic autobiography of mixed feelings, past experiences and spilled thoughts narrated through vhs tapes. Press Play ▶

This is a book dedicated to any of my random thoughts I want to spill out here 🙈 It includes rants, playlists, tv shows i like, my favorite stuff, and questions. I would also like to promote your books if you'd like (even tho I don't have a ton of followers).

I just write how I'm feeling and what I'm thinking hoping some people will find themselves in it.

I reached for the stars but it wasn't enough, you deserve the moon my love

You didn't have to leave the way you did, but you did it anyway. "I'll see you later," you said. It's been 1,167 days and I've been waiting ever since, like throwing a ball for a dog, just for it to return to nobody there. That's how it felt when you left. You broke my heart into a million pieces. My only way of coping is writing these letters to you. Even though I know you won't care to read them, I'm doing this for myself, because this is my way of letting you go.

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

"Creating words to form sentences of rage and unrequited love poems." -a tremendously sorrowful boy

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.

"WE CAME WE SAW WE C O N Q U E R E D" Copyright © 2016 by heykalahari

Just some of quotes of some things I've said or thought about. "Their will be a day you want give up you'll want to be dead gone nonexistent because every is just to much just to much you'll want to cry out with anger, hate, sadness, grief, desperation because it's just all to much. But guess what it gets better you'll get through it alone or with someone helping you along the way so yes you will at one point in life give up and it's perfectly normal but you have to remember to pick yourself back up and stronger than before better than ever because it will get better."

❤️‍ For our history ❤️‍

Just some random glimpse of emotions and scenarios running through my head.

We are all messed up kids trying to get by. Many many times, there are words better unspoken. Many many times, they are better off written and thrown away. This book is a compilation of catalogs personally written by the ambivalent Carla and the enigmatic Pauline.

Some feelings cannot be explained, only written- in the tremble of a line, in the hush between stanzas. This collection is a journey through love, heartbreak, and healing. Each poem here once lived in the quiet corners of my thoughts, and now, they live on these pages. Let these words keep you company in moments when your own heart has something to say. @alchemistmaiden

my soul finds solace in my words, for my mind won't rest, till what my heart desires is written, let it be for smiles or tears, let's embrace this whirlwind of emotions.