The feels
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Ok so I was looking through my journals and I found these. The second part not the poem but the story thing i wrote when I was going through a rough time and i don't know why but I felt like I needed to share it so I am. I did wrote all of this I did not go on Google or search other things like that for any of this so yea. Also a lot are from my troubles now, lots of drama
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His Beauty Her Chaos
𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐲 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐨 "ɴᴏᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ'ꜱ ʟɪꜰᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴍꜱ ɪɴ ʀᴏꜱᴇ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴀʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ʙʟᴇᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ." ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ┆ 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐚 𝐎𝐛𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐢 ┆ "ɪ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʀɪꜱᴇ ᴏɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ. ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ᴘᴇᴛᴀʟꜱ - ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴏʀɴꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴄᴀ ʀꜱ." ┆ 𝐀𝐛𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐮 𝐀𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 ┆ "ᴡᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴄᴀʀʀʏ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴛᴏʀᴍꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʜᴜɴᴅᴇʀ, ᴡᴇ ᴏɴʟʏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ᴄʀɪᴇꜱ." ⊹⊹⊹⊹ ┆ 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 ┆ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴍᴏʟᴅꜱ ꜱᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ, ᴀɴᴅ ꜱɪʟᴇɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴄʀᴇᴀᴍꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏᴜᴅᴇꜱᴛ... ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴜɴꜱᴘᴏᴋᴇɴ ᴡᴀʀꜱ, ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ ꜱᴏᴜʟꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴏꜰ ᴄʜᴀꜱᴏ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ꜱᴀᴠɪᴏʀ. ──────────── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ────────────![Glass Heart [Poetry]](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/184511749-256-k241691.jpg)
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Just poems. Some poems that I have written and others from the internet. If you would like to send me poems, I will dedicate that page to you. Or if you want to stay anonymous that's fine, too. Poems that I have wrote will have a '*' at the end. Please don't steal my own poems, because I worked hard on them. If you do choose to steal MY works, I am hurt. Use your own inspiration and creativity, please, it's not very hard (edit: it is very hard) ;) The poems that I have not written belong to there rightful owners. I will not be taking credit for them.Concluida
To Be Broken
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An extract from a book i'll never write | Poetry |
Just a lonely teenager in love, struggeling with emotions and wanting the end to come sooner rather than later :( i want to love but i just dont want to hurt them if i love one then i will hurt the other. So please forgive me, i can't hold back my emotions anymore for them <3Concluida
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Words are sharper than knife they say. Yes it is true. Some perfectly moulded good words can both make and break a heart easily. A poem is a group of such perfectly moulded words given wings to fly. They fly through the mind and heart easily. A hobby is an activity we do to express ourselves, our beliefs and our thinking. For example through drawing, dancing, singing, etcetera. Writing a poem is one of such hobbies. Here words are used. These words and messages are far more twisted. A poem hits the mind, a good poem hits the heart. Thoughts Of A Juvenile is just a collection of my poems.I started writing poems when I was 8. I may not be a great writer. But yeah I write to express. There have been times for me like many other teenagers where I thought I was lost and helpless. There have been good times too. I'm standing on the edge of teenage now, telling you that you can survive this. You can survive everything. All you need is to find your strengths. There are sad nights and then there are mornings full of opportunities. Don't give up. I'm here and I'll always be here. Whenever you feel down just remind yourself "Be stupid". Go out in public and the eat the food you like alone, ask out your crush, flirt like there's no one watching, dance like a ghost has possessed your body, prank people, have a little chat with the nerds you know. Surviving is an art not many can master. Be a Master. There are mistakes in this book and I tried my best to correct them. But couldn't correct them all. I would really love to receive reviews and criticism. Vote if you like it. Comment your views. And follow for more poems. Add it to your reading list or library.Concluida
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I wrote this because I needed to survive it. Because there are some feelings too big for silence. Some heartbreaks too heavy to carry alone. This isn't fiction. This is my heart, broken open and rearranged into verse. "I saw you standing where the sidewalk curves, and suddenly my chest knew different words." - That's how it started. A glance. A stranger. A feeling I couldn't ignore. "You said we needed to talk. Those five words, I knew. I already knew." - And that's how it ended. Not with fire. With silence. I won't tell you that time heals all wounds. I won't say everything happens for a reason. I won't pretend heartbreak makes you stronger. But I will show you that: You can survive what you think will destroy you. You can break and still become beautiful. You can love someone and lose them and still be whole. You can be your own happy ending. I wrote these poems with tears on my face. I wrote them on good days when I forgot to hurt. Every word is something I actually felt. Every line is a moment I actually lived. "You are not broken. You are breaking open. And that's where the light gets in." - That's what this taught me. That's what I hope it gives you, the comfort of knowing you're not alone.Concluida
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that's Y I wrote iT.
Drink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember being once a teenager and thinking I had no one to speak to. So I wrote my pain in poems, it did help but having to think my friends or Family would never understand. I was wrong. Mental health matters. Volume. IConcluida
11:11
idk what I'm doing updates with my feelings :) dedicated to everyone I'm inspired by cause yikes guide: - separated into chapters that represents a collection of poems that fit under that category - long gaps signify a new poem; they're not together
COMPLETED, next poetry collection coming soon This is a poetry collection that is both ever updating and ever changing. This collection of poetry isn't exactly traditional or ever a solid complete piece of prose, I am ever adding and changing and morphing them into something I feel is better or is more to what I feel suits the character or the emotion I wrote the poem to embody. That being said, this collection has some works alike the past one that I made a few years back that doesn't quite hold up to standard today. I have poems that I have remade and moved into this collection, so If you have come from the previous collection know that if you recognise the theme it's because of that. I created this intended as both a challenge to write some feelings into something productive as-well as to write some inspired works made for a character I made as I wrote the poem or for a event or piece of media I enjoyed. Nothing is ever solid or at least their perspective will change as I write the poem or rewrite it. Anyways enjoy, I try not to be too pretentious but I don't really care because again this is a vent piece of work.
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