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  • Reads 200
  • Votes 28
  • Parts 14
  • Time 5m
Ongoing, First published May 06, 2020
I recently got the idea of attempting to write daily. Not anything lengthy, just short bits of poetry... this is basically a collection of those. I'll try to update it daily, sort of like a personal challenge for myself.

With that out of the way, a couple of things about the poems;
They're very abstract, so don't expect any all too cohesive messages to come out of them.
They do narratively connect to a degree, but they are more like individual pieces with similar themes.
They... they actually don't do much more, that's about everything I wanted to say.
Thanks for reading, I hope you will enjoy what you see, if you have any questions or just want to talk, feel free to message me on here... I don't check on wattpad that often though, so feel free to also message me on twitter and instagram here:
twitter.com/EdwardTemple11
instagram.com/EdwardTemple111

Alright, that's it for my blabbering, enjoy the poems:)
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This is a collection of my writing from the past 7 years. Before I started to write, I was a very lost individual, as are most teens, but I was lost in darkness. I was too afraid to move anywhere at all. I hid in the dark, debilitated by my own anxiety, sadnesses, anger, and hopelessness. I was desperate to be loved and feared it the most, I was a coward, I was self-destructive, I would mentally bend my thoughts to the point of bordering insanity. I was born into this world alone, and got too comfortable with it. Maybe I still am, but a fraction of what I used to be. This writing is extremely vulnerable, and potentially disturbing to others, as all my weaknesses, strengths, obsessions with making every moment sentimental, the sickening desperation I've had, the destructiveness, and the constant brutal reconstruction of my mind. Without guidance, it's been absolute intense chaos. Though, there is beauty in the darkness. Everything can be found in the darkness. You'll find that through my writing, I've somehow slowly become exactly what I've written. A living representation of my writing and what I wanted to be. Without myself even knowing it. A lot of my writing themes are based around nature, or some kind of natural aspect. The imagery I paint with natural metaphors is constant, the animals, just like you and I, the plants, and all other living things. I planted these seeds in my mind, unknowingly at the time, where I now feel the deep dark green jungle pressing at the inner walls of my skull. It's all that I want to consume my mind. There's so much to learn. The magic of nature, and it's infinite wisdom. It's as if I have been on this path all along, and I didn't even know what I was doing, yet my body and mind were passively taking care of me. Giving me and eventually showing exactly what I want, and wanted to become. I have every moment, every instance of suffering, and every epiphany to be thankful for. Soon, I'll be at peace from the raging storm.
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Dream Journal

66 parts Ongoing

basically a blog of my dreams Kinda cuz I have hyper realistic dreams which affect me mentally and disturb a lot of people. So ye imma show more people what I dream. These are only recent ones tho, I have past ones which I may write soon. Pls vote <33