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clairvoyantsoul
clairvoyantsoul
18/F/Canada i've always like writing to try and vent and escape, so here are my thoughts, feelings and experiences. hope you don't hate it.
i feel this overwhelming sense of calm amongst all of the chaos, my brain is foggy and i am not sure how to think. breathe. you will be okay, just keep pushing forward. todays problems will hide behind soon to be tomorrows' haze, things come and go. just remember to breathe.
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Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 10:41 PM UTC
breathe.
you do not understand the power you have your eyes make me weak at the knees your hands hold me together and your love keeps me sane when you look at me i can see the sky blue and dazzling beautiful and bright you are so soft and strong standing tall to keep me safe you don’t understand the power you have i love you my heart is yours and i know this is true your eyes meet with mine i have heard that the sky is the limit with love there is no limit so why do you hold the sky in your eyes? -j.p.
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Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 1:15 AM UTC
power.
bring out the ink, cover the page, pools or creativity leak onto the desk. you are incredible, skill, abilities; boundless. the sky's the limit and you’ve painted it with ten shades of blue. brushes vary from size and shape, pencils range in darkness and texture. you create tones and shades, different worlds, different beings present themselves; bringing new things to existence, making old things seem new. you are an artist. you create. you, yourself, your art form, a weapon. skillful and sharp, utility. along with your tools, your training. you too can become a weapon, of mass creation. -j.p.
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 1:56 PM UTC
creation.
i don't think i've ever been in a place in myself where i've felt wanted i feel kind of dark my eyes are burning i'm not sure what to think sorry i exist i'll go -j.p.
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 11:08 PM UTC
want
there's this feeling of me being constantly on the verge of something. i'm not sure what. or why. i feel as though, simultaneously i'm clinging onto something while feeling completely disconnected, from that thing. i'm lost. there's this ledge and i'm trying to tighten my grip. sweat builds. i'm slipping.
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Feb 17, 2018
Feb 17, 2018 at 8:59 PM UTC
edge
i feel anxious not sometimes, not constantly. well i'm not too sure. maybe.. i feel like i'm constantly being dragged in every direction, the stars are plucking at my hair like strings. and my mind- it seems to wander, goes anywhere else but where i need it to be. i will never understand why my feet forget how to walk sometimes, no they're not judging the way you walk- well, now, maybe. i'm not breathing that loudly- stop it you know how to breathe, now you can't catch your breath. i will never understand why my eyes flicker to find people who i assume are looking or thinking about me. no one cares. so why do i? -j.p.
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Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 9:02 PM UTC
distressed
i promised him i'd write him something not for him more for me i dont wish to have all my thoughts be about another i want more positivity i want to write about him i need to i want to try and put into words all the emotions that are being pushed towards me soft gentle calm collected you make me feel a way no other has made me feel before i feel enlightened that you love me as much as i do you beautiful sweet serious control i trust you with everything no moment is dull and no second is anxious breathe gasp sweat love your hands running along my body feel like silk gliding past me you don't leave one inch un touched lovely honest loyal i love him, he has my heart and he's put it on a pedestal he sees my flaws and kisses the scars caring confident he fills my head with thoughts of bliss i feel at home inside his arms safe i cannot tell if we will last but lord knows i hope we will hes changed my life im writing this about him he is mine and i feel a sense of accomplishment because of this he is mine and i cannot see it being any other way yes we write songs, say sweet nothings and make gestures yes we make mistakes, but we are human i believe we will make it. i love him. -j.p.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
promise
i feel like time is s   l     i        p           p            i                n                     g. i feel like there is more i could have done yesterday.    i regret not kissing you enough yesterday, because now i realize i can't tomorrow. today i missed you, it came in waves like water clashing against rocks. yesterday i said "tomorrow you'll be okay." and again i will tell myself, tomorrow. yesterday wasn't as bad as today is or will be, yesterday and tomorrow. does it make a difference if i feel the same?   -j.p.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 8:32 PM UTC
yesterday&tomorrow
the sound between the music is comforting to me, it's almost like a void - but a happy one. it gives you a slight moment of euphoria, time to think about, time. time advancing. time. it lasts long enough for you to think. the static is the anticipation of, "whats next?" a soft presence. it appears for only a moment, time sails on. -j.p.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 8:20 PM UTC
vinyl
his words stuck in my brain like a feather in tar. tasseled and ruined and destined to stay that way. our time ran thin and quick like the air in my lungs that night. gasping for air like i’d never known how to breathe again. his touch lingers on my skin, running around every inch of my body. i’m still waiting for those 7 years to pass so i can have a body completely untouched by yours. i can’t get the image of him out of my head like a bad scar you regret getting. it only seems to be getting darker. when it ended i swore i’d never feel again. and i just want to say, if you’re heart broken; hold onto to that, because if you let that feeling go. you just might be a cold stone trown into the void of a sea of emotions. — thinking about you again. -j.p.
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Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 3:23 PM UTC
again