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shatteredpoet
shatteredpoet
18/F/USA this is me handing you / the key to the / closet i've stored all my skeletons. / this is me handing you / the keys to my / safe haven. / / •|||° / follow on instagram: @shattered.poet
i don't think you were made from stars i see no stardust attached to you nor planets behind your eyes you hold no traits of your own only makeshift feelings and words made of concrete ~so maybe you were made from the rubble
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 12:46 AM UTC
you weren't made from stars
the stars told me a story about you they said you were to have a heart made to fill every space with love they wrote about the way you were meant to exist the way you were meant to have depth and meaning but i met you and suddenly i saw that the stars got it all wrong because maybe you were never made from stardust ~ you do not match the constellation you were suppose to be made of
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Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 12:45 AM UTC
the stars told me a story about you
take me to the depths of your soul, do not leave me here restless on the surface of the earth, i ask for you to exist within the beauty i so strongly desire, and allow me to travel to a place that intertwines us, from this, a crater of love shall inevitably form in the rubble, so in the wild fight for existence, we create something that endures outliving the age of our souls
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Mar 28, 2020
Mar 28, 2020 at 1:46 AM UTC
dive into your soul
everything erupts inside me. it comes out angry and heartbroken and confused until all the fire and light burn out. i am no longer the girl with thousands of brightly lit stars attached to her body. but the truth is i can-- we all can move on from what broke us, what took us from our place in the stars, and what changed us forever. i may not move through the stars the same way i once did, but i will keep moving. the need to fight, to heal, to exist is enough for me to find all the stars hidden underneath all the pain and what if's. so maybe —just maybe— the girl with a thousand brightly lit stars is still there somewhere ready to feel free again.
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Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 10:43 PM UTC
we will always have the stars
my mind is a maze and i no longer wish to find the exit
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Jun 1, 2019
Jun 1, 2019 at 9:18 PM UTC
intricacies
one shot won't fill it but maybe five or six one pill won't do it but maybe eight or nine one night didn't fix it but maybe twelve the space is growing bigger with each person that leaves perhaps i'll double the dose to double my chance at being w h o l e again six shots didn't work so maybe ten or twelve nine pills didn't do it so maybe sixteen or seventeen twelve nights didn't fix it so maybe thirty
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May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 12:37 PM UTC
another dose
i never intended to take apart all the pieces you glued back together
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May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 5:52 PM UTC
shatter me
i hope i make you feel the same way as when you're exploring an abandoned building at night. i want you to feel nervous and exhilarated all at once.
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 5:03 PM UTC
exhilaration
you were never a universe you didn't hold planets or galaxies or stars within you. instead, you were full of passion and wonder. instead, you had warm hands and a smile that made my heart race. instead, you were simply you.
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May 22, 2019
May 22, 2019 at 5:01 PM UTC
simply you.
once upon a time the universe ached for you it longed for your soul to be formed so in response the oceans and stars collided and when the waves settled and the stars aligned you were created molded from the salt of the seas and the stardust from the sky
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Apr 25, 2019
Apr 25, 2019 at 11:52 PM UTC
creation