Gea Venise

Gea Venise Jun 2023

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When outgrown,
You change the shoes.

When blisters kept appearing no matter how thick the callouses already are,
You change the shoes.

How do you expect yourself to walk the distance with such discomfort?

Gea Venise May 2022

Moving Out

You never notice how much you have grown until you have seen how small your room has become.

Gea Venise Apr 2022

Blurry Vision

Does it count as object permanence
     When you can’t see the details of the mountain
          Each rock formation
          Each tree
          Each leaf
          Only its greenness
     When you can’t see each line the waves create
          Only the horizon that is impossible to miss
     When you can’t see the clump of the clouds
          Only where light starts and shadows end
Yet you know it’s beautiful
Always have been
And always will be

ngl this is just about watching a sunset with poor eyesight lmaooo

Gea Venise Jan 2022

Like a Moth to a Flame

"The closer the moth is to the flame,
the higher the chance it'll burn."

If you think the light
could hurt the moth,
but the moth thinks otherwise,
who's to say it's not a happy ending?

If the last thing the moth wanted to do
was touch the light,
death
in the form of warmth and comfort
comes upon touching it.

Wouldn't it be a beautiful way to die,
still?

#moth #flame #burn #light #death

Gea Venise Oct 2021

I Heard Too Much

I wanted to hug you
Close enough to hear your heartbeat.
I wanted to sleep to the sound of it.

And so I did.

I hugged you.
I heard it.
It was as beautiful as I expected.

But I am afraid I hugged you too close.

I heard too much
That I was not able to sleep
To the sound of it.

I heard how it did not beat for me.
It kept me up.

Still, I took my time listening.
Then I thought
How I will never be able to afford
Something that beautiful.

I failed to feel it beating my name.
It tore me out
So I just slept to the thought of it.

Gea Venise Oct 2020

The Strong and The Weak

Stop telling me I’m strong
When I know how weak I am

Strong people aren’t hunted with thoughts
That keep them awake ‘til sunrise
Only to sleep through tired eyes
From either staring all night at the ceiling and the walls
Or crying.
Strong people don’t cut
Nor punch walls
Nor starve themselves
Just to feel pain

Because strong people wouldn’t have the need to feel pain at all
In order to stay sane.

Trigger warning // This is how I see myself, I'm not saying you have to apply this to yourself as well.

#tw

Gea Venise Oct 2020

My Muse

If you ever wonder why I write about you
It’s because writing about you never goes wrong.

You remain certain when everything is uncertain.
So if I’m going to write about you
That’s when I know that I’m writing about something right.