"shotting" poems - Hello Poetry

i scroll through the symptoms; the signs once more finally screen-shotting them only so i do not have to keep looking and re-looking them up i rummage through the very personal box of writings hidden under my bed i find the paper with the heading of: How I See Me, How I Am following the undepthed title is a list of short, spiked written words, words that, all though so very short, mean so much and ache even worse down to the bottom of the list my finger skims my eyes scattered throughout the words and my tears scarring the paper finally at the the bottom i grab the pen and finish the list with one simple word depressed (a.b)

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Feb 26, 2014

Feb 26, 2014 at 11:27 PM UTC

nnylsha

Depressed

i scroll through the symptoms; the signs once more finally screen-shotting them only so i do not have to keep looking and re-looking them up i rummage through the very personal box of writings hidden under my bed i find the paper with the heading of: How I See Me, How I Am following the undepthed title is a list of short, spiked written words, words that, all though so very short, mean so much and ache even worse down to the bottom of the list my finger skims my eyes scattered throughout the words and my tears scarring the paper finally at the the bottom i grab the pen and finish the list with one simple word depressed (a.b)

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keep fighting youngster your thought controls your mind and you mind controls your body so dont let your hope fall in the dumpster i know who you are and then again i dont but i can tell without a doubt that you wont fall from this earth, like a shotting star your a fighter you will make it through this and when you do your life will never shine brighter please i expect good news and when it comes i want to know let me know, these are your dues

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Nov 29, 2011

Nov 29, 2011 at 1:45 AM UTC

patrick-leehy

poem for the girl with cancer

keep fighting youngster your thought controls your mind and you mind controls your body so dont let your hope fall in the dumpster i know who you are and then again i dont but i can tell without a doubt that you wont fall from this earth, like a shotting star your a fighter you will make it through this and when you do your life will never shine brighter please i expect good news and when it comes i want to know let me know, these are your dues

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I'm not what you want But I'm exactly what you need! Take a bite and feed Your satisfaction guaranteed. I'm your sunshine, woah I'm gonna burn down your parade! I'm the shotting star that you wish, You wished you never made!

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Aug 22, 2019

Aug 22, 2019 at 11:07 AM UTC

Small_Chaos

Phantom is a good song

I'm not what you want But I'm exactly what you need! Take a bite and feed Your satisfaction guaranteed. I'm your sunshine, woah I'm gonna burn down your parade! I'm the shotting star that you wish, You wished you never made!

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In thee it flies, down thee it sighs There got thee back to the leap of graceful nihilism we dwell upon of forgottened veil unfolds in. Confessed, the sin invites. In me it strikes, down me it ties Cuz’ ain’t you a stranger too? Absurdity afloating back and forth, Alienation flattering be and not Nauseated, the chestnut tree sprouts. In hell it inane, down hearth it ablaze Until the sprakle’s all but gone Not in the way off the grounded What But on the sheer of That it is Unhindered, the cradling halo fades. In blue it prattles, down black it blusters Can’t the passenger paint a red eye? Sailboat shivering on the sea Salvation shotting at the sky Stumbled, the fallen angel flees. From a whisper sinking so close away: Here’s a flight doomed to fall a leap led to lost But I’ll show you how

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Sep 27, 2025

Sep 27, 2025 at 9:28 AM UTC

EvelynYiningChen

Down a Leap

In thee it flies, down thee it sighs There got thee back to the leap of graceful nihilism we dwell upon of forgottened veil unfolds in. Confessed, the sin invites. In me it strikes, down me it ties Cuz’ ain’t you a stranger too? Absurdity afloating back and forth, Alienation flattering be and not Nauseated, the chestnut tree sprouts. In hell it inane, down hearth it ablaze Until the sprakle’s all but gone Not in the way off the grounded What But on the sheer of That it is Unhindered, the cradling halo fades. In blue it prattles, down black it blusters Can’t the passenger paint a red eye? Sailboat shivering on the sea Salvation shotting at the sky Stumbled, the fallen angel flees. From a whisper sinking so close away: Here’s a flight doomed to fall a leap led to lost But I’ll show you how

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Most of my life, is a blur undeniable words that slur. I have my share of secrets, who knows if ill keep them. I like to think of all the reasons the reasons I dont fit All the reasons I have to want an old life back A life in a dream.. but i wake up and see it isnt what it seems Reality is mean I think of all the resons Im fine that Ive changed Still changing.. not staying the same. So out of place id be a shotting star in outter space. And here i am not looking back I dont what what I had I have what ive got and this is just me moveing forward. well see what we see.

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Apr 6, 2017

Apr 6, 2017 at 11:30 AM UTC

ella-lee

A little life

Most of my life, is a blur undeniable words that slur. I have my share of secrets, who knows if ill keep them. I like to think of all the reasons the reasons I dont fit All the reasons I have to want an old life back A life in a dream.. but i wake up and see it isnt what it seems Reality is mean I think of all the resons Im fine that Ive changed Still changing.. not staying the same. So out of place id be a shotting star in outter space. And here i am not looking back I dont what what I had I have what ive got and this is just me moveing forward. well see what we see.

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