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Excerpts from books I’ll never write

In my chest

is a garden of wildflowers

that took over my lungs

long after they stilled.

#growth from decay #poetry #healing #change #spilled thoughts #creative writing

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

What happens

to my bones

long after

the insects

have claimed my flesh

and the earth settles

above me.

are they forever hidden

or will they be given

to the stars to try again

#spilled poem #bones #spooky #poetry #creative writing

I wish to feel your warmth

Your gentle fingertips on my skin.

You connected with me

In ways that i’ve only ever read about,

And I miss you.

My soul aches for yours my dear.

#heart been broke so many times #heartbroken #non-binary #poet #creative writing #spilled heart #spilled thoughts

Excerpts from books I’ll never write.

If, for just a moment,

You saw me

Not my body.

If you saw the cosmos

In my skin,

And the ocean

In my eyes.

If you saw

The electricity

In my veins

And the roots

In my heart.

Would you have left me then?

Would you have loved me then?

Would you have realized that I too

Am alive?

#non-binary #poet #spilled heart #spilled thoughts #heart been broke so many times #tw depressing stuff #sadbitchhours

Excerpts from books I’ll never write.

For the wind has stilled

The rattle of my bones

Echo through the silence.

I sit with my body in slow decay.

Why hasn’t anyone found me?

#poetsandwriters #poet #non-binary #sad poetry #griefsucks #spilled heart #spilled thoughts #creative writing

The things you’ve done

I am still afraid

that you’ll show up

even though I drove

states away

and never told you

where I live.

Every knock at that door

causes my heart

to cease movement in my chest.

#poetry #writers and poets #creative writing #spilled thoughts #original writing #escaped

What if’s will destroy you.

if you live

in a world of “What if’s”

You will destroy

who you are

and who you will become.

What if’s are dangerous.

It gives you a sense of hope

for something that doesn’t exist.

#poetry #writers and poets #sad poetry #what if #this is depressing #creative writing #spilled thoughts #dangerous #false hope

I have never felt so fond

Of the morning sun

As I do

After the darkest

Hours of my life

#poet #sad poetry #poetry #spilled thoughts #sunrise #sad aesthetic #sadbitchhours

The willow

A flame so bright and charming.

his affection

burned bright in the eyes of the willow.

Her branches weeping for

she could not hold him.

That did not stop

the flame from dancing

his way up her spine.

Burning away her blooms

and smothering her in smoke,

The willow so sweet,

now charred remains

of her skin

and her roots

smoldering in ash and ember.

#toxic love #poetry #creative writing #spilled thoughts #inner work

A love that never lasted

Have you known something

so definite that not even god

could say you’re wrong?

I have

I have known the august sun

warm against my skin.

The smell of the autumn rain

that sets in right before

the first drops of fall.

The crunch of the yellow leaves

that scatter the sidewalks unchallenged.

The honeyed breeze laced with the

last bloom of the season

before the frost sets in.

The comfort of warm tea

and cashmere sweaters.

I know it’s not much, but I’ve know these things as a person.

A person made of amber

Encasing my heart

while it still beats.

The sky weeps at their artistry.

The sun is envious of them, for Icarus would

have fallen for them instead of the sun had he

watched them shine.

The oceans crash in quiet rage

for the green of the sea was stolen

for their eyes.

The birds sang for them

and the leaves swoon in their presence.

Their arms feel of freedom

and their lips taste of home.

Their eyes tell me stories

and their company is safe.

No god can persuade me

that what I have known is wrong.

#autumn #august #fall #poetry #poetsandwriters #spilled thoughts #lost lover #sad poetry #spilled heart #this is depressing #sadbitchhours

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

I was born

in a war zone.

In desperate need

of an escape

I found a

war zone of my own.

something new

but painful nonetheless

#abusive relationship #poetry #escape #creative writing #abuse

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

For fear of falling,

I never learned to fly.

What does a migratory bird

do in the winter

when they never learned

to fly?

#poetry #creative writing #spilled thoughts #fear #trapped

The city lights

Never looked the same

Without you

#poetry #spilled thoughts #portland #non-binary #poet #city lights #creative writing

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

I’ll meet you at the rainbow bridge

Where I’ll watch over you from above

where my tail will always wag

and my legs work again.

I’ll meet you at the rainbow bridge.

Where I can see you again.

Where I can hear your voice again.

I’ll be playing in the fields of wildflowers

while I wait for you.

I’ll be waiting at the rainbow bridge.

Just like the pup I was when you took me home,

Thank you for loving me until my last breath.

Thank you for holding me while I said goodbye.

Thank you for being there for me in my last moments.

So I’ll be here, at the rainbow bridge

waiting for you to come home

(In loving memory of our Chloe girl. may you rest in peace.)

#poetry #creative writing #in loving memory

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

I wish to run away

but every time I go out

I feel the weight

of every car crash

I see

#poetry #creative writing

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

Our bodies of porcelain

Broken, exposing our dejected bones

Our lungs punctured with debris

And my heart seeps sadness

#poetry #creative writing

Excerpts from books I’ll never write

I live in the in between

I’m in between happy

and Sad.

Destruction

and Reparation.

Chaos

and Peace.

Love

And Hate.

I am in between Alive

and barely surviving

#poetry #creative writing

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