Kelsey

I like to share my poetry here, hey nice to meet you ✌️👱🏼‍♀️

[magiclyrics]

Dancing With Our Hands Tied // Taylor Swift

[heavensghost]

All too well

[tolerateit]

but we were something don't you think so?

[positivelypastelpink]

🌺

[citrusfields]

sure would b nice to b held gently, like a peach in the palm of one’s hand

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

“You were gasping and grasping onto things that were never yours to begin, to search for the light at your end of the tunnel. The light that was already yours, waiting to be held. The light that was already inside of you, waiting to be discovered.”

— Lukas W. // The light

[pheena-xo]

I’m sorry, I took you for granted.

Remember when

You would come to the library with me

So I could read poetry.

And it wasn’t your scene, but you would come with me anyway. Hold my hand and carry my books.

Well now

You should see the poetry I write for you.

You fill every page

And

I still can’t seem to find you again

Even amongst all the words

The spilled ink pouring over the edge of every page

You’re not here but i wish you was

[pheena-xo]

I wish I could get your look out of my mind.

The look of you staring down at me like you had seen no greater heaven than in my eyes.

I think

about

how he might

look at me

But

he could never look at me like you did.

He could never be you

I wouldn’t want him to

[pheena-xo]

I have loved people who have only ever wanted the curvature of my body.

Why was I foolish to think they were good enough for me? when they didn’t want to know about all of the things that make me special.

As if the outline of my body is the only place love could exist.

As if it would be found right here In the crevice of my hips.

As if there isn’t enough beauty in my heart already just spilling out for you

[pheena-xo]

I nail hard into every piece wood

Building up the walls

Between you and I

Stay back

Stay out

There’s nothing inside here for you

there are one too many walls

Around my heart

You can’t reach me

anyway

Go before it’s too late

[pheena-xo]

3:16am

To me

He was hand crafted by god

The rest of us pumped out on a rotation line

Not nearly as special.

But god took his time with this one

Paid attention to every intricate detail

And

Planted him down right in my hands

Like a gift on Christmas morning

Thank you oh thank you

For giving me someone so perfect, so special

But wait

Where are you going

Where are you taking him

He’s mine

I’m not done with him yet

But you didn’t listen

You snatched him away

Until my hands were cold with loss

[ocean-butch]

But the way you say my name has me dreaming of whispered conversations at 2am when the only thing on my mind is the taste of your lips and the words trapped on the tip of my tongue. You’re drunk on sleep and your voice is a little too loud but there is no melody the walls would rather dance to than the sound of your laughter filling up the room. The world has stopped moving but this moment is still gone too quickly and I am left desperately trying to hold on to the shape of your smile. I feel your hand brushing against my skin and for the first time in my existence, I know what it means to be alive. Oh lover, I look at you and I see the glowing moon painted over the ocean. I look at you and I see the unfaltering light of even the most distant stars. Dear, I look at you and I see the fire burning in the depth of your heart.

[pheena-xo]

Why do we carve ourselves out

Trying to cut ourselves perfectly into the person we think that they will want

Thinking That it will suddenly make us the perfect puzzle piece that they were missing all along

Why aren’t we just enough for ourselves

Realising that our true beauty is in the shape we already are

That we are already whole to begin with, and have been all along

That we do not need to cut ourselves down into smaller pieces

Making less of ourselves

Trying to be enough

For someone

Who really cannot be enough for us anyway

[somepiecesofmyheartandsoul-deac]

“May this heart learn to break quieter this time, as I let you go again tonight. May these bruised hands learn to tremble less, as they find their way out of the silhouette of your ghost. This time, may this soul learn to fill the void in these veins, as I look for you no more when the Sun comes.”

— Lukas W. // This time will be different (via somepiecesofmyheartandsoul)

[pheena-xo]

If i could give you one piece of advice

it would be

do not fall in love with somebody who only has lust for you

do not let them objectify you whilst you make them your world.

you are worth more than that

[leemartenspoetry]

From my book Secrets of a Broken Heart, available here:

- https://www.secretmidnightpress.com/shop

- https://www.bookdepository.com/Secrets-Broken-Heart-Lee-Martens/9780998438153

- https://www.amazon.co.uk/Secrets-Broken-Heart-Lee-Martens/dp/0998438154/

[pheena-xo]

how can i see beauty in others

when they do not look like you

Its like beauty only exists in the shape of you

And you are the only thing i see