Poetry Exhibit
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My poetry collection
This is a collection of poetry and other writings that I've written throughout my life, but mostly from this past year when I actually started writing poetry.
I hope you enjoy it!
Exhale/Exhale
07/14/2024 03:40
the difference between me and him was that i was content
with keeping my feelings lodged in the back of my throat
i learned to breathe through my nose
and he let his feelings out like air
and even after that i decided to keep my mouth shut,
and somehow in the process cut of his oxygen
while i breathed deep
instead of opening my mouth i found other ways to fill my lungs
instead i measured the distance between us (326 miles)
instead i timed the time it took to respond to me (mere minutes)
instead i looked for who we once were together (children on a playground)
instead i imagined you beside me (six hours by car)
instead i hugged you just a little longer (i used every excuse to be near)
instead i measured the distance between us (326 miles)
instead i measured the distance between us (halloween, 2018)
instead i measured the distance between us (i wanted to hold your hand)
instead i measured the distance between us (i hoped you would reach for me)
instead i measured the distance between us (i wasn't brave enough to)
instead i measured the distance between us (i though you were brave enough)
instead i measured the distance between us (for the both of us)
i wonder if air fills your lungs the same
did you finally learn to breathe without me?
could you teach me how to?
lily
07/14/2024 03:46
if i cut lily open i think her insides would be beautiful
i think the vast oceans would fill her lungs
and she would say she was drowning, but all i would see was the sunrise
i think her intestines would be stuffed with green moss
and she would say shes starving, but all i would feel was the dewy softness
i think her heart would be held by thorns
and she would say shes bleeding out, but all i would see were watercolors
and i think her throat would be hanging by roots
and she would grasp for it, but all i would see was a god
id like to think she'd be laid down on the tall grass by a river
and look at home surrounded by fungus and carrions
id like to think she'd have a gentle life
Notes
I wrote this about one of my friends named Lily. She is such a beautiful human being and I miss her dearly. I never showed her this poem, I know she would love it but part of me thinks she would absolutely hate me for it (which i know is wrong) Maybe one day she'll see it.
Untitled (The Call)
07/28/2024 23:11
one of the things i yearn for the most is to live a simple life
one devoid of chaos and strife
free from the burdens of complexity
unassuming and bored
content with the shadows of my hometown
where the past is a familiar
and all roads lead home
but there is a clawing at my chest
a deep call from within
that begs to see the light
it festers and lingers in my heart
it twitches my fingers
it pulls at my feet
somewhere on the horizon is
a silhouette i cant make out
something in my peripheral
i cant help but turn
my feet leading blindly
i am but a witness
something just out of reach
the graze of a finger
a grain of salt on the tongue
i am but a witness
im sorry
i just cant help it
there is just
a piece of me that lies beyond
little things
07/18/2024 11:27
sometimes i think that
all the little things i carry with me
all the little piece of my soul i show off to the world,
all the charms on bracelets
all the pictures in lockets
all the scrapes and scars
all the wrinkles
all the clothes
all the beads
all the rings
all the words ive read
the pictures ive drawn
the songs ive sung
the steps ive taken
the thoughts ive spoken
all the little things i keep
close to my chest
like the warmth of the hearth
and the memories ive kept
are not so little
are all i need,
enough for me
in this life
theyre not.
i want yours too
The View Past Sixteen
March 1, 2021It’s funny how people can walk in and out of your life. Moving away, breaking up, or gently drifting by you, pretending you’re not there, even though you are basically swimming in the same pool. People become strangers so easily. People I considered the closest of me friends avoiding my eye-contact in the hallway as we pass each other, getting to classes that will never see the others presence in a pool so small, yet so big. I can’t say that I haven’t been doing the same because I have, I think that there is a sort of comfort in agreeable silence. Neither party wanting to break the unsaid rules of an inconsequential contract, both being content with the awkward stares and accidental glances. I’d like to think of people like this in my life as future strangers.
March 12, 2021I haven’t been writing for a while because I recently have had a lot of work for school and haven’t really wanted to stay up later to do this but now I’ve finally had time to now that it’s spring break, so i’m just going to say some random things to get off my chest.
I got a 100 on my english essay and I’m super proud of myself. I feel like it’s the first essay where I finally deserved the 4 I got. It was well written an I am extremely proud of it. I got a 1 on my solo and ensemble, but I knew that was coming already. I’m still proud though. I went to the doctors and got an x-ray. Also I still am planning on going on that birthday picnic by myself, I just haven’t made time for it yet.
Recently I’ve regret not recording my past, like in photos or writing and such. I don’t really remember my childhood, what I looked like and what I thought and felt. I find it sad, so I’ve been trying to so that more
April 4, 2021
I want to leave America. I want to change my name and move to germany and learn german and enjoy green grass hills and cobblestone streets. I wanna go to cafes and enjoy tea with a view of town square a join a community theatre improv group and play in a band. I want to stop hating the way I look and cut my hair really short and dress the way I want to. I wanna go to therapy and figure out my life and what I’m gonna do after college and not be sad about it. I want to drop to on-level classes or drop out of high school completely. I wanna go to the doctor and have them tell me exactly whats wrong with me.
I wanna escape
I don’t want to feel this way
I just wanna be okay.
I feel like there is a sticky note in the back of my lungs that rises and falls with each breath I take. Barely holding on, and as it slowly peels away from my lungs all my emotions start to seep out of me. Especially when I breathe out. When I started to feel this I tried to counteract it by thinking about something that made me happy, (her). Then when I started to think about her, I started thinking about my relationship with her, how I wish we were closer, how there are so many things I want to talk about with her but just don’t know how to, how I want to hang out with her more, how I wanna learn about her favorite things. Then I started to think about the time I have left with her. How the last we’ll probably ever see of each other is when we’re in a cap and gown, and after we probably head off to different colleges we’ll never talk or see each other again. We don’t even talk outside of school now so I doubt we will out of high school. The feeling hasn’t gone away, and I’m now realizing how I should bring up my insomnia with my therapist.
May 24, 2023
RAPID FIRE UPDATES
-New zelda game
-My sister got engaged!!!(YAY)
-And I’m graduating Saturday
That’s not what I’m here to talk about tho. When I came out to momma nothing really happened or changed. Honestly I was prepared to take it to my grave, or at least until I ever got a girlfriend,
but then I came out, & the world didn’t change
I still wasn’t with her
Notes
THAT'S CRAZY!!!
I remember writing these and feeling so deep about it, lol how the night changes.
Broken Mirror
aug. 2024
I try to piece myself together
From an outside perspective
Limb to limb
Piece to whole
I can never quite make out
The sea from skies horizon
Where person meets portrait
The image from the background
Locket
july. 5, 2024
i dont want to wear my heart on my sleeve
i want to put it in a locket
and keep it so close to my chest
that it buries into my skin
so that i may feel
whole again
Notes
These are probably my favorite that I've ever written. I never gave them titles, so don't look to far into those.
Untitled (New Chapter)
aug. 2024
A soft warm glow
paints the corners of my room
A window looks to the void
In the distance,
the outline of once hometowns
panes of glass and growing
Next to me,
a candle light for the first time
The smell of something new
A bed never slept
A mug of something cinnamon
And a new day with the rising sun
Untitled (Family)
aug. 2024
The storm is downstairs
Her screams
Thunder
I’m forced to take shelter
It’s pouring downstairs
And I’m waiting for the rain to stop
So her tears can dry
But the sky is still gray
Untitled (New Life)
aug. 21, 2024
Yesterday I saw you in my mind
with skinned knees
chlorine hair in a side ponytail
Tomorrow I’ll see you on the screen
outgrowing your clothes
hands on march of next year
Where has the time gone
Notes
New Life is about my sister, and guess what... ITS A BOY!! He's due in March, but like... thats my birth month and I was here first sooo....