"Beautiful Thoughts"

You gave me a starry night and an empty journal

And said write down your beautiful thoughts.

Shoot them across the universe.

Plaster your words onto someone’s heart,

It will adhere to another’s. 

 

With brittle fingers and cracking exhales,

I broke a jar labeled beautiful thoughts.

Its contents scattered through the air,

Settled in my lungs,

Circulated to my heart. 

I was breathing sweet,

Seeing distorted perfection.

 

A paradise held inside. 

My body is the page

My body is the universe

My body is a prison. 

As the thoughts bring me new life.

I grow.

 

You remind me of the starry night and empty journal

But I have reached new heights.

Beyond you and the universe.

I can reach the next dimension. 

My silence is my weapon.

I use my words for myself.

 

Now an army fights against my life. 

With the prison unlocked 

Something poisonous is released.

Those beautiful thoughts painted me black

And killed my soul. 

You should’ve told me “beautiful thoughts”

would be the death of me.

 

This poem is about: 
Me
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Comments

faithwillows

You are really amazing! This poem is so beautiful. Trust me, it's my favourite. I've never had a favourite poem till now. You are so talented. I love these words, though I don't understand the meaning completely because I'm not fluent in literature. I still love this. But actually I can't find any exact words to say how much good you are.

Ana1998ma

Thank you so much for taking the time to write this comment. It means so much to me, I’m literally crying. It is so great knowing that someone enjoys my writing. Much love ❤️! 

faithwillows

Hi!

Can you pretty pretty please give me a way to contact you, because I have some questions and kind of help to ask you. I wanna learn this poem (Beautiful Thoughts) from you, the meaning and everything. Please?

Faith.

Ana1998ma

Maybe through my instagram or snapchat accounts. My username is uhhm.yea 

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