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Liana Nov 2024
Every time you got better
I would make a mistake
I would think it might last
I would think maybe
Maybe this time it would stick
It was only false hope

Time and time again
The "new you"
Never lasted
In an unexpected instant
You switched back
Just when I thought you changed
False hope

I would rather never hope
Than have my heart crushed every time
This is about my dad. He has BPD (Borderline personality disorder) and it makes him very unpleasant. Constant changing, no stability. It really messed with my head. When he would be in a good period I would always hope that this time it would last. Now I realize it won't and that he is never changing forever and it's better to believe that. I hate false hope.
Liana Jun 7
"you need a father in your life"
He shouted at me

"Exactly" I say, choking back tears
He never behaved as a father
Liana Nov 2024
Fathers
Bizzare creatures they are
For most
They cause pain and suffering
And for the lucky some
They hold your hand in hard times
Sing to you lullabies
Make your mother happy,
Not the reason she cries
They help you with your homework
And they work hard
They can control their anger
Raise their kid
Be responsible
Be kind
Care
Try
Respect that you are adolescents
And most of all
BE YOUR PARENT

Fathers
Bizzare creatures they are
I know that some are good
Which I admit
Gives me jealousy
What did I do to deserve one like mine?
Liana Nov 2024
Some fear spiders and snakes
Some, closed spaces, or swimming in deep lakes
Some fear eating too much or talking to people
Some, heights or needles
Then there are those who only fear their own mind
And all of the terrible thoughts and memories inside
And to those people
I wish you prosperity
❤️❤️❤️
Liana Dec 2024
Do you know that feeling(less)
Where you feel all the emotions at once
But yet
Feel none at all

Like you can't cry
But are choking back tears

Like you never want to open your mouth
But you do want to scream

And like you want to curl up and die
But also get out of the house and live?
(This note was written by the possibilities and alternate realities of cheese cake)
Liana Nov 2024
A blue jay perches
Watches the autumn leaves fall--
And stays there alone
I honestly didn't even know what a Haiku was (I knew it was a type of poem but nothing else)before this website. It's my first time trying, and it was really hard! I did my best, though it didn't turn out as good as I hoped. I decided to post it anyway.
Liana Nov 2024
There's something about
Winter's first Snow
More than any other time
The white glows

We forget about how beautiful everything is with its new shiny coat
I must admit
It's bittersweet though
Because you have to let go
Of the leaves full of color
And the cozy feeling of fall

I believe its worth it
For the first snow
Despite the end of it all
11/22/24
Liana Nov 2024
Your parent is waking you up
“Five more minutes!” You plead
And now all you want to do is sleep, sleep, sleep
The warmth of the blanket
The peace that comes with the dark
The calmness of your heart
In bed that very last night, none of this you saw
You saw monsters under your bed
Monsters living in your head
The blanket was too warm
Your pillow covers in tears
Only in the morning do you think this would please
In your head all would be solved
Five minutes and all problems
–****, gone!
Then when it's over, you want it again
Liana Jan 11
There once was a flock of birds
All turquoise with yellow beaks
Flying together
In a V

They like to decide things
Like how to sing
how to flap your wings

Sometimes this flock
Makes some mistakes though
Like saying the only way to soar
Is throughout sideways flying
Even when some can't do it

Some birds try
And they fall

And now they're on the ground
Feeling alone and scared
Afraid they'll fly back up wrong
To get back in the V

The lucky ones
Find others who fell
And let the ones who want to fly upside down
The ones who fly straight
Backwards
Or even walk with their legs on thin air
Do their thing

They soar up
And they fly free
Together
In their own way
The V is society. Some can't be like them, or follow their rules or expectations. We just need to find eachother.

(This note was written by an elephant who enjoyed breakdancing. He wore shimmery clothes and did his thing. He didn't have a name. He was Infinity.)
Liana Feb 9
"Forgive and forget"
They say

But I will not forget
Not because I want to remember
But because otherwise
I would get hurt over and over again
Like a moth going to a lamp
Bumping into it expecting the sun
But only being greeted
with a hard slap of glass
Over and over again

"Forgive and forget"
They say

I will try to forgive
Not because what was done was forgiveable
But because otherwise
The hurt and anger would be like rocks I had to carry in my heart constantly
I didn't even have a bag
My arms got tired
And sometimes they would all fall

"Forgive and forget"
They say

They don't understand
Sorry I have not been active once again. Life is so hectic lately and even when I do have time I feel too depressed to use my brain.

(This note was written by a cat's pur that faded away. Was the cat still happy but didn't show it or was the cat dead?)

I know the note is weird
Liana Apr 27
Dear, if you are cold
I will knit you a sweater
From every strand of my heart

Dear, if you are scared
I will knit another one for the monsters in your head
And together we'll hope
That the warmth will help to make the wounds hurt a little less for them
So they won't have to squeeze as hard
And they can just gently hold your hand

And then maybe
We can all hold hands together
Watch the world
And do nothing but be alive

My dear friend, if you feel like you're poetry
And the world doesn't even know their letters
I will write a book with you
From the pages of soul

Dear, if you feel alone
I'll show you that book
So you'll finally know

Will you knit a sweater for my monsters?
As long as it's not polyester, but all natural pain and love

I, Liana Foni, love you ❤️❤️
Liana Nov 2024
For the next two days
I'll be off and away
In the middle of nowhere
Where no one wants to be

For the next two days
I'll have no electronics
And that means no phone
And that means, I won't be on here

For the next two days
I hope you all can forgive me
For I will be forced to take a break
Today I am leaving for the camp of the scouts I'm in. They take all your devices, and they won't return mine until Monday. Usually boring stuff, but the people are good and the bond over hating it. Anyways, I'm not dead or in a major crisis. looking forward to seeing all of your poems on Monday!
Liana Nov 2024
I found my old diary
And some letters I made to my future self years ago in it
I cried
I wish I could hug her
And thank her
I'll be doing this every year
I also recorded videos to my future self during the beginning of covid, so fun to watch
Liana Jun 14
I thought I'd never do it
That I was the only one in the universe like me
By I think I've finally found my tribe
And I think I've finally found my reason to keep going
Made some absolutely incredible friends lately on and off the website and I'm so grateful!!!!
Liana Dec 2024
Yes
There's a monster in my head

He makes me dread
Everything
Like the worst is always about to come

He makes me fear
Everyone
Even when they're trustworthy

He comes out
Late at night
He claims he doesn't want to hurt me
But he always does

He makes me question myself
And those I love
For no reason

Yes
There's a monster in my head

He makes me lie for hours in bed
And for some comedic relief
I called him fred
Fred the monster
Living rent-free in my head
Please leave me alone
I don't need you at all


Fred doesn't leave
He just sits there
As if he has a right
To take up space
I only have so much
What you're doing isn't fair Fred
Please go away
I had an old version of this but I wanted to add a bit

(This was written by a bear names Greg who was engaged to eggs)
Liana Nov 2024
You think that you are happy by yourself
Until you make wonderful friends
Then you can't stand to be alone again
But to make those friends
Is the tricky part
And it can be a lot more than tricky
So best of luck
I believe you will figure it out in the end
Message me if you please ❤️❤️
I'll truly be happy to talk with you
Liana Nov 2024
When I go to the airport
I always wear a funny shirt
Because waiting in line is so dull
And I want to make someone smile
Maybe get a laugh
Maybe make a friend
Maybe make a day
Because why not?
Liana Dec 2024
I want to know what I'm in for

Calling because you want to **** yourself and are in a terrible mood
Or
Calling because you are in a good mood and want to make my day hard?

Did you get me giant toaster that I don't want
Or
Or is there a favor you need?

When is ask you how you are
Will you get mad at me for asking
Or
Will you answer "Good"
Either way
You won't ask back
Because you don't care

All I wish
Is that it won't be a gamble
Anymore

Good or bad
I don't care
I don't like this one but went against my better judgment and am posting it anyway

(This poem was written by your neighbor's eyelashes)
Liana Jun 16
And after years of abuse
I'm still the one ending up feeling guilty
And wondering if he was right
And this was all just in my head
Sometimes
Liana Nov 2024
I just bought a dog toy
For myself
It is a banana
Half my height
And I love it

And now
I have a giant banana
That will live in my room
And whenever I look at it
I know it will help me smile
It doesn't matter as long as it makes you happy
Liana Nov 2024
Today
I am going back home
After a month
Of being on road
I really don't want to go
At home I feel so alone
Waiting for me is my nearly empty house
The hundreds of people I see daily that I don't care for
Don't talk to
Make me feel as small as a mouse
Waiting for me is my toddler of father
And the endless hours of work
All of the peace in my mind
Lit up by a torch
Waiting for me are the sleepless nights
Oh how ill miss performing and the people I met
The kindness that often cannot be found in my town in America
I don't want to go home
Context:
For the last month or so I have been touring with my mom and a band she's in. I've been doing this once and awhile for as long as I remember, but now that I'm finnally old enough I can perform with them which is what I did. I love it so much, and I wish to keep going, but it's over and today begins my 22 hour travel experience (at least) back home. If your interested, my mother's name is  Reut Regev. And absolutely not, she is nothing close to famous. She plays jazz.

Thanks for reading!!!
❤️❤️❤️❤️
Liana Nov 2024
We laughed
Until we couldn't breathe
Not even knowing
What in the world
Was so funny
It was wonderful
Liana Jan 15
Good night dear stranger
I hope you manage to close your eyes
And your mind won't start it's terrifying show and tell

Good night dear stranger
I hope you can take a breathe
And breathe in the air from a place you feel safe
And breathe out all of the memories from times you weren't

Good night dear stranger
I hope the darkness doesn't resemble your mind
And that your thoughts about yourself are kind

Good night dear stranger
I hope you dream sweet dreams
And that you wake up
Still feeling that peace
And not like you're in a living nightmare
Good night

(This note was written by a coconut with a green inside. People claimed it was mold but it was just her soul.)
Liana Dec 2024
It's crazy to me
How one day
You can go to a crate
Say "this one"
And you'll have 15 years
Of joy
Just like that

Pure happiness
In a being







Until one day





















They die

I know I am lucky though
To have something so great
That I would grieve for
I GOT A DOG TODAY AND I AM IN LOVE






but I know she'll die one day

(This note was written by that one species of jellyfish that's immortal)
Liana Jan 14
I called them "grown ups"
Until I was old enough to realize
That some of them didn't grow up

From my experience
Mostly for bad
But sometimes for good
My dad never grew up from that toddler stage of the world revolving around him, throwing tantrums, and not being able to care for others. :D

Also, I am very pro keep your inner child alive, so don't get the wrong idea. That's what I meant by for good.

(This note was written by a wrench with a cool-mint stench. It's favorite place was a bench.)
Liana Nov 2024
I refuse to laugh
Just because that's what they do
I'll just observe leaves
2nd ever Haiku

Instead of pretending to care about what they say, I'll stare out the window and watch the leaves fall. I know, I'm strange.
Liana Jan 22
The halls swallow me
Luckily I don't notice
Thanks to my music
It's so loud and crowded when moving classes, the only way I can do it is if I have music on so I can tune everything else out. Just discovered a band called "Gang Of Youths" which was on shuffle today.

(This note was written by microwavable doorknobs)
Liana Nov 2024
I always knew
That he wasn't really normal
I mean Penny’s dad never yelled
Or cried
Or switched all the time
But I didn't really obsess over it
Until I was around eight-maybe nine
Memories of the day
And the sound of his sobbing passing through the thin walls
Kept me awake

I did what they warn us not to do
I took my phone
And Googled
His problems
His symptoms
The things that I had to suffer from

There were too many questions
I needed answers
I needed solutions
After my search, I found it. BPD, that's what it was. I needed to find something that told me he wasn't just an *******. It matched almost perfectly, but it was also not really a curable thing, no meds or anything.

(BPD stands for borderline personality disorder)
Liana Nov 2024
Here, ruining each day of the year
Changing my life with a wave of his hand
Nobody can, deny that he's not okay

There, manipulating all that he can
Both of us thinking how the other one's crazy
Someone has to be
But he doesn't know what he's doing

I want to be left alone
And he's beside me
I know i'll be choking back tears
But to have him as my father is painful
Knowing that he'll never care
Always believing that he is the victim
Getting hurt all the time
And hoping I'll always be there

I want to be left alone
And he's beside me
I know i'll be choking back tears
But to have him as my father is painful
Knowing that he'll never care
Always getting defensive over every little thing
Except for his mistakes
Hoping I'll stay right there

And it makes me sad to say
I see him there, and everywhere
Here, there and everywhere
I see something that reminds of him in everything

This poem is a big twist on the lyrics of the song "Here, There And Everywhere" by the Beatles
Liana Dec 2024
Hope sure is a heartbreaker
A beautiful creature, with her eyes of gold and daisies in her hair
Holding your life's happiness in the palm of her hand
Just out of reach
Saying "your almost there!"
Even though she runs away from you as you run to her
(In her graceful run)
And when your getting there
She throws them
In an endless pit
They are swallowed whole

She said she wouldn't do that
She promised she'd give them to you
She said those dreams would come soon
And that shed never betray you
She lied

She left you there
Heartbroken
To sob
And wonder why
Liana Nov 2024
In my head
I have this mantra
For anytime I feel uncomfortable
Or sad
Or just plain bad

I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home
I want to go home

The saddest part
Is that I say it in my own house
I want to feel at home
In my own house
I never have
Is it too much to ask?
How
Liana Nov 2024
How
How can a world of
Hugging good books
Walking and listening to music
Dancing in the rain
Collecting shells at the beach and leaves in autumn
Helping someone get through an anxiety attack
Just smiling when there's nothing to say

Also have

Crying yourself to sleep at night
Sitting alone at lunch
Parents who aren't supportive of who their kids are
Parents that mentally insane and not good to be around
Ones that aren't even there
Homelessness
poverty
And war
Mixed feelings on earth and what we humans are doing with it
Liana Nov 2024
Trying to figure out
How people
Are underlining
Bolding
And putting italics
On here
My Google search
Has done me no good
It won't even let me copy-paste it on here!
Liana Nov 2024
How dare I let myself feel sad?

Have you every heard the someone say
"Someone always has it worse"?
They're trying to help you, but it always ends up making me feel terrible
If someone else has it so bad
My problems just seem silly
So how dare I feel sad?

If I'm mad that my dad is crazy
Someone's dad is dead

If school is stressful and I'm freaking out
Some don't get to go because they are working to be able to buy clothes

If I am crying because I can't stop picking my thumb and it hurts
Some people lost their hand in traumatic ways

If I got in to a fight with my mom
Some people would do anything just to see there's again

Someone always has it worse
And that thought is anything but comforting
Now I feel bad for feeling sad
Whenever I feel sad
I also feel guilty
And bad
Because others
See my  difficult problems
And think
Pfft, easy
So how dare I let myself feel sad?
Liana Nov 2024
Step one:
Roll up your sleeves so they won't get wet because of you

Step two:
Wash your hands
Hope this makes sense
Liana Dec 2024
I don't know how it will be
I fear it will be hard for me
I know it's anxiety filling to act socially

Thinking of topics for conversation
For small talk is exhausting
What to do?
How to act?
How open to be?
I fear that those nights
Will be ones without sleep

I want an idea
Of the way things will work
I find it hard to picture

Its been months
And I know I was so vulnerable
When she last saw me
The places we were
Brought back such terrible, terrible, memories

I want to be lighter
And more fun to be around

This time I plan to eat
And maybe hide my hands a bit more
But it's hard
When you have to play trumpet with them
And she's observant
I'm not used to that either
This is about a band camp starting tomorrow with total of three people (my mom is running it). I know the pianist super well, so I'm not worried about her, but the bassist I know less. She's super nice-but last time I came to visit her she noticed I was really anxious and it made things heavier. It wasn't her fault the though. The places we were going were filled with some traumatic stuff with my dad and it just overcame me. I also felt too sick to eat and was picking my skin the whole time. :/
I hope things will be better this time around and that I'll be more fun. She's great though.

(This kite was written by a ferret living in a seed of a dandelion. Her favorite color is space and her favorite food is hunger.)
Hug
Liana Nov 2024
Hug
I want to hug my younger self
And I also know I will when I'm older
So I hug myself now
And say it's from the future
Yes, I am aware I might be going insane
Liana Jan 29
Having trouble finding the
Umbrella to stop the sorrow from flooding
Me constantly; luckily once in
Awhile, I look up and it's
Not raining anymore
Ups and downs

(This note was written by a laundry basket filled with clean clothes. Did you check before you threw all of them in the machines?)
Liana Nov 2024
My head hurts when I move
My brain hurts when I talk
And my heart hurts when I trust you
Liana Nov 2024
I cry
For fake characters in movies

I dream
Things that could never come true

I lie
To myself

I walk
To places only on the map of my mind

I jump
Into an invisible hole

And I miss
Things and people, when they're alive
A helpful note
Liana Dec 2024
I am quiet
But my thoughts are loud

I am untrusting
But I trust you too much

I am choking back tears on the inside
But I'm smiling on the outside

I wonder what's wrong with my mind
Way too often
(this note was written by the number seven after he decided he wasn't he was going to be odd)
Liana May 3
I'm the rain
I don't hurt anyone
I just exist and try to be as genuine and gentle as I can
I try to grow flowers
But they stay inside

As I pour over the town
I squint into one backyard
Where someone is dancing in the thing they are avoiding

I want them to love me even when I'm preventing the sun from going in their eyes
I want them to love me when I wasn't holding back
When I let myself be
Like they were
When they were spinning and jumping

I am rain
I am the tear of the cloud
I am everywhere
And I've seen so much
But I guess I still don't know where to fall

I am rain
And I want to be loved too
Which is why I smile when they keep their umbrella closed
And step outside
And get covered with authenticity

I am rajn
Thought
Liana Jan 21
My mom smiles
But I see the tears in her eyes
I can feel that shes willing the tears away

She tries to keep strong
Because she's the only one who does that for me
But I can handle it now
So I say
"It's okay
You don't always have to be fine
Or strong
I can be strong for you now
So let go"

And with a blink
The tears roll down her cheeks

"I love you"
I say
As I give her a hug

I feel her pain in that embrace
I want to take it away

Sometimes I forget
How much she's been through too
(this note was written by a hat inside of a hat inside of a hat inside of a hat inside of a hat)
Liana Feb 25
I can't do brain
I can't do thoughts
I can't do friends
And I can't do smoking in parking lots

I can't do death
But I also can't do living

I can't do anything
Except for just giving
And giving
Liana Nov 2024
I can't sleep
Could it just be that I needed to weep?
I've tried that
It should have worked

I can't sleep
Could it be that I needed to eat?
Ill throw up if I do that
That won't work

I can't sleep
Could it just be that my body hates me?
It won't let me sleep
What can I do to let my mind make it work?

I can't sleep
Could it just be that too much is worrying me?
I can't let myself think that
Others have it worse

I can't sleep
Could it be that I need to run?
I miss the moments of day where I can, but don't
I know there's no way that could work now

I can't sleep
The day will take me
Swallow me whole
Please let it be kind

I can't sleep
I can't even ryme
Let the day give me peace of mind
Please let it work so I won't appear to be blind
Feedback appreciated! Sending love ❤️❤️
Liana Jan 25
I do believe in ghosts
But I don't think they need to be dead
To cause fear
And horror stories

They can make things happen
That should never happen
And make people see things
That they shouldn't see
Even when they're breathing
And their heart is pumping their cold blood

I do believe in ghosts
But they don't haunt houses
They haunt minds

They screech open the doors
To anxiety and panic
Making a terrible noise
In my heart

You feel as if they're in the halls of your very being
Watching you
Maybe even controlling you
Whispering loud enough
So that only you can hear

I do believe in ghosts
But I don't think that they can walk through walls
Because people right next door
Have never seen the same ghost that haunts me
They can only hear
Pleas
And screams
When it jumps at me

I do believe in ghosts
Because I have one
That haunts me
My dead people are stars

(this note was written by a painting of everything. Literally everything. Everything when piled over eachother looked like nothing.)
Liana Dec 2024
I would give him a piece of my mind
Scream
Tell him how every single problem I have is his fault
But even then
He wouldn't get it

He'd say I'm crazy
That I'm young
That my mom got in my head
When she's the one who says not to argue
He doesn't understand that I still have feelings
And opinions
And that they come from me

He sends me a message
I want to respond
"*******"
I even typed it out
But don't send it

He would go insane
And my mom would suffer from that
So I just say
"Okay"

Bite my tongue
Be grateful it's not worse
Take the manipulations
But make sure to record it for later
So I can recognize them

I might love him
To some extent
He is my father after all
But I can't remember a time
When I had liked him
As a parent
Or a person

I don't say any of it
Hope you can't relate :)

(This note was written by that kids show backpack that instead of holding a map in it held all of the hopes and dreams of children that school slowly crushed)
Liana Dec 2024
What if I'm crazy too
What if I'm like him
And because of that
I don't realize I am

I mean
I know the tendency is genetic
And when you're sick
You don't even know it

He is a part of me
Either way
I had no choice
I was born that way

When I look in the mirror I see his eyes
And his nose
And his hair
I glare at them
A reminder that I'm stuck with him
no matter what I do he'll always be there

It makes me hate myself
When look and I see him in me

I don't want to look like him
I never want to make anyone feel the way he did to me
I don't want to be crazy and see the world blurry
I won't even know it if I am
Which is scary
Please don't also let me be crazy
(this note was written by a blueberry that was actually blue inside and not purple)
Liana Dec 2024
My therapist told me
That you said
You wanted to be friends

She didn't understand how messed up that was

I don't want to be his friend
I don't need my father as a friend
I need him as a parent
And a good one at that

You choose your friends
I don't choose you

You're forced to be someone's child
Like I was to you
Except you want to be my friend
I don't want you

My mom had an escape
She divorced him
And even then
It took her a child
And 25 years

I'm stuck
He's in my bones
There's nothing I can do
Except choose not to be friends with him

I want to be his daughter
And for that he has to be my dad
Thats on him

Step one:
Be an adult

*Failed
He's in too many of my poems too

(This note was written by a blade of grass who dreams to be the sun)
Liana Feb 3
Do you ever feel
Like you're a bug?

I mean
Think about it
They get punished
For just existing
And in the world we live in
We are born in to this madness
With the only escape
Being death

Bugs come in all different shapes and sizes
Still bugs nonetheless
But when we see an ant just minding it's business
We step on it
And when we see a butterfly
we take a picture

Bugs get squashed
By people

People get squashed
By people

Do you see what I mean?
Maybe not the most poetic thing, but a thought I had.

(This note was written by a light that could not turn on, but you thought you could turn it on when you wanted to. Is that enough?)
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