The devil smiled at me
Because she knew
I would give her my soul
Just to kiss her once more
1d ago
Jun 2, 2026 at 5:33 PM UTC
In art I find shelter
I go away from the storm
I pour my teacup
And burn, burn, burn.
2d ago
Jun 1, 2026 at 5:11 PM UTC
Everytime I hear
The American or Israeli
Governments lecture
Russia China Iran it's like
Listening to Charles Manson
Give a lecture on morality.
May 22
May 22, 2026 at 9:21 AM UTC
All I wanted was a star. Just one. Something small enough for the world to overlook, but bright enough to keep my soul alive.
I never asked to be loved by everyone. I never asked for castles, crowns, or my name written across the sky. I only wanted one quiet light to find me on the nights when loneliness became too loud to survive.
Because some people carry sadness so beautifully that nobody notices they are drowning. They laugh softly, speak gently, and hide entire wars behind tired eyes. I became one of those people.
And still, I stayed kind. Still, I gave love with shaking hands. Still, I stood beneath empty heavens, hoping something up there would finally look down and choose me too.
So if you ever see someone staring at the stars a little too long, understand this, they are not searching for the sky.
They are searching for a reason to stay.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 5:27 PM UTC
I wrote the same pain so many times, it started living inside the ink. The same sorrow, the same empty nights, the same heart reaching for something it could never keep.
Maybe that is what grief truly is, not a wound, but a hallway. You keep walking through the same rooms, touching the same memories, calling the same names, hoping one day the ending changes.
But it never does.
So I write. Again, and again, and again. Not because I have new words, but because the old ones still hurt. Because some feelings are too large to leave the body quietly. They return like winter. Like waves. Like ghosts that know your name.
And maybe the saddest part of all is this:
The world will call it repetition.
But for me, it was survival.
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 5:26 PM UTC
I pray for your moment of weakness
When it becomes too much for you
When the anxiety gets too loud
And your heart is screaming at you
And your phone is eerily quiet
And your mind keeps begging
And the loneliness is overwhelming
I pray for your moment of weakness
When you finally snap
And text me "Hi"
May 20
May 20, 2026 at 5:19 PM UTC
It wasn't that I looked in the mirror and did not know who I was.
I knew who I was and that person felt so out of reach.
It was as if the mirror was permanently foggy.
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 7:26 PM UTC
You built me a castle,
but only of sand.
So you never entered,
knowing it wouldn't stand.
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 7:20 PM UTC
I’m decaying
I’m rotting
I’m trapped
In a cage
In my own head
My thoughts consuming me
Eating me alive
I’m covered in bugs
That eat my flesh
And my brain
The walls grow mold
Around every memory
Spreading through the corners
I tried to keep clean
I can feel myself fading
Like old flowers
Forgotten in a room
No one opens anymore
Everything inside me
Feels left behind
Like fruit left out too long
Like a house abandoned
Slowly collecting dust
I think I’ve been rotting
For longer than I noticed
Because things don’t fall apart
All at once
Sometimes they disappear
Piece by piece
Quietly
Until one day
You look in the mirror
And wonder
When the colors left.
May 19
May 19, 2026 at 7:19 PM UTC
Baby I give you breath
I do not fear that pregnancy is difficult
I write you down
Letter by letter
I look at you intently
You are my child
I protect you
With all my force
And you make me whole
You give me blessings.
May 18
May 18, 2026 at 5:43 PM UTC