This is not a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.
This is not romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.
All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.
Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.
I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.
This is a poem;
This is an artist screaming to be heard in the abyss of life's harshest realities.
This is romantic;
This is an artist learning to to be in love with her very self.
All this years, I have been trying so hard to create a person I could love.
Little did I realize, what I was looking for has always and-
will always be within me.
I think I've learnt to love myself.
I think I'm finally free.
I think-
— c.s wondering
Sep 3, 2022
Sep 3, 2022 at 12:08 PM UTC
Once I heard that love is so sudden
Who knew it was so cliché
You, ugh, you are so good for me
But why, here it was gradual
Or I am oblivious to my own emotions
But with every single word I fell farther
And then, we clicked like Legos
Now I've known you almost for a year
And this is quite cliché
I cant tell him that I feel this way
But maybe its better this way
We can have a platonic thing
I just dont know if I will find something like this
You make me laugh and blush more than anyone has
I didnt want to fall but those eyes pulled me in
But we clicked like tap shoes though...
You are just so witty and charming
And no could compete
I have tried to find others this year
I wanted you
But You want her
And I am still your confused best friend
Maybe its is because it would be such a silly cliché
Maybe its because I am your best friend
Or that we click like those silly tap shoes
I still think your cute
And thats ok
I am just a little bit cliché
The oblivious boy and the smitten friend
Haha, maybe it happened because we clicked like Legos
But to be honest, just your voice makes my day
And to be honest, I would not have it any other way
To just be Legos, tap shoes, and ignorant besties
Jul 18, 2022
Jul 18, 2022 at 6:55 PM UTC
There it is
again
that funny feeeeling
it will go away if i put it aside long enough
the quiet comprehending of the end of it
it can become overdue
and it could be over soon
What the ****
Thoughts??
What do I do?
I am just so ********
I am just a special kind of ******
So maybe I should stop
I dont want a little bit of everything all of the time
I just want to leave this world better than I found it
just outplayed, outclassed for that one
that one dream
they insanity is trying is the same thing expecting something....
diferrent, new, better
so i must be insane to want it
want that to be my dream
last time wont be the last time I try either
Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 11:19 PM UTC
I cant go a day
without missing a hug or ******** remark of urs
That smile
ur eyes
and i hope ur raising a cup for victory
for all the joys
and all this pain
but you want a motorbike to dry your tears now
because she shattered you
used you
that *****
your just trying not to get lost
going too fast now
trying not to think abt it
the road doesnt care at all and we both know that
but you dont see that i do
i do
i cant live without you
i care if you come home in one piece
and want to dry your tears
i want to be the shoulder you cry on
one day maybe
one day
wait
now there it is
that funny feeling
Love? Hope?
i cant find the words to describe it
but how do you tell someone that
that a bike doesnt care
that the road doesnt either
but you care
a lot a lot
that you want them to do it all
all that heart desires
that you want them to live
that I wish I could witness
all their joy
and all their pain
that you dont know the word
for that funny feeling
for now I shout
"Wait for me, I am coming. I am coming too."
you know hes struggling
so i hear quiet responses
and find a life in those eyes
even if you cant
i see a war you can win
i see you
Jul 15, 2022
Jul 15, 2022 at 10:53 PM UTC
If he knew...
I see blue tinted skies
With those ocean eyes in view
If he knew...
Im here in his storm
Holding on to him and those ocean eyes
Jul 9, 2022
Jul 9, 2022 at 6:15 PM UTC
Dear death,
I have met life,
He wants me to fight,
But I'm so weak-
So can we meet?
Jun 12, 2022
Jun 12, 2022 at 7:05 PM UTC
Maple syrup, two pancakes and grossly made hashbrowns...
you forever have a place in this life as a friend,
and a place in my heart.
for without you,
I wouldnt be as strong as I am nor be as wise.
I wouldnt be spending 50 bucks a month for confidence nor going out for our dates? coffee breaks from the world
Chai milk tea, boba of some sort, and you...
you changed me for the better, y/n
this might have been made on the fly and im tired as hell
i wanted you to understand that,
this big ol heart of mine,
cares more than you can dream
and loves you more than you can imagine...
Jun 12, 2022
Jun 12, 2022 at 8:33 AM UTC
There are different reasons why you write.
You write because...
...you're happy?
you're sad?
you're delighted?
you're mourning?
keeping a secret?
But whichever reason you have,
you still write what's inside.
What other people can't see,
can't decipher beneath the words you speak,
can't understand the emotions flowing
through the sentences you can't speak out loud.
You write, pouring the feelings you can't let out,
you write. using the words you once thought can't explain what you feel.
You write, thinking that someone out there can finally discern what you're hiding inside.
Jun 7, 2022
Jun 7, 2022 at 1:38 PM UTC
It's fun to have crushes
I had one
2 years ago
We both liked each other
The day we said is now approaching
I am scared
He could have forgotten
I could have changed more than I let on
He's not star crossed
He was heaven on earth
Its been 2 years
We haven't really hung out
But we keep in contact really well
He could have changed, yes
And I could have too
but shouldn't I try once more?
Rekindle an old flame
One that burned brighter than SCL's
That one moved on
Why not go for the dream guy?
SCL and he wasn't that different
Guys who were everything I wanted and more
2 years...
Is that too much?
Is this a hopeless cause
Did I wait too long?
I hope not...
And my partner would understand too
So I invited them.
SCL, my partner, and him
What a disaster.
What a mess.
2 years.
Almost got engaged
Heartache and Joy
Maybe this flame can be rekindled
And if it's not, that is ok.
I will survive...
May 26, 2022
May 26, 2022 at 4:43 PM UTC