Im_okay - Hello Poetry

It's become clear you may have cared, But deep inside, you still prepared. I took your flaws and loved them all, But you used mine to break my heart. You made your vows, then told me lies I should have seen it in your eyes. It wasn’t love—it was just a face, A borrowed smile, a staged embrace. And now you live so proud and free, Telling the world you’re rid of me. That I was just a wrong, a phase, A bump you hit along the way. You’ll shape the tale, control their view, Until they loathe me just like you. But still, my heart won’t shut you out Of what we had, I hold no doubt. To me, I’ll always care for you, Be near if pain comes breaking through. And when they ask, “What was she like?” I’ll smile and say, “She was my light.” I’ll always love you, that won’t die But now I do it from the side

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Jun 20, 2025

Jun 20, 2025 at 12:34 AM UTC

Love From Afar

It's become clear you may have cared, But deep inside, you still prepared. I took your flaws and loved them all, But you used mine to break my heart. You made your vows, then told me lies I should have seen it in your eyes. It wasn’t love—it was just a face, A borrowed smile, a staged embrace. And now you live so proud and free, Telling the world you’re rid of me. That I was just a wrong, a phase, A bump you hit along the way. You’ll shape the tale, control their view, Until they loathe me just like you. But still, my heart won’t shut you out Of what we had, I hold no doubt. To me, I’ll always care for you, Be near if pain comes breaking through. And when they ask, “What was she like?” I’ll smile and say, “She was my light.” I’ll always love you, that won’t die But now I do it from the side

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I'm tired, exhausted, worn and numb, I feel my time is growing done. My mind is blurred, just clouds and doubt, The silence screams I can't tune it out. They circle me, say they care, But I see through their practiced stares. They wear concern like clothes for show, As if good deeds make blessings grow. They think if you give, you'll get it all But grace, not merit, breaks the fall. To hold no grudge, to give with love, To lift when others push and shove. To stay when failure fills the air, And offer light, not just a stare. To love without a second thought Is that the truth my pain has brought? Have scars become my sacred sight? Did suffering grant me second sight? But how can that be, when I've turned away, When I've cursed the dawn and fled the day? I don't want kindness, peace, or light I only pray to end this fight. I push them all, I choose the dark, No whispered hope, no inner spark. Yet still I mutter, soft and low, A final word to let God know. And in that breath, a silence deep A calm that stirs a buried peace. The sky above so vast, so true, The stars, the moon in silver hue. A single tear begins to fall, God has always been there through it all. Despite the rage, despite my cries, He’s walked beside me, never hides. I bow my head, no need to speak, Forgive my pride, forgive the weak. Alone, I thought I'd lost my way, But God just wanted me to stay. To sit, to breathe, to finally see That grace was there surrounding me. So for a while…just a while… Alone I’ll be, but not exiled. I’ll wait until I’m truly free Surround my life with peace, in love, eternally.

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Jun 20, 2025

Jun 20, 2025 at 12:13 AM UTC

Chosen Fall

I'm tired, exhausted, worn and numb, I feel my time is growing done. My mind is blurred, just clouds and doubt, The silence screams I can't tune it out. They circle me, say they care, But I see through their practiced stares. They wear concern like clothes for show, As if good deeds make blessings grow. They think if you give, you'll get it all But grace, not merit, breaks the fall. To hold no grudge, to give with love, To lift when others push and shove. To stay when failure fills the air, And offer light, not just a stare. To love without a second thought Is that the truth my pain has brought? Have scars become my sacred sight? Did suffering grant me second sight? But how can that be, when I've turned away, When I've cursed the dawn and fled the day? I don't want kindness, peace, or light I only pray to end this fight. I push them all, I choose the dark, No whispered hope, no inner spark. Yet still I mutter, soft and low, A final word to let God know. And in that breath, a silence deep A calm that stirs a buried peace. The sky above so vast, so true, The stars, the moon in silver hue. A single tear begins to fall, God has always been there through it all. Despite the rage, despite my cries, He’s walked beside me, never hides. I bow my head, no need to speak, Forgive my pride, forgive the weak. Alone, I thought I'd lost my way, But God just wanted me to stay. To sit, to breathe, to finally see That grace was there surrounding me. So for a while…just a while… Alone I’ll be, but not exiled. I’ll wait until I’m truly free Surround my life with peace, in love, eternally.

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I walk into my room and sit down. But there’s nothing to feel. Not pain. Not peace. Just absence heavy and hollow. I don’t know who I am anymore. My hands shake. My legs won’t still. My heart drums like I’m being hunted by something I can’t see. I thought I was strong. I thought I could survive being the one left behind. But everyone I loved they left with parts of me. And all their promises were blades in disguise. Now, alone in this dim-lit room, I remember: I am only human. Not unbreakable. Not fine. Just pretending. But slowly, so slowly… the mask slips. The strength drains. And I sink to the floor, fingers grasping what’s no longer there. I try to hold on but more and more, it all slips through. Everything’s slipping. And I… I can’t go on. No more fighting. No more trying. I’m— I’m simply crying. And everything about me is finally dying.

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May 11, 2025

May 11, 2025 at 8:31 AM UTC

Slipping Away

I walk into my room and sit down. But there’s nothing to feel. Not pain. Not peace. Just absence heavy and hollow. I don’t know who I am anymore. My hands shake. My legs won’t still. My heart drums like I’m being hunted by something I can’t see. I thought I was strong. I thought I could survive being the one left behind. But everyone I loved they left with parts of me. And all their promises were blades in disguise. Now, alone in this dim-lit room, I remember: I am only human. Not unbreakable. Not fine. Just pretending. But slowly, so slowly… the mask slips. The strength drains. And I sink to the floor, fingers grasping what’s no longer there. I try to hold on but more and more, it all slips through. Everything’s slipping. And I… I can’t go on. No more fighting. No more trying. I’m— I’m simply crying. And everything about me is finally dying.

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As the days blur into one, And the hours stretch, never done, My mind runs wild, a restless mess Thoughts scattered, heavy, meaningless. I feel myself slipping into the dark, Too far gone, too deep to restart. Afraid of the ache I always hide, Each wound a scar I’ve locked inside. I glance outside… The sky begins to cry. And somehow, I smile… Like everything’s fine. The rain falls soft, like whispered grace, Washing the weight from this hollow place. The storm rolls in, the sky turns gray, But something in me fades away. Not the pain, not all the fear But the grip they held feels less severe. The world is weeping, but not in shame It’s cleansing me. It knows my name. So I sit and breathe through trembling hands, And let the rain rewrite my plans. And for the first time, I feel it clear All that held me Is no longer here. The dark still lingers, But I don’t bend. The storm still howls, But it’s not the end. And in the quiet, I finally see The weight is gone. I’ve always been Free.

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May 10, 2025

May 10, 2025 at 5:52 AM UTC

Finally Known

As the days blur into one, And the hours stretch, never done, My mind runs wild, a restless mess Thoughts scattered, heavy, meaningless. I feel myself slipping into the dark, Too far gone, too deep to restart. Afraid of the ache I always hide, Each wound a scar I’ve locked inside. I glance outside… The sky begins to cry. And somehow, I smile… Like everything’s fine. The rain falls soft, like whispered grace, Washing the weight from this hollow place. The storm rolls in, the sky turns gray, But something in me fades away. Not the pain, not all the fear But the grip they held feels less severe. The world is weeping, but not in shame It’s cleansing me. It knows my name. So I sit and breathe through trembling hands, And let the rain rewrite my plans. And for the first time, I feel it clear All that held me Is no longer here. The dark still lingers, But I don’t bend. The storm still howls, But it’s not the end. And in the quiet, I finally see The weight is gone. I’ve always been Free.

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From the moment I saw her, I knew she was the one. My chest went quiet, My soul undone. Her smile, Like sunlight, Burned through the gray. Her voice A hymn that led me astray. From years of drifting, lost and blind, I found her hand and thought it mine. No masks. No lies. Just something real. A place to land. A wound to heal. She was my home. She was my breath. She was the reason I feared death. But like all things That burn too clean, She vanished fast, Without a scene. No final word. No backward glance. Just silence… Where laughter used to dance. Now stillness hums where love once stirred. No laughter now. No final word. The nights are long, The days are thin, And nothing waits beyond the end. So let it fade. Just be still. There’s nothing left I wish to feel. No hand will come. No voice will call. Just quiet rooms And darker halls. Only breath, And not for long. Only silence, Cold and strong. And to this day, I try to sleep But with closed eyes, She speaks to me. Once my favorite dream to live, Now a nightmare I can’t forgive.

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May 9, 2025

May 9, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC

The Quiet That Remains

From the moment I saw her, I knew she was the one. My chest went quiet, My soul undone. Her smile, Like sunlight, Burned through the gray. Her voice A hymn that led me astray. From years of drifting, lost and blind, I found her hand and thought it mine. No masks. No lies. Just something real. A place to land. A wound to heal. She was my home. She was my breath. She was the reason I feared death. But like all things That burn too clean, She vanished fast, Without a scene. No final word. No backward glance. Just silence… Where laughter used to dance. Now stillness hums where love once stirred. No laughter now. No final word. The nights are long, The days are thin, And nothing waits beyond the end. So let it fade. Just be still. There’s nothing left I wish to feel. No hand will come. No voice will call. Just quiet rooms And darker halls. Only breath, And not for long. Only silence, Cold and strong. And to this day, I try to sleep But with closed eyes, She speaks to me. Once my favorite dream to live, Now a nightmare I can’t forgive.

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I wear the face they handed me A painted grin, rehearsed and clean. The one who laughs, the steady guide, A hollow shell with cracks inside. They call me light, say I won’t break, But no one sees the breath I fake. I smile on cue, I play it well A polished lie, a private hell. This life is stitched from silent screams, A script of someone else’s dreams. And every laugh, and every line, Just digs the grave I hope is mine. A master, yes! Of quiet pain. They never ask. I don’t explain. Tonight I sit, the role intact, Among the crowd, the same old act. But then… She stares. Eyes like blades. Not fooled. Not swayed. The stumble lines I used to know She watches close. I’ve lost the glow. Then soft, she speaks A voice like fate: “I see who hides beneath your face.” My chest goes cold. My mask decays. Is this the end? Have I been saved?

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May 9, 2025

May 9, 2025 at 9:57 PM UTC

Exposed

I wear the face they handed me A painted grin, rehearsed and clean. The one who laughs, the steady guide, A hollow shell with cracks inside. They call me light, say I won’t break, But no one sees the breath I fake. I smile on cue, I play it well A polished lie, a private hell. This life is stitched from silent screams, A script of someone else’s dreams. And every laugh, and every line, Just digs the grave I hope is mine. A master, yes! Of quiet pain. They never ask. I don’t explain. Tonight I sit, the role intact, Among the crowd, the same old act. But then… She stares. Eyes like blades. Not fooled. Not swayed. The stumble lines I used to know She watches close. I’ve lost the glow. Then soft, she speaks A voice like fate: “I see who hides beneath your face.” My chest goes cold. My mask decays. Is this the end? Have I been saved?

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I talk to God, but nothing speaks. Just walls, and nights, and quiet weeks. I claw through days in borrowed skin, Each smile a lie I bury in. I’m tired of breathing just to break, Of holding on for holding’s sake. And if I shatter, let it be I’ve reached the place that feels like me. At last, my soul might find release, So leave me now… I have my peace.

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May 9, 2025

May 9, 2025 at 8:10 PM UTC

Unheard

I talk to God, but nothing speaks. Just walls, and nights, and quiet weeks. I claw through days in borrowed skin, Each smile a lie I bury in. I’m tired of breathing just to break, Of holding on for holding’s sake. And if I shatter, let it be I’ve reached the place that feels like me. At last, my soul might find release, So leave me now… I have my peace.

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