They left me
because they were tired
of saving me from drowning over
and over again,
but they never bothered
to teach me how to swim
Feb 24, 2025
Feb 24, 2025 at 2:55 PM UTC
The moon felt the sun aside them,
looking outside the window in peace.
Buildings flashed by and
in this silent moment,
the moon felt completely comfortable
for the first time in a while.
Their smile wasn’t forced
the warmth of the sun
didn’t only shine on the outside,
it reached deep within the moon,
warming their soul.
Sounds muffled around them
and just in this moment,
only the sun and the moon existed.
Together in a warm light
they produced together.
Feb 17, 2025
Feb 17, 2025 at 4:40 PM UTC
Friends.
You can’t imagine
what the world would look like
without them.
The moon looked at the sun,
they couldn’t handle losing her too.
Being together felt like peace.
Like a walk in nature,
where the air isn’t too cold,
but also not too warm.
The voices inside their head
finally went silent.
The sun was still there
after the earth crumbled and broke,
causing the moon to lose their track.
Pieces of the shattered earth
crashed into the moon
and left scars everywhere.
But the sun stayed,
and pulled the moon around her,
giving the moon stability again.
Now the moon keeps shining,
keeping the sun company.
The sun saved them,
now the moon would make sure
the sun could shine forever.
Jan 2, 2025
Jan 2, 2025 at 5:04 PM UTC
A glow stick needs to break before glowing
But I think something went wrong with me
I broke a long time ago and I'm not glowing
I think it broke so much the liquid started spilling out
Hurting everyone with its toxicity
Till even the toxic liquid disappeared
Now I'm just
Empty
Dec 28, 2024
Dec 28, 2024 at 4:38 PM UTC
I hear sirens again and suddenly I'm back
Buried in layers and layers of this mask that I put on
Drowning in the addiction of the red lines coming undone
Feeling numb for the pain and wanting more
More
More
More
M o r e
I don't feel good
Maybe some lemonade?
Sounds echo around me
It's almost like I'm on a really fast carrousel
My whole body tingles
I see my half empty glass of lemonade, standing in a wet puddle
There's lemonade on the ground
I'm confused
What happened?
I feel like I'm gonna throw up
****
What the hell did I do
Did I cross the line?
Could I have died if I had done it slightly different?
****
Am I going to die?
****
What should I do?
I can't call someone
But what if I black out again?
**** it
911
**** why did I do that
7 minutes
I can hear the sirens approaching
Checking
I'm fine
I'm not dying
Why did I call?
I shouldn't have called
I ask if I can go back inside
I can't
They have to take me because I did it myself
****
I shouldn't have called
I throw up on the way
I'm waiting
Everything is blurry
I'm completely numb
I cry
I text my therapist the updates
I'm panicking
I don't want people to know
But I don't have the money to pay this
I need to tell my parents
****
It's 2am
I'm back in my room
I'm still haunted by what happened
I'm scared
I miss it
I hate that I miss it
I'm better now
I think
Not really
I only made it worse
Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 5:39 PM UTC
The moon took the sun’s hand and they walked together.
This felt so peaceful and it just felt right. They had had a lot of fun together and the moon never wanted to loose the sun.
Ever.
This connection felt like sitting inside, in front of the window, watching the rain in a blanket and drinking a hot beverage.
Maybe even with a cat, depending on whether you like cats.
It felt like a blanket in the cold, a refreshing breeze in the warmth, like fresh air, like home.
It was always supposed to be like this.
The moon sometimes still wondered if these feelings were romantic love,but it didn’t really matter.
Not really.
This felt right.
And if this really was how love was supposed to be like, they didn’t need to be together anyway.
Having the sun as their best friend was enough.
They didn’t really know what love was supposed to feel like.
The only crushes they had had were actually mostly unhealthy obsessions.
This was definitely a healthy love.
Platonic or romantic didn’t matter.
The moon will forever love the sun.
Dec 14, 2024
Dec 14, 2024 at 6:13 PM UTC
The moon doesn’t know how to feel anymore.
The days are dark and the nights are getting longer.
They always loved the night, but now it’s suffocating them.
They’re still struggling to stay bright
because the clouds are getting bigger
since that day where the existing world collapsed.
The only thing keeping them going is seeing the sun again.
Without the sun, they wouldn’t have stayed.
But now they’re trying to shine
for themselves, without the sun,
because even though the sun saved them,
they need to stay for themselves.
But the sun is a big help.
The moon doesn’t know what kind of love they feel for the sun, but they love them.
Is it romantically or is she just their best friend? They don’t know.
Their feelings are deep, definitely.
The only thing that’s sure, is that the moon loves the sun, and she brightens their dark days.
And the moon shines in the night for the sun, when the sun can’t shine herself.
They both bring light into the darkness for eachother.
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 5:23 PM UTC
The moon looked at the sun and saw the sea in her eyes looking back at them.
They looked away, as they didn’t want to make her uncomfortable.
They were walking, connected by their hands who clicked together like they were designed just for this.
They were walking alongside each other in the moonlight.
The moon felt as connected to the sun as they felt to the moon shining above them.
A memory flooded their mind.
The feeling they had during this walk reminded them of that one night at the beach, a year ago.
They forgot all their problems for a moment and the magic of the sea at their feet was warm, and the soft, fresh breeze walked past them.
It was a shared memory the moon would never forget.
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 1:00 PM UTC
They feel the warmth of the embrace when the sun hugs back.
A feeling of safety surrounding them as the cold outside air around them tugs at them both.
The sun smiles and so does the hearth of the moon.
Two souls, so different, yet so alike merged together.
The comfort of her arms was a place where the moon would like to stay forever.
For a moment, the moon forgot about their problems, about the loneliness, and the emptiness they felt every day.
Just in this moment, all of that was gone.
Only a warm, happy, comforting feeling filled them.
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 12:52 PM UTC
I feel like a little kid again
Not really fitting in
Wondering why no one likes me
Not talking
Feeling invisible
Not having friends
I do have friends
But are they noticing
That I'm eight years old again?
That I feel like they are gonna leave me?
Like my only friend I had back then?
I'm just a hurt little kid again
Who's scared of the world and doesn't want
to go to school
because they will just end up zoning out
the entire day
But at the same time I'm older
I know more of the world
The world who is now even scarier
A world I don't want to stay in
But I have to
Everyone has to
I am a little kid again
But this time
I just want to disappear
Because I know
Growing up isn't gonna make everything better
So it's better to just
stop trying
Dec 13, 2024
Dec 13, 2024 at 12:47 PM UTC