How funny nostalgia is
Just like an eraser it modifies
With time rapid slashes and dashes are faded into something beautiful
Mistakes are redacted
What once was, becomes a distant memory
The grueling hours to reach the perfected image are forgotten
Now there on the mantle it lays
A portrait polished - the final product of a simple eraser
13h ago
Jun 4, 2026 at 5:38 PM UTC
My heart is patched
The bleeding barely noticeable
Yet still reminiscent
And the pain quite tangible
I felt the shift
From loving to somewhat releasing
I so long to fully let go
Yet my soul is still gripping
When does it end?
Why can't I let you go?
We're both so different now
So why do I still love one who i barely know?
6d ago
May 30, 2026 at 1:08 AM UTC
Who is this in front of me?
Her scars, her dimples somewhat familiar
Perhaps if I wasn't so tired I'd recognize her
Maybe self-preservation has hidden her true identity from me
Ironically, I don't know what I'm shielding myself from anymore
Those who were chasing me are gone
I don't have to hide anymore
Yet this double life has become me
Do I choose a life? Converge the two?
Or become something else entirely?
Who am I when not living a double life?
May 7
May 7, 2026 at 9:36 PM UTC
What a privilege it is to have loved and lost
Perhaps nostalgia's victory stemmed from my escapism
My heart bled so much it endeavored to stop feeling
Yet that is out of the question for me.
I incorrectly assumed that the yearning I felt was a want to be loved
Now I know I long more so to love...and to love deep
This desire runs deep in my veins and cannot be bled out
I cannot outrun what is embedded in me...and I cannot withdraw what I so happily gave away
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 12:47 AM UTC
I love music
And the way it conveys emotions I'm even yet to feel
Music was my escape
My refuge when my mind declared war against me
In the absence of pain I find myself seeking silence
Once afraid of my thoughts, I long to hear myself again
Yet I can't help to see the shadow of what was
I still love music
But I don't need my emotions dictated anymore
The pain has faded, subsided maybe
Yet I find myself scarred and not simply wounded...
And scars don't ever truly heal
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 11:44 PM UTC
I have this knack
A want to love the seemingly unlovable
I'm overly gracious
Overly courteous
Everyone deserves to be loved
Everyone deserves deep care
Yet it seems I forget me in "Everyone"
I consider everyone but me
It seems I am the unlovable
And everyone is lovable but me
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 10:42 PM UTC
confusion clouds my head
my heart unsettled searching for answers
loops run through my brain
analysis after analysis
there were no signs of rejection
conversations filled with affirmations
compatibility right under our noses
hope rising in my heart
who would have imagined you'd say no?
my emotional safety pulled from under me
who would have imagined it'd be one-sided?
now, what do i do with this unrequited love?
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 10:34 PM UTC
I mostly new how to inhale
Hardly ever did i exhale
I thought I'd never learn to breathe
And then I let you go
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 6:06 PM UTC
How suffocating it is to live for everyone else
Wondering why it's been so hard to breathe
Yet every inhale is borrowed air
When did I give away my power?
When did I close myself in?
Yearning for approval
Yearning for acceptance
Even if I was everything they wanted me to be
I'd never be enough
I better just exhale
Jan 22
Jan 22, 2026 at 2:59 PM UTC
Reciprocity?
I guess it's too much to ask for.
Consideration?
I guess it's too much to ask for.
Stuck in a cycle of giving
Never being replenished.
Forever quenching shriveled souls
With a quiety bleeding heart.
When Lord will it be my turn?
When will I finally be seen?
When will friend or lover see me?
Or am I just too much of an inconvenience?
Nov 19, 2025
Nov 19, 2025 at 5:58 AM UTC