Short-lived joy,
With me, it toys.
My head burns hot,
It feels a lot.
Soon, all of it might end,
(Maybe by my own ******* hands)
The joy, the suffering and everything else.
Maybe after crying 2 or 3 more wells.
May my heart just stop
’Cause emotions already got robbed.
Now, I can’t seem to feel,
It’s emotions that I forgot how to deal.
The world has made me such tire
That I started dreaming about my own pyre
And that’s just my last desire.
May 14
May 14, 2026 at 1:57 PM UTC
I'm tired of all this ****
Can't I just take a little break for a bit,
And go to my real home,
Which is yet to be found?
Apr 25
Apr 25, 2026 at 2:57 PM UTC
I am told to speak up,
Then to shut up by the same people.
Alone, I'm in this big tub,
Water filling it up until I get crushed by the pressure.
The people talk continuously.
I wonder where they got that confidence from.
Because I can do neither,
Maybe because I was taught that when I was a kid, in my own little "home".
Dec 24, 2025
Dec 24, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
"Hold onto your tears",
I said to myself slowly,
Breathing deeply,
Being frustrated with myself
Because I wasn't supposed to cry.
I was overwhelmed by anger,
And yes, I am that type
Who cries when get angry.
I never hated it as much before
Because the anger was almost never there.
Slowly it creeped up
And found a residance in me.
I can't seem to chase it out
Even if it's eating me from inside,
Yet I feel heavier everytime.
My heart won't stop pounding,
My eyes turn all red,
My throat feels like it was choked,
All because of anger
That is refusing to leave.
I pleaded to it to leave
But it said that it is, now,
Attached to me forever,
Leaving me never.
I am stuck with it forever.
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 6:44 AM UTC
The significance of a sorry card,
A lesson that is learnt hard.
Like a drug it feels–
The best but loses it's effects fast.
Oh, what a spell it cast.
The feeling of pain,
Hit again and again
But why does it even matter?
I already gave up on it.
The feelings is that can never, again, be lit.
Why even give something that doesn't even matter?
After they pile up, what value do they gather?
I guess zero?
Because I don't see any,
Out of that many.
Maybe let me go?
Anyway, I am the last in your row.
I won't lie but it ******* hurts.
But I already gave up on it,
It became impossible for me to hope even a little bit.
Nov 1, 2025
Nov 1, 2025 at 8:01 AM UTC
Long ago, I had a dream,
That I have up on now
Because I couldn't even breath.
I was being crushed by the expectations.
It just made me scream
But the voice didn't leave my mouth
'Cause my whole energy went to handle the weight,
That was above me.
Disguised as a light beam,
I, then saw hope.
Being weak and shattered,
I could not follow it.
Because of the weight, each inch I lean,
The pain worsen.
I was too tired to even cry,
Or even to try.
To feel this, what could it mean?
The dream of a teen only existed in memories now.
And you know what that dream was to?
It was to live and not to survive...
Oct 10, 2025
Oct 10, 2025 at 12:13 PM UTC
The anger was speaking to me,
I didn't understand why.
On my head, it was too high,
Without a reason making me cry.
It was something I had never known.
Destroyable powers, it hold.
I don't want it to mold–
Me or the world and turn all cold.
Eyes red because of the rage
I hate it so much
'Cause why is it there when I was numb?
It's not even like I hold a grudge.
It's hard to stay quiet
When my brain is the one who screams
Because my rage, sadness and other emotions
Had been all the time a single team.
Oct 5, 2025
Oct 5, 2025 at 1:49 PM UTC
I have a voice
Or should I say, i 'had' a voice
I lost it somewhere on the way.
This hurts cause I lost it but I can still speak.
They all stole it from me,
The girl I had been,
That loved to speak,
They took her away.
At them, she threw her innocent words,
The words thay said, left small cuts,
Everytime she shut herself a bit more,
When she realise that no one is listening to her.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 12:58 PM UTC
Onto me, they load and unload
All the emotions they picked up on the road,
Making me repeat to myself,
I am not a harbour.
Their anxieties lying all over me
That's why, they all leave in glee
I tried to manage it's load, repeating
I am not a harbour.
Near sea, the sun would kiss me.
I am still near the sea
But the load on me blocking the sunrays
Hence I repeat, I am not a harbour.
I feel the cracks on myself that no one sees.
I wished all the load to be drowned in the sea.
Each crack I count,
Singing, I am not a harbour.
One day, snap, I may,
Trying to listen what everyone has to say.
I listen and they unload
But I m not a harbour.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 9:53 AM UTC
I waited before realising it was dawn,
That my everything was gone.
It happened so slowly
That I didn't even realise it,
Not even that the past pages were torn.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 6:57 AM UTC