azyraelian - Hello Poetry

I was there when you were at your worst, and you think that no one understands your pain. I'm right there beside you when you think everybody leaves you and doesn't know your worth. I was there every time you needed me. I loved you when nobody else did, even yourself.

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Mar 7

Mar 7, 2026 at 3:24 AM UTC

You weren't

I was there when you were at your worst, and you think that no one understands your pain. I'm right there beside you when you think everybody leaves you and doesn't know your worth. I was there every time you needed me. I loved you when nobody else did, even yourself.

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Almost two years have drifted by since you slipped beyond my reach. The sharp edge of pain has softened, worn smooth by time’s quiet hands— Yet the missing remains, a tide that never fully recedes. Perhaps grief is not a road with markers and measured miles, but a sky we carry within us— sometimes heavy with rain, sometimes clear— always there.

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Mar 6

Mar 6, 2026 at 9:44 PM UTC

Grief Has No Timeline

Almost two years have drifted by since you slipped beyond my reach. The sharp edge of pain has softened, worn smooth by time’s quiet hands— Yet the missing remains, a tide that never fully recedes. Perhaps grief is not a road with markers and measured miles, but a sky we carry within us— sometimes heavy with rain, sometimes clear— always there.

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The sky will weep with quiet sorrow, and storms of despair will gather in the hollow of my chest. Such tempests are born only from one fate— the loss of you. For the grief your absence leaves behind feels endless, like a night that refuses the coming of dawn. No soul could ever erase what you have awakened within me, for you alone are the place where my restless heart finds rest— my only refuge, my solitary shelter in this vast and weary world. The peace I know in your presence is a treasure beyond the reach of time or gold. Even the ruin you bring, I would still embrace. So let the winds take me—let them carry me far and wide. I shall not resist… So long as their wandering path leads me back to you.

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Mar 6

Mar 6, 2026 at 9:26 PM UTC

Hm..

The sky will weep with quiet sorrow, and storms of despair will gather in the hollow of my chest. Such tempests are born only from one fate— the loss of you. For the grief your absence leaves behind feels endless, like a night that refuses the coming of dawn. No soul could ever erase what you have awakened within me, for you alone are the place where my restless heart finds rest— my only refuge, my solitary shelter in this vast and weary world. The peace I know in your presence is a treasure beyond the reach of time or gold. Even the ruin you bring, I would still embrace. So let the winds take me—let them carry me far and wide. I shall not resist… So long as their wandering path leads me back to you.

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You love me even when you're hungry and thirsty. I love you when you're full. You love me even when the days I couldn't get you bathed, I love you after your bath. You love me in my darkest days. I love you on my brightest days. You love me with all your heart, I loved you your whole life. and I will miss you for the rest of mine.

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Jun 30, 2022

Jun 30, 2022 at 4:28 AM UTC

She Died Yesterday

You love me even when you're hungry and thirsty. I love you when you're full. You love me even when the days I couldn't get you bathed, I love you after your bath. You love me in my darkest days. I love you on my brightest days. You love me with all your heart, I loved you your whole life. and I will miss you for the rest of mine.

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I didn't know sadness could eat me like this. I lost my 14 year old dog last night and I can't even focus on my work. My broken heart couldn't help but to cry and cry. I want to write a good story about how good boy he was but I couldn't think properly. All I know is that I'm missing him and it hurts so much.

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May 10, 2022

May 10, 2022 at 11:43 PM UTC

Grief (This is not a poem. This is a grief of someone who lost her dog.)

I didn't know sadness could eat me like this. I lost my 14 year old dog last night and I can't even focus on my work. My broken heart couldn't help but to cry and cry. I want to write a good story about how good boy he was but I couldn't think properly. All I know is that I'm missing him and it hurts so much.

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You, the one who was like my universe, left me. The rest of the world was paying attention to something else and my sorrow seemed to be ignored just like that as something petty and normal.

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Oct 23, 2020

Oct 23, 2020 at 2:07 AM UTC

Sorrow

You, the one who was like my universe, left me. The rest of the world was paying attention to something else and my sorrow seemed to be ignored just like that as something petty and normal.

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"*I live because I can't die.*" "*It's terrifying to open my eyes just to breathe.*" - SUGA

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Feb 27, 2020

Feb 27, 2020 at 2:35 AM UTC

So Far Away