I think the best thing I can do now
is prepare to take a bow.
let you go and let you be
but I still think I hear you sing for me.
somewhere else, somewhere deep
maybe somewhere else where we are free,
maybe somewhere else where we are happy…
when I was scared and lonely,
you started humming your melody.
I heard the dreams and the possibilities…the beauty of what could be.
I searched and searched!
I heard you first but
I turned into dirt.
I didn’t believe
the song was anything but a stupid dream.
that who I heard was an imaginary friend,
some song my mind made intended to mend.
then I found you
and it was then i knew…
I finally met the man who made the tune.
heart starts to stutter
mind gets the tingles
feelings linger longer
souls start to mingle
we traveled far and fast
with barely any gas
but
where we once would tesselate,
there is now an impenetrable gate.
a place I cannot go, a place I can not know.
a place meant for those
who saw the value in clothes.
oh, how it feels to be torn at the seams!
I cannot watch you grieve all the possibilities.
I cannot watch you try and die.
die
die
die
inside.
so i’ll wait for my ride
one
last
time.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 3:01 AM UTC
I share more and more
trying to get you to see
the shores of where I was, where i was trying to be.
yet all we see is misery:
the pain and stains of me,
of who I
used
to
be.
we will that I could have seen
all the things that could have been…
but
it is what it is. i am stuck with this.
if only one thing changed,
I know it wouldn’t be the same.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 2:20 AM UTC
down the road, feeling the feels…
she spots a toad she wants to steal.
“take a step back,” she says to herself and wanders away to somewhere else.
she wonders why she wanted that toad so much
and realizes she just wanted to touch…
something, anything with feels—so she would know this was all real.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 3:40 AM UTC
a light so bright illuminates a line so fine
life is alight in a time that’s all mine
feeling blesst from above and documenting our love
my time may end soon,
but until then I’ll lay my head in your bed til noon.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 3:23 AM UTC
she didn’t care
so much back then…
but she highkey did
cos she remembers when
she had dreams of a man just like him.
if only she knew what she could have
if she was a lil less…well, bad.
“if she was a lil more this and a little less that…”
if
what if
if only I could go back!
- R E D A C T E D -
(if only she had a _o__ ___. if only she didn’t have _______ ________ ____ _. if only she never ____ th___ m___a___. if only she had a __r___ s_____. if only she was taught that h__ _____ and ____ are _________, and that _ ___e__e to __ l____ and v_____.)
- R E D A C T E D -
strange… to never know
what’s inside another’s mind
to be nearby and close
yet never truly show
what lies inside all the holes.
how can we expect another to fix
things that we cannot even lift?
it soothes me to think of this
an inner locus(t) of control is bliss.
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 2:59 AM UTC
“I crave safety!”
uncertainty surrounds me
“I crave peace!”
chaos surrounds me e
“I crave happiness”
mistakes surround me e e
“I crave guidance”
confusion surrounds me e e e
“I crave passion!”
boredom surrounds me e e e e
“I crave serendipity!”
rules surround me e e e e e
“I crave love!”
“love surrounds me e e e e e e”
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 2:20 AM UTC
pushed through walls I thought I knew,
until they flew.
smoked flower and drank alcohol,
until I lost it all.
sang songs and danced to music,
until I got sick.
kept it locked up in my head,
until the words were said.
Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 11:36 PM UTC
She was a book, not a girl
but her thoughts whirled.
Round and round like a ferris wheel,
never forgotten, but never real.
Falling and falling from the clouds,
then she crashed, screaming loud.
“Are you okay?” I say to her,
but she says nothing, not a word.
I turn her over, look for her face,
but see nothing but a book in its place.
I turn her pages, one by one,
until all the pages come undone.
She opens her eyes and looks at me,
then says, “I’m finally free.”
Mar 8, 2025
Mar 8, 2025 at 2:15 PM UTC
Freedom is free
and romance is rosy.
Hardships will release
and life can be cozy.
Just hold onto hope
and keep on breathing.
You will see
each day is worth living.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 10:49 PM UTC
Breathe calmly,
as best you can.
Don’t forget
the lay of the land.
Remember your friends…
your family too.
And always think of
the little you.
Mar 7, 2025
Mar 7, 2025 at 10:47 PM UTC