i knew you were in torpor.
for the winter air, just like before,
didn’t allow you to soar
nor spread your wings;
or create new beginnings.
but now we’re at an ending—
and i could just remember
how close you were
by the dying ember;
singing a tune or two,
of a melody just for you.
but the sad, cold nights are over,
maybe you have heard.
so now—rejoice and fly higher;
sing as you soar,
my little bird!
Mar 5, 2022
Mar 5, 2022 at 8:19 PM UTC
there'll come a day when we'd smile fondly at the hardships we're currently facing.
there'll come a day when we'd completely heal from whatever gave us pain.
there'll come a day when we don't have to feel like crying.
but 'til then, we just have to feel every single emotion and endure the pouring rain.
but 'til then, we just have to accept we're not okay.
because **** it, that coming day is not today.
why can't it be today?
Aug 11, 2021
Aug 11, 2021 at 5:02 PM UTC
You said,
you wanted to find
yourself.
Maybe that was why
you left—
breaking my heart.
When you broke it,
you found
yourself
inside.
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 10:33 AM UTC
but when i said
‘living on the edge,’
this was never
what i meant.
what i meant was real party all night
without parents’ permission;
not a pity party at night
with my self-destructing notions.
what i meant was real rollercoasters,
or go on life adventures;
not roller coasters
of all my life’s emotions.
what i meant was swim in the ocean,
or face my darkest fear.
not an ocean of my
darkest fears face me.
but i when i said
put ‘happy’ and ‘die’ together,
i meant to actually ‘die happy’
not to be ‘happy dying.’
Oct 3, 2018
Oct 3, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC
but
how is it
condemnable when we
only choose to
LOVE?
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 7:46 AM UTC
Illusory
thoughts that this mind creates
at night where these thoughts
just doesn’t seem to stop.
Nostalgic
vibe that this mind brings
at night where the melancholy
appears from out of nowhere.
Somber
experiences that this mind relives
at night where secrets
are out in the open.
Overly
deafening silence that this mind hears
at night where your own heartbeat
seems to be the only sound.
Manic
thinking that this mind undergoes
at night where these memories
are suddenly brought up.
Nocturnal
body that this mind controls
at night where the eyes
should be closed.
Incoherent
words that this mind forms
at night where drunken sentences
are actually sober thoughts.
Abyssal
state that this mind goes through
at night where darkness and
silence slowly kills your soul.
Aug 24, 2018
Aug 24, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
A single flower he gave me,
Sent my heart into a flutter.
Had my stomach drown in butterflies;
Made my knees go weaker.
A single flower he gave me
Instantaneously made me remember
The special times I shared with him
And our precious moments together.
A single flower he gave me
Was just like him as I rekindle.
The smoothness, the aesthetic,
The smell so sweet, the love’s symbol.
But that single flower he gave me
Also had thorns which pricked my finger.
I shed a tear like when he broke my heart;
A special flower no longer.
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 12:53 PM UTC
Almost asleep when my phone ticked;
'A notification,' it says.
Your name was there, you liked my photo.
And my stomach drowned in butterflies—
Scratch that—moths, surely they're moths.
Stronger, buzzier, like your power
To occupy and stay in my brain
With that single heart emoji beside your name.
Thinking that the double tap
Is as if you love me just the same.
Aug 6, 2018
Aug 6, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC
Beside what used to be your pillow, I wake.
Melancholy as I get out of bed.
Brushing teeth by the sink
With a jolt of sadness and dread;
your toothbrush on the brink.
Eating the pain for breakfast.
Then wishing the shower can
wash away the misery.
I look at the mirror hoping that again,
I could meet your lips so dreamy.
But seeing that photo near the corner
reminds me why I must not bother.
Driving to work with the thought of you
sitting on the passenger seat.
I put my phone on top of my table.
Longing for your voice so sweet,
waiting for your message so playful.
Can you blame me if I can’t forget you?
Everything still lingers.
Everything reminds me.
I feel like I hold my heart in my fingers,
shattered to the highest degree.
I even take the long way home
to forget the state of being alone.
So please come back;
not for a brand new start.
But to keep our memories at bay;
to keep the pain, the pieces of my heart.
It used to beat for you, anyway.
Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 10:48 AM UTC
He asked me out,
and I said yes.
So I didn’t bring a sweater.
We walked through the night,
I got cold.
But his jacket, he didn’t offer.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 9:05 AM UTC