i want to die
and i thought of cutting my hand
but i was too afraid of the blood
and making a mess around me
i thought of strangling on the fan
but i was too afraid of it failing
and worsening my back pain
i thought of drowning in the lake
but i was too afraid of the water
and my parched lips
which would **** up most of it
i thought of falling in front of a car
but i was too afraid that the driver
would stop and mock my action
i thought of poisoning my own food
but i was too afraid that the rats
would eat the leftover and die with me
i thought of committing a ******
but i was too afraid the sentence
would be life instead of death
but i want to die
Mar 24
Mar 24, 2026 at 9:52 AM UTC
as i sit at the station
hearing the second delay
next to the elevated tracks
i see a huge tree
swaying back and forth
the sun bounces of the leaves
making them shine
like diamond on a lovers neck
it sways and shines
ruminating the rustling leaves
i thank my short sighted eyes
without which
i would just see a tree
Jan 4
Jan 4, 2026 at 1:50 PM UTC
bille eilish on the radio
as i cry on the patio
where are those brights
that’s in one of her songs
she ignores my rights
and judges only wrongs
bille eilish on the radio
as i cry on the patio
wish it was wildflower
but ended up being blue
she’s gone yet devours
wishing this was never true
bille eilish on the radio
as i cry on the patio
Nov 28, 2025
Nov 28, 2025 at 1:04 PM UTC
Tears roll down my eyes
when I’m happy —
so much joy I can’t contain.
Little waterfalls,
every drop filled with joy,
and yet no one is bothered.
The same innocent tears
roll down my eyes;
along with them, they carry
the faintest ache of pain.
The world refused joy,
chose mockery.
The same world acknowledges these tears —
never embracing them,
always criticizing.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 9:49 AM UTC
Her hair’s sometimes straight,
but often they are curly too.
I don’t know if it’s natural, or a perm —
doesn’t matter,
for I’m always curled up in her mystery,
and my eyes move straight towards her.
Oct 2, 2025
Oct 2, 2025 at 9:44 AM UTC
a gust of wind blows,
with it takes away
the light from my candle.
suddenly, i’m thrown into
an abyss of darkness that exists
in my mind during day,
and it feels darker
than most nights.
slowly, thoughts creep into
my mind,
like the wind making my body shiver.
i wrap myself in warmer rugs,
but these thoughts seem endless—
some concerning this futile life,
and the remorse that follows like a shadow.
but, unable to make out in this darkness,
feels like my life is like a candle,
but with no fire on the top.
the future’s getting darker,
as these thoughts flow seamlessly,
the sound of silence is deafening.
currently, just remorse and regret
flows through my mind,
reminding me of all the lost time.
and i fell into this abyss of darkness—
still falling,
without a ray of sunshine.
Sep 27, 2025
Sep 27, 2025 at 12:32 PM UTC
golden flowers on her dress
like stars in the night sky
bringing comfort to distant eyes
Aug 29, 2025
Aug 29, 2025 at 11:13 AM UTC
oh, where is she?
is she lost, is she fine?
why do i think bout her?
even if she is not mine..
Jul 2, 2025
Jul 2, 2025 at 1:25 PM UTC
oh these mirrors lie
they give me false hope and I fly
people around me always judge
I don’t know why they have this grudge
among hair too short, nose too long
her compliment felt like a song
my stupid heart mistook it for love
now I carry my broken heart in a glove
before I was just an ugly person
now am still ugly but an unloved version
oh these mirrors never lied
am realising this after everything died
I should have accepted me first
even though I was the worst
mirrors never lied
And now I have died
Jul 2, 2025
Jul 2, 2025 at 1:24 PM UTC
Sleepless nights
Never ending thoughts
All of my life lost
Reminding time never stops
Heart full of love
Mind filled with pain
Too late now to express
All of it goes in vain
Unsent letters, Lay by my side
Once filled with love
Now fills me with pain
To get out of this, I can't find a way
Starts, I see in the sky
Shining even when it's dark
Telling me it's fine
To be better next time
I am shining too
I reply
no one sees me shining
in these vast skies
The room is dark and cold
Slowly sleep unfolds
To wake up in the morning again
With nothing to gain
Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 1:38 PM UTC