WEIRD
Even rusted gates open up ,
With a crackling sound
Dried paint comes alive ,
With a dab of water .
Broken hearts can be mended ,
But why won't my potential align with me again?
Nov 15, 2025
Nov 15, 2025 at 11:38 AM UTC
Empathy ,
The more I have, the worse I feel.
Can't turn a blind eye -
Not even to the hands which dismantled me.
Oh, what a pain -
Crucify me,
For I feel everyone's pain ,
every perspective, every wound.
How to escape this endless mirror?
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 12:06 AM UTC
I play too safe,
But my soul? Screams Rebellion .
I crave the rush of a speeding car,
Yet I'm the one who hits breaks too soon .
I ache to break the rules,
Yet I'm the one who draws the line .
I yearn to be in love ,
Yet I flee before it finds me .
Nov 6, 2025
Nov 6, 2025 at 11:29 PM UTC
Shaking hands,
But no one can see
Trembling heart,
But no one can hear
Rehearsing words,
But no one can notice
The test I put myself through,
Hoping this time I won't break
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 6:15 AM UTC
He became my what if 's ,
When I wanted him to be my sacred kiss .
He's like the perfect sketch I'm scared to touch,
When I'm the rough draft everyone overlooks.
He's the middle page I scribbled my thoughts in,
But I became the blank page where the story stops.
Now I linger in the dreams we spun,
Which we never had the courage to own .
Nov 3, 2025
Nov 3, 2025 at 5:46 AM UTC