i woke up wishing for a better day
bad luck? no just another sway
i mean what was i expecting
i am normal,cliche and boring
the sun screaming at me
to just let it be
i stand up
my shadow staring at me
i start seeing things
like something that looks like wings
growing from my back
sometimes i wish they were real
so i can fly and maybe just ****
the pressure that lays on me
day after day it keeps me lonely
i suddenly wake up
thats where it ends and that i have to stand up
to face the harsh reality
but i don't want that formality
maybe i can stay here all day
just me and my thoughs
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 3:32 AM UTC
please for me
would you take
a look at my dead body
not my skin, the hurt will be in
the atoms of the calcium in my bones
in the iron in my blood
in the things that make up my insides-
just a glance, for me?
and tell me if you can see the cracks;
i've glued them up
and stitched them shut
so you won't feel guilty when i'm gone
so you won't know
that nothing was right
all along
tell me,
can you see them?
did the scars not fade the way i wanted?
or are you plain sad
regular sad,
sad that i'm gone
and not sad that i was already broken?
May 6
May 6, 2026 at 3:19 AM UTC
i woke up wishing for a better day
bad luck? no just another sway
i mean what was i expecting
i am normal,cliche and boring
the sun screaming at me
to just let it be
i stand up
my shadow staring at me
i start seeing things
like something that looks like wings
growing from my back
sometimes i wish they were real
so i can fly and maybe just ****
the pressure that lays on me
day after day it keeps me lonely
i suddenly wake up
thats where it ends and that i have to stand up
to face the harsh reality
but i don't want that formality
maybe i can stay here all day
just me and my thoughs
May 5
May 5, 2026 at 4:14 AM UTC
I Love You.
Do I tell you that enough?
If I’m being honest I don’t tell Anyone that enough—
I love your smile and the way it crinkles at your eyes,
I love your contagious laugh,
And I wonder if you know how I light up at your name in my notifications.
I could talk to you for hours as the warm morning sunrise melts into the starry night sky.
As the sun’s light turns into the moon’s shine, I know neither are relevant to when I look at you and see My universe.
I could tell you all of the cliche quotes like “I’d **** you for you.” But at the end of the day I’d also admit; “I’d Live For You.”
I’d live for a chance to see you smile,
Hear you laugh,
Feel your touch,
Be Someone to You.
Because even if I’m just Someone to you that’s enough to keep you as my Everything.
Apr 18
Apr 18, 2026 at 4:54 AM UTC
You may think that you're in love,
when you're really just in pain.
Apr 14
Apr 14, 2026 at 2:31 PM UTC
How I'm so astounded by the sort of people who judge and humiliate others for commiting the same thing they did in a worse way.
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 11:29 AM UTC
did I mention
how I crave your touch at night
not a ****** touch
a loving touch
a gentle touch
a holding me in the night touch
a playing with my hair touch
a squeezing my hand touch
a kissing me when I cry touch
did I mention
how much I want you to be mine
how I giggle and kick my feet when you message me
how I make time out of my day to see you
or to hear you say hiii
did I mention
how I see you
your coacoa brown eyes
your strawberry blonde hair
your beautiful freckles
your light blue braces
your stunning body of a goddess
do you know how I look at you
and wish you could be all mine
did I mention
how I find parts of you
in every view I see
in the most crowded places
in the most beautiful places
in the places with imperfections and with perfections
I find a piece of you I take with me
did I mention
how you saved my life
by telling me you loved me
by promising one day we’d be near
and never out of reach
did I mention how I see you as my forever
and ever and ever?
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 11:27 AM UTC
Oh Mr. President, what a shock,
You care so much… about yourself, tick-tock.
Your wisdom’s endless, said no one ever,
Every day’s a new disaster, how clever!
Thanks for all the chaos, the fear, the lies,
We’re clapping slowly while the country cries.
Polished speeches, empty hands,
You’re the king of sinking
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 11:47 AM UTC
Your
Brain
Filled
With
Dustbin
My
Brain
Filled
With
Duster
I am driving it carefully
Try
To
Wipe the dust before my duster
- Amisha priya
Mar 25
Mar 25, 2026 at 11:47 AM UTC