# Green leaves, wintered thoughts
On my screen, is my heart
On my screen, notes play and flutter so sharp
Do I care for your, or their, expectations?
No.
Well, I do, but in random.
On my screen, my love for fandom.
On my screen, notes play and flutter so sharp
Sometimes I wish the ignorance could play a part
I have a lot of time to think
A lot of time to watch
A lot of time to cry
A lot of time to slow down and wonder why
These leaves, digital though real
Digital though effective
Grayed but so reflective
Drowned but so much of a big deal
Call me corny, random, chilidish or naive
But on my screen is my heart
On my screen, notes play and flutter so sharp
This day, I found one more smidge of happiness
And I cherish it
I cherish it like I do my friends
My people
My lovers
I do not have romance, but I do love them
I do not have infinite chance, but I do help them
I do not have the best feet to dance, but I do walk with them
I do not have the tallest stance, but I do choose to write with them
On my screen is my heart
Green leaves
Grayed out thoughts
My love, passion, people, morals, and everything that is me
This is my now
And I love you
May 25
May 25, 2026 at 6:12 PM UTC
Trigger Warning: Implications of Self-Harm
A poem i made for a dear friend of mine.
# She Is A Nurse, In Life.
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She is my friend.
She is a light to me.
She is so bright, that to her, she sees nothing.
And I am blinded, by her potential.
She is sweet.
She is broken.
She is capable.
She is hopeless.
She has potential.
But lacks inner focus.
She has a future.
But she sees no road.
She is a nurse.
She is certified.
She is a nurse.
She wants to save lives.
She is a nurse.
But does not want to save herself.
She is a nurse.
A nurse in life.
A nurse in life and a light.
She is a nurse.
Why can't she see that she is right?
She is my friend.
She is a light to me.
She has scars.
But that does not mean you can't be free.
||Your harm.||
||Your hurt.||
||Your sharp.||
||Your edge.||
||Your self-belief in destructive destiny.||
||It's not the end.||
||Why can't you see?||
||You are a nurse.||
||A nurse in life.||
||You want to save lives, but not yourself?||
It makes me angry.
It makes me passionate.
It makes me scared.
It makes me determined.
You are a nurse.
You are a nurse, a nurse in life.
||Put down the knife.||
||Put it down and listen to me.||
||Please.||
A world without you, is a worse one.
She is a nurse.
A nurse in life.
She is my friend.
She is a light to me.
Why can't she see it?
Why does she refuse to?
I will never know.
I can only pray.
Thank you, Z.
May 16
May 16, 2026 at 11:46 PM UTC