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Nadai Dec 2023
I took a deep breath once
Let it fill in all the cavities of my lungs
Prayed to God that it would be enough
To float me into space
But yet I stay

Kept it all in my lungs
Until the pressure on my chest
Became the only thing I felt

Let it constrict and collapse

If I were to die
I wanna die with this single breath
Lodged in my throat
I wanna see white with my eyes close
Let life slip with every exhale

Hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it, hold it.
Until it holds you
Nadai Jul 2022
If I hold my breath long enough
Wait until my lungs constrict
Grab onto the nearest thing,

Will I become a tree?

If I stop trying to move with the wind
Give up on letting burnt skin
Touch lips with the sun,

Will I stop being me?

Breathe in. Breathe out.

I’ve seen clouds forming
Over wet concrete
And blue skies on a cloudy day

Yet, I still don’t know
What you’re smile looks like
Since I disappeared

I have held my heart in my arms
Stopped breathing.
Stopped moving.
And let the earth spin with me.
Nadai Feb 2021
I fell in love with crazy at first sight,
Saw him walking ahead of me and I ran to meet him
Held onto him like I had nothing to lose
Let go of the people who loved me the most
In the hopes he would be my soft padding
When I fall

He was not,
But I loved him anyway.
Nadai Feb 2021
Was I suppose to pretend
That I was doing okay
I didn't know the rules

I was never going to leave this place
Should have never smiled like I did
If I had known sooner

I wouldn't have tried so hard to fit in
Nadai Feb 2021
The river is here
The nations are around it
Around it we live

The river is here
Under my skin as I go
Take me down to the ocean

The river is here
Where the nations are growing
People, look over here

The river is here
Put your ears toward the ground
Feel the earth pulsing

The river is here
It is telling us in truth
Listen as it speaks
Nadai Feb 2021
I once implanted strangeness into my gown,
and when I slept I dreamt of strange worlds
I ingrained it into my skin to only be my strange self.
The others would avoid me because I was Strange from first to last look,
Little did they know,
that they were all strange, too.
Nadai Feb 2021
This is the place we grew
Stuck our hand in wet pavement
making our imprint on the world

This is the place we left behind
A fine memory of dust
and kicking rocks

This is the place we no longer love
filled with the old and the replaceable
counted our stacks and moved on.
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