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It'll all work out
It'll all work out
It'll all work out

These are the words
I've been repeating
To myself nonstop for
The past few months
Like a compulsive
Prayer

But I'm not sure
Of them anymore
To be honest I'm not
Quite sure of anything
These days other than
Death and taxes
A piece about anxiety... plus, I'm a tax auditor, so a little joke about work as well.
 6d Kayla S
Liana
You say that you love me more than anything
But if that were true
You wouldn't only think of the present you
You would be the responsible adult I needed you to be
And you would take care of me
You would have a job
And clean the house
And try not to get so mad

You say you love me more than anything
But if that were true
You would think if me too
You would change for me
You would go to therapy
You would get better and become stable

So
Before you say you love me more than anything
Do those things
Because now
I can see that you are lying

Before you say that
Mean it
Those are some powerful words to lie
If you had crossed your heart
You would have died
 6d Kayla S
Liana
Airports are so interesting
Everyone is going somewhere

But some are going to funerals
Some baby showers

Some to visit their families for a couple days
And some forever

Some waiting for them is only their dog
Some a whole big family just waiting to give them a hug

Some get picked up or dropped off by strangers
Because they have no family left

Some get picked up by their parents
Which some love a lot
Or love less

Probably
Someone will die in their trip

Probably
Someone will have their baby
And maybe they'll be good parents
Or maybe not

Is it just me,
that finds this fascinating?
Back home
I wear it so nice
the smiles so genuine
the laughs so warm

yet behind the closed doors
music blaring in my ears
drowning my own thoughts

Only then can I be me
but from wearing the mask so long
I
collapse
when the eagle flies its such a sight to see
high up in the sky flying wild and free
all  around the mountains all around the trees
with elegance and grace on the summer breeze

searching for is food rabbit or a hare
a hunter of the sky hunting every where
such a lovely bird such a sight to see
mother natures child flying wild and free
 6d Kayla S
Zeno
A cat sat on the mat
With its raven fur swirling into darkness
Like a cloud wandering into night
Yes, I was wrong,
and you were right.
I’ve agreed.

I’ve agreed:
I was wrong, like a devil,
and you were right, like a god.

I’ve accepted.
But here’s the irony—
I was created by you.
 7d Kayla S
Liana
Ingredients:
2 cups soul
4 tablespoons heart
1 3/4 cups creativity
8 cups whatever flavour you want

Directions:
Mix it all in whatever order you please
Put it on the oven 428510°
After it explodes
Write about how your house burned to the ground
Not sure what I did 😅

Idea inspired by poem "Cooking" by Venita Vats
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4909130/cooking/
i love to hear the robin sing his morning song
happy and content as he bobs along
such a lovely tune in perfect harmony
i sit there and listen as he sings his song to me

with his bright red chest that glistens in the sun
singing out his song having so much fun
such a lovely bird one that we all know
with his morning song that gives your heart aglow
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