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2.6k · Sep 7
your eyes.
Renn Sep 7
there’s a million stars,
a million eyes,
but i would choose yours in every life,
i’d recognize them anywhere,
i’ll never forget them.
your eyes have changed though,
they’re not red everyday now,
not full of tears,
there’s a hint of happiness in them nowadays.
you used to get lost in mine haven’t you?
but you’ve found a new ones.
tell me,
do they look at you with lust?
do they only see your body?
because mine saw right through you,
they didn’t wanna see you naked,
they looked at you with love.
1.9k · Sep 7
first love.
Renn Sep 7
there was this girl, she was pretty and funny,
she didn’t care about money,
i fell in love with her slowly,
but surely.

she was everywhere,
the out-going type,
i thought i could be someone she could like.

we became best friends,
i got to know her,
that didn’t make me like her any less,
but she saw that i was a mess.

the next week was hell,
felt like i was locked in a solitary cell.

i had no one,
not even her.
she was not just another someone,
she was supposed to be my forever.

i got used to isolation,
solitude became my refuge.
with other people i had no connection.
1.4k · Sep 7
feel.
Renn Sep 7
allow yourself to live to the fullest,
change your mindset,
don’t lock away your emotions.
feel everything deeply,
empathize fully.
**** your ego and love others.
868 · Apr 23
imaginary
Renn Apr 23
when i said i wanted you i never meant a relationship
it was just stationary
we’d be better off with just a friendship
but my friends are all imaginary
sometimes i see you here with me
but it’s only a hallucination
one day you’ll come back, maybe..
494 · Sep 7
“happy place.”
Renn Sep 7
sometimes i think that life is good
but then i realize i’m in a place made for people to feel happy so they stay longer.
a so called “happy place” created to cover up the places that aren’t so happy,
to cover up the dying and wars,
we see and think what they want us to.
they build attractions, distractions,
so we don’t think about what’s really going on.
just a little something i wrote while i stayed in protaras:)
375 · Aug 27
put yourself first.
Renn Aug 27
you’re the only one you can fully rely on,
only you can make a change.
people come, people go,
you will have yourself forever.
don’t stress over others,
friends or lovers too much.
if someone leaves,
grieve them as much as you please,
but don’t let it take over your life.
their presence will not save you.
273 · Apr 18
Change.
Renn Apr 18
i’d let you destroy me over and over again if it meant you would stay
i always wanted to ask if i may take your hand
take you to the world of my imagination
show you all my fears and my frustrations
thought about it so much that i almost forgot to mention
how much you meant to me.
i miss our smoke sessions
and your touch,
even though i never got the opportunity to tell you much of it,
it was the only thing keeping me going.
you keep telling me to get over it and such,
and you stopped smoking kush,
your mental health also got better,
we both have our opinions,
yours change like the weather,
maybe we existed just to get a lesson,
but i guess it doesn’t matter.
our time together was a divine gift,
a sacred blessing,
i guess good things don’t last,
but you’re the only thing i’m missing.
261 · Apr 19
Stitches
Renn Apr 19
trapped in body i don’t own
mourning what i could’ve been
by each day i feel more and more alone
this world has never seen anything like me
i see the world a little differently
searching my pockets for a dime
it has became a routine
i just wanna live peacefully
but that’s hard when you’re not sitting in a limousine
but instead you’re sitting in a body thats not your own.
i tried to fix myself
but now i’m all torn
my skin is harsh, brittle
but still i might be getting there
little by little
something’s telling me to lean towards substances
if its broken it has to be destroyed,
its me who’s broken
even though i’ve sewn my cut up skin
the scars just won’t disappear
201 · May 31
numb
Renn May 31
i always tried to do the most with my time,
not anything productive- just something fun,
entertaining,
to cover up the fact that i’m mourning someone who still walks this earth.

my concept of “happiness” isn’t the usual one,
it might be rather depressing for some.
i think i wanted to say so many things, but said none.

living in eternal doom has become normal,
elders telling me to dress more formal,
acting like i’m just a doormat.
how family reunions got me feeling

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