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Unspoken

NostalgicFeeling

Unspoken

Lips together, pressed,
as if you were the one dead,
"Wake up"-your only prayer,
but death doesn't care.
Now you can only choke,
on words you never spoke.

28/4/25

#silence #lips #words #time #death #sad #too #late

May 7 Spilled little things

BPD

May 7 Spilled little things

Amanda

BPD

I want to believe in steady things,
but even my own reflection changes
when I look too long.
Are you here?
Do you love me?
Will you stay?
I ask without asking,
watching for the answer
in the way your hands move,
the way your breath hesitates before a word.

I know I feel too much,
ask too much,
but the silence between us is louder
than anything I could say.
So I fill it.
With words, with fear, with love—
all spilling over,
all too much,
all at once.

And still, I wonder, if it’s enough.

May 2 Spilled little things

Here’s The Type of Person I am

May 2 Spilled little things

Libelle Marcellus

Here’s The Type of Person I am

When I sit alone,
Someone will ask, “Can I use this chair?”
Then carry it to another table
To laugh with friends over there—
Leaving me, still and silent,
Closed off like a clam.

Have you ever felt like this?

#lonely #alone #foreveralone

Apr 30 Spilled little things

Stay

Apr 30 Spilled little things

Alex Teng

Stay

Don’t stay because you feel you must,
Love can’t be built on guilt or dust.
Stay only if your heart beats true,
If every breath still aches for “you.”

I want your smile, not just your face,
Your laughter warm, your soft embrace.
But if your joy begins to fade,
Don’t let our love become a cage.

I’d rather kiss you one last time,
Than hold you bound by silent crime.
So stay, my love, if love is why
Not just to soothe a saddened sigh.

Apr 29 Spilled little things

the saddest part

Apr 29 Spilled little things

Thomas P Owens Sr

the saddest part

the saddest part of dying
is what you forgot to do
the ideas born in lucid dreams
that vanished in the hue
the mountains never seen
the oceans never crossed
the poems written on scraps of paper
a lover's smile now lost
the tears you held inside
the chances never taken
the landscape of your life
an oasis now forsaken

#old #older #reflections #undone

Apr 29 Spilled little things

Time Capsule

Apr 29 Spilled little things

S

Time Capsule

I keep trying to connect to my younger self-
I’ve been reading old journals,
listening to old Ed Sheeran albums-
wondering, “Did I really love this magenta color so much”?

Attempting to feel the way that she did.
Feeling her excitement-
her joy-
her passions.

I have been rediscovering that my past self and I have been through many things. Things that I don’t think about because they are too hard to think about, or simply things that I have forced myself to forget about- like putting my memories on paper and then burning them in a fire.

She was a really sad person.
She struggled.
She was anxious.
She was depressed.
She hated herself.
She had moments of unwavering positivity but there was so much self doubt.

She still is a really sad person.
She still struggles.
She is anxious.
She is depressed.
She hates herself, sadly so.
She still has moments of unwavering positivity but there is still so much self doubt.

I guess some parts of us never change, despite us wanting them too.

Trying to come back to my comfort space of writing, I don’t know if anyone even follows me anymore, but this is for me

#depression #anxiety #memories #reflection #time #capsule

Apr 29 Spilled little things

Regret

Apr 29 Spilled little things

Frances Raeburn

Regret

I am sailing on
a sea of huge regret
still smiling
but nevertheless
navigating
badly
a sea
of huge regret.