She was darkness but not consumed by it. she was without a filter— She saw the world for what it was. She saw people for who they really are. She was the happiest yet the saddest of all. She was full of life but also so empty. She was flawed like so many but yet still flawless. She was beautiful when sun rises and when the moon comes out. She showed so many emotions but none really defined how she felt. She smiled so much that atmospheres brightened. She was and is a queen like any other woman out there

-Vibeactivist

my mind said
you write when you are bothered
you write when you feel pained
you write when people fail you
so you write all the time
whether it's in the morning or dawn
whether it's in the night or in darkness
you write to silence your feelings
believing it's the only way to remain sane
even though you are not wrong
you write to be the best version of sane

let me tell you a story
a story across the beginning of time
i saw a broken piece along the way
people passed by day after day
nobody ever asked why she was broken
nobody gave her a helping hand
but i was intrigued
i wanted to know why she was shattered
but still held together
so i walked the distance
i said some words, asked her name
and she was LOVE,
i asked why was she broken
why was she alone in pieces of her former self
she said to me
i have lived from the passing of time
felt happiness, felt pain,
felt immense sadness—
but most of all it's the blame
the words people whisper in their hearts
saying; love is useless,
LOVE is a waste of time
centuries after centuries
i began to fade out
shattering little by little
till the piece you see before you—
she was truly who she was
she was a wreck made by us
blaming her for our mistakes,
maybe why real love is rare
so i said my welfare
knowing true love will never exist again

Most days, I feel numb
numb enough to see life for what it is
numb enough to get tired of most people

Most days, I feel burdened
burdened i don't feel anymore for anyone or anything
burdened that i reflect at my mistakes day after day

Most days, I simply just wander
wander and get lost in my mind till i feel it's abyss
wander till I feel emptiness and nothingness

Most days, I hear voices
of the people who used to matter to me
of my past self lying to those i once loved

Most days, things don't matter
whether i feel something or not
whether it's the sound of people or the earth resonating
most days are like everyday

as the song plays in the background
as the moon shines on our adolescent love
and as the stars shimmer in jealousy
i see you for who you are
I see you for the imperfections that makes you, you
as you smile, as i stare lovingly at you
and how you make my world radiate—
you were the nothingness that gave my life spark
the light at the end of the tunnel
most of all, you are my past, present and future

If I told you i love you
what would you do
would be speechless
would you leave me feeling stupid
or would you say you feel the same.

If I told you i love you
would things change between us
would you think i was joking
would you believe it deep down
or would you walk out on me.

If I told you i love you
what would you think
what would you feel
would your heart just sink
or would you give me a chance.

If I told you i love you
and what if i meant it
but i don't have the courage to say it
because you see me as a friend and
you'll just laugh or am i just overthinking.

You called me
when everybody left you
you begged me to help you
when everybody looked away
you prayed to me to make you special
but each time in the darkness
each time i came but you never saw
each time i fulfilled your request
but you are delusional and you forget
i talked at the loudest
i listened to every little problem and helped
but you refuse to accept and then leave in ignorance