History may repeat itself
But so do my words:
"I'm fine."
A lie I've perfected over time.
The truth?
I've been lost for a while.

Moon and Sun, a celestial clash;
Our love was astronomy’s greatest mistake.

Courting chaos, living life on the edge
Dancing with danger, fueling the flames
Toying with trouble, embracing the blaze

My longing for you is beyond words;
tears say what I can't.

I conceal the brightest parts of myself, as if they’ve lost their worth

Loneliness deepens, days blend.
Phone in hand, heart sinks.
Memories taunt, 'what if' whispers.
Self-worth unravels, sparkle lost, emptiness remains.

Each year the weight accumulates, sadness cuts deeper, life feels more crushing, tears never cease.

I'm drained.
Exhaustion seeps beyond my bones, into my soul.
The sparkle in my eyes has faded, and I'm left questioning the essence of my existence.

Trapped in monotony, suffocated by routine, existence feels futile

Your dependencies altered you, loving you felt confining, no way out.
Hollow with you, hollow without you.

Poetry takes me straight to thoughts of you

Your name still whispers in my heart, even if you've forgotten mine.
A gentle ghost, forever etched in my soul, a presence I'd never want to erase.

I whisper your name to the stars, hoping repetition will conjure your presence

Since we've lost touch, a question haunts me: did our distance bring you happiness?
Your decision to unblock me wasn't unnoticed, but what's left to say when every word's been spoken?

When conversations ceased, days grew darker, and the fire within me faded.
The sparkle in my eyes dimmed, and my passion for life dwindled.
I'm now a shadow of my former self.

I'm haunted by the memories of him, and the thought in my mind of what could've been. Distance doesn't diminish the echo of his words, 'maybe in another life.'

What if I'm forever haunted by your memory?
What if no one else can replace the connection we had?
What if I'm stuck in the past, forever falling for you?
What if you were the one who owned my heart, even though I was never yours?
What if every new face I meet is just a shadow of you?

Focus on what matters, kiddo: school, choir, and friends.
Ignore the drama at home and don't try to fix Mom and Dad.
You're hurting, I know, but drugs won't help. You're strong and capable.

Things might get tough with Mum's health. Maybe staying in foster care would give you a better shot at life, helping you avoid the wrong path.
But honestly, nothing's certain.

Feeling stuck and unfulfilled, like I'm throwing life away.
Wish I could pass the torch to someone who truly appreciates it.
Lost and searching for meaning.

Social media's facade of love
Endless options, endless comparisons
We're lost in a digital maze
Unaware of the competition we've entered
Someone's always outshining us
Gone are the organic connections
A simple ask for a number's now deemed awkward
We prioritise physical intimacy
Confusing lust for love
Restless hearts, wandering eyes
Temptation lurks everywhere
Yearning for a simpler era
A gentler time

Trapped in a cycle of pain
One cage to another, no escape
Screaming silently, words lost in vain
Life feels like a curse, not a gift
Empty, tired, done
When did joy fade away?
Watching sunsets, feeling lost
Longing to break free
This life, a cruel joke
Constantly questioning
What's the point?

My childhood facade shattered early.
Dad's infidelity, Mum's mental health struggles, and custody battles became my reality.
I wish I was never born.
Therapy sessions and foster care didn't provide solace.
No stable home, constant uncertainty.
My childhood wasn't normal; it was survival mode.

And suddenly, I felt it again..
That familiar stabbing feeling
As you slipped through my fingers yet again..

Yet somehow, you still have a hold of my heart
Stubbornly, I'll never give up
I'll never let you go

Every now and then
When I'm fighting myself not to contact you
I'll re-read our chapter to myself
Quietly

Just to remind myself
That you were real
That you were there

Always somehow.. just out of reach
Somewhat bitter-sweet
But the pain is worth it

Re-read our chapter
To remind myself of the fun we had
The conversations
And everything in-between

You were more to me than just words on a page
As you so eloquently put it one day..

You always were
Always will be

The loss of the person who brought you into this world is a strange, hollow feeling.
Special occasions and tiny triggers bring them flooding back.
Though they're never truly gone, their absence creates a chasm that can't be filled, leaving life feeling senseless and uncertain.

Yearning for you..
Distance apart, yet you're always near
A bittersweet ache I poured my heart out, but you didn't care
Now I'm left with nothing
Fading fast, losing my identity
My reflection shows a broken me
Half a soul, half a heart, barely breathing

Endless attempts to save you, but self-care feels impossible
Loving others, yet struggling to love myself
How can I pour from an empty soul?  
Tiredness seeps into my bones, a constant ache
Will this darkness ever lift?  
Lost in life, drowning in doubt
Dark thoughts creep in, suffocating me
Sick of fighting, yearning for peace