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meryem Feb 2
Apologies,
Just words,
Words anyone could say.
Did you really mean it?
You say you did,
but why did you do it again?

Please don't say sorry,
While pretending to feel regret.
Thinking after just one word,
Everything will be fine,
That three simple words,
Will change how I see you now.

But I can't.

How are words supposed to erase
The pain, tears, and scars,
already made?
I feel like most of the time, apologies are just made to make us feel better about ourselves, rather than actually expressing regret.
meryem 2d
How strange it feels, to just be human,
To dream and think in endless loops.
How odd it is, to move a body,
This flesh and bone, in shifting groups.

How weird it is, that I am me,
Out of eight billion different lives.
I wish I could find answers to,
the questions, keeping me up all night.

How wonderful that my mind is free,
Can think about endless mysteries,
But soon the mind begins to drown,
Aching in its own boundaries.
meryem 2d
To all my never-finished poems,
don't think you are of less worth,
because I gave up on you,
I couldn’t keep writing,
not because I didn’t care,
but because,
there wasn't more to say.

To all my never-finished poems,
you carry so many thoughts of mine,
so many ideas that once seemed great.
So much pain, because I didn't know,
what I was supposed to write,
so the best thing to do,
was to let go.

Maybe that's how you are meant to be,
just a concept, never completed.
Perhaps that's just the way it is,
I can't force you,
can't force a poem.
Actually this poem feels kind of unfinished too..
meryem Jan 22
Is home the place where my bedroom is?
Well, what if it turns into dust?
Is it a place I currently miss?
Or is it something we carry within us?

Is it maybe some sort of feeling?
Some sort of feeling I never felt?
Or is it a building with a ceiling,
a place where joy and sorrow melt?

It could be just an address,
Or the face of someone I love.
I think it's time to confess,
Home is a place I seek to know.

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