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nina Sep 2023
what have you done to me?
how have you consumed me once again?
𝘄𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗱𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗺𝗲?
what is this spell you cast to keep me at your mercy?
₩Ⱨ₳₮ Ⱨ₳VɆ ɎØɄ ĐØ₦Ɇ ₮Ø ₥Ɇ?
a puppet on a string as i worship at your shrine

w̷̡̖͍̭̗͚̠͍͍̑̄̿͂́̽͐͠h̶̺̓a̶̳͕̙̘̙̼̯͑̆t̴̯͈͓͎͓̅̑̿͑͑̉͜͝ ̷̣̙̓̈̈́͋̒͛̀h̷̥̣̟̭̹͕̫̱͈͗́̿͒̉̈́̕ȃ̴̱̬̣̱̼̩ṽ̷̩̔̓̂͐́̌͑͆̈́e̴̗̅̄̀͠ ̵̛̦̠̤̍͆̒̀̚ỷ̵͖̪͓͕̃̒̑̈́̉̈̀̓͝ở̴͇̟̲̤͕̮̗̎́̿̌̚u̴̢̪̻̪̯̘̮̻̝͔̓̉̓̂̈͠ ̴͖̞̘̞̔̇̈́̐̍̍̿͘͠ͅd̶̥̯̍̎o̸̡͚̠̺̓̓̽̏̈́͐͜ǹ̸͈͉͚͍̣̟̯̱̣́e̶͇̯̼̘̞̱̔̓̇̓͛̂̓̐ ̶̡̰̺͔͚̺͍̞̱̿̽͗́́̏͛͐̚͠t̴̮̲͍̝̹̭̺͈͛͌̂͑̏̀̆͛o̸̬̮̼̫̱̫̪̺͊ ̶̢̧̙͖̟̠̯̼͑̔̐̂̑͛̔ͅm̶̧̟̜͓͚̣̪͙̺̾͌e̷̢͍̰͙̬̜̎͑̏̎̆̅͂?̸̢̜͉͖̺̆͛̓̏́̅̈́͝

b̵̕­̳̓̿͐̓͊͛r̶͚͙͈͊͋̕͜e̵̥̜͓̘̞̊̈́̍͐̅̍̕ͅͅa̶̛̩̮̗͋̀̊́̄͑̽̈k̷̛͉̟̣͔̥̟͇̈ ̸̹̥̪̆͗̑͋͝m̶̲̀́͋̂͑̕e̷̟͍̺͖̙̺͇̐̐̈̊̎͆̚͜ ̶͇̠͕̠̌̊̏̅̿̐̃́͠ö̴̧̜̺̩̲́́̕͜f̸̱̙͚͉̣̣̘̮͇͌̾́ ̷̱̞͔̈́t̵̢̧̟̺͍̤̤̯̙͓́̀̀̏̀̔ḩ̶̧̢̖̱̜͙̪̪̈̅́̋̈̆̍̎e̵̼͒̾̆s̷̝͚͍͔̊̎̈́͜e̴͂̿̒̇͝­͎̬̥̦͓̰͆̏͊ ̶̨̘̔̀ç̵̺͈͉̱̦̘͈͑͆͜h̴̻̞̜̼͚̭̯͋͊͐̓͂͂̔̓̂̚ȧ̸͎̍̕͘ȋ̴̗̭͍̫̗̻͕̞̪n̴͈͜͜͝s̴͛­̛͓̞͉̜̐̈̓ ̷͙͚̘̥̓̆̀̐̆̍y̶̝̣̮̫͙̹̗̥͔̓̋̒̎̿͛̕͘ͅo̸̧̘̟̜͚̥̻͒͛̈͑̾̋̓̈́ú̷̻̟͕̜͎̹̜͂̋̽̌͛͝ ̷̜̥̼̪̭̗̈́̑̃͜͝ă̶̲͈͉͖̟̯̘͐̏̒͐͠b̴̢̮̠͎̺͙̤̉̾̋́̓̓̃͜͠a̶͔̘̋̓́͑̅͒͂̄͘n̸̡̠̤̄̉­̰̗̺̥͓d̸̛̤̰̲̹͙̲͈̈́̿͑̓̈͂̒͘̕ͅő̶̱̕n̵͔̝͉̪̦̳͈͓̾͐͆̆̃͠ͅę̴̛͈̮̪̇̊̆͌́̿̆͠ď̵­̼̤̰͕̠̩̝̱̝̆͌́́͑ ̴̗͍̌̎͆̀͂͛m̴̡͈̼̪̱͙͍͕̉̈́̍͗̅̑̓͘͜͝ͅe̸̛̘͌͋̌̿̃̀͂ ̵̟̰͇͉͓̝͎́́͌͌͊͊͊́̑͘i̸̡̢̠̺̬̘͖̣̲͙͂̏́͆̓͆͠͝n̸̢͍̉̅̀̂͒̋̊̚͝͠
t̶̢͉͔̠̃́̐̕͝͠­̧̲̥̞̫ḩ̸͉̙̖̼̻̮̦͇̽͐͆̕͘e̵̗͍̘̙͔̘͇̺̊̍͋s̴̛̝̦̙̜̲͓̰̹͌͆͂̓̆e̶̖͓̭̯̻̦̊̔̍̋̅͒̒­̞ ̴̨̢̪̬̠̳̓̐̇̏̕͝͝͝t̶̢͇̩̏͒̈͗͂̌͌́͝͝h̸̢̬̆̾͗̑̐̆o̸̧̬̞̥͍͇̥̞̯̾̽ü̵̺͚̑̄̈́͋g̸͝­̨̧̘̹̺̳̣̜͜h̵̖̟̞̠̺̜͗̋̄̋͝t̷̖̻͍̘̍͐̏͆̎s̴̲̰͔̰͂̒͆̃̃̈̿͛̈́̚ͅ ̸̨̢̡͓̻̬̖̑̎̈́̾̄̓͛̂o̵̢̭͎͙̱̙̯̾̓̓̀̊͛̇̈f̵̨̨̣̞͒̚ ̸̛̛̻̲̤̤̻̭̮̥̰̪̑̀̏̍́̄́͂y̶̡̢̖̞̜͍̣͖̭̮͒͋ö̶̹̼͚̇͌̕̕u̵̢̹̙͖͉̱̦̾̿̈́̔͌͋́̔̅̕ͅ­͈̝ ̴̡͉̲̪̻̗͔̒́́́͋͒̄̈́̇a̶̢̢̨͔͇̱̋̓̃̂̌͌̄̋r̴͎͔̃̃͗̅̊͐͂̔͠ȅ̷̡̻̙̹͍͙͔͓̮̉̂͆̐͌̊͠­̨ ̸̨̫̘̜̳̙͎̲͕̬̆́͆͂ś̷̡̼͖̱̳̟̱̿̊o̸͙̒ ̵̢̫̈́l̸̛͖͎͇͖̉̇̋͊̈́̎̈́̂o̵̧̠͇͓͇͔͙̠͒͑̌̅̚̚͘͜ử̸͎͎̯̬̲̃͛͆̃̑̃͘d̵̮͓̣̘͚͔̈́,̴̔­̘̳̻̞ ̸̖̓͆̇̂̀̓̀͐̈͠g̸̢̼̈͛͑̊̀̓͌̓̚͜ͅe̷̠̰͍͈̳͎̘̗̋͂̒ͅt̶̪̻͍̜̲̻̓̚̕̚͝ ̴̡̹̻͕̝͓͗̑̓̎͛̊ͅͅo̸̢̱̹̳̼̻̦̓̾u̸̝̲̹̹̐̀̓̑t̸̨͍̯͉̺̖͔́́ ̴̡̢̻̱͔̈͐̅͠ơ̷̡̟͈̪͈͉͙͒́̅̽̃́͠f̶̹̮̺̪͙̫̙̏͐͝ ̷̳̥̾͐̽m̷̬̦̞͛͒y̷̛̖̺̪͙͇̱̌̍̀͆͐͝ ̷̧̞̖͉̹̓̽͗̎͐̚͠m̷͙̩͉͚̥̼̝͓͖̞̑̅̔̐͑̈́͝i̶̢̫͓͎̠̭̇̉́́͒̾̀͌̅ͅn̴̗̂͗̀d̵̈́͊͑͂̾̌͠­̧̤̣̾̌


ʷʰᵃᵗ ʰᵃᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ᵈᵒⁿᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵐᵉˀ
¿ǝǝɹɟ ǝq ı llıʍ uǝɥʍ
nina Apr 2020
maybe if i told myself "i am beautiful" enough,
one day, i might believe it
nina Apr 2020
they're saying to call your family,
check in on your friends,
stay in touch with those you love.

to ease you of the panic,
to help release the stress
& to keep your relationships strong.

so day after day,
i do my part to reach out
& do my best to show i care.

but my phone does not ring,
my battery full, my messages empty.
i guess i don't really matter.
nina Sep 2015
They say it's so quiet at 5am
But if you listen close
It's not quiet at all
In fact
You can hear everything
At 5am
8w
nina Jul 2017
8w
i wish i understood
why my heart aches
9w
nina Jun 2018
9w
It's my own fault
For allowing myself to feel
nina Jun 2022
if we have lived a thousand lives,
then i must have lost you a thousand times before.
if i have lost you a thousand times,
then will i lose you over a thousand times more?
how many cycles more will we love,
how many lifetimes left to break apart?
why am i drawn to you each life?
& why each time, do you break my heart?
if we have lived a thousand lives,
why haven't we learned a thing?
how have you devoured me whole?
i bend at the knee for you, my king.
if we have loved a thousand times,
i promise i'd do it all over again,
if we have loved a thousand times,
i will find you once more where it all began.
i always love you,
im always here for you,
regardless of what you might believe.
nina Sep 2015
Tea in hand
Sun on my back
Wind on my face
That is called love
nina Aug 2022
how do i tell you?
how do i put into syllables the roaring of emotions i feel within?
the loneliness that plagues me
the regrets that haunt me
the ache in my chest
& the lack of air when i choke on all the words that are waiting behind my tongue to stumble out that i push back down so that i dont ruin the moment
how do i tell you i miss you?
without it sounding so desperate for connection?
how do i tell you i need you?
without causing you to worry that i should be hospitalized again?
how do i tell you how deeply i love you?
without suffocating you or making you assume it's romantic?
how do i tell you that i cry at your photos?
feeling left behind like a photograph of a memory you no longer have
i radiate with pride for how far you have come, for how beautiful your soul is
& slowly drips in the jealousy of a forgotten feeling, happiness
i can't remember the last time i woke up to feel content & secure within myself
i can't remember the last time i felt loved & grateful for more than a few fleeting seconds
before the imposter syndrome takes over to steal the moment away from me
somewhere deep in the cobwebbed hallways of my mind, i know
i know that you would care that im in pain
that im struggling to stay alive
somehow i know
& yet that very thought is exactly what prevents me from saying a word
you cannot know how hollow i've become
you cannot see the person you once knew wither away before your eyes
how do i tell you how ashamed i am of myself
falling back on all the bad habits you were once so proud i thought i had gotten past
falling victim to the same toxic love i barely escaped before
how do i tell you how desperately i cling to anything that can alleviate the pain for a single day
the food, the shopping, the desire to self destruct constantly looming over my existance
how do i tell you without being vulnerable
what joke could i tell that would reveal it all but keep me in the safety of my aloneness that i have grown to find comfort in
how do i tell you...
nina Oct 2015
My thoughts are like a snowball
They start off small and harmless
But sometimes they fall out of my hands
And roll down the snowy hill
And they grow and grow and grow
Until the small innocent snowball
Turns into this huge snow boulder
And consumes everything in it's path
I need to stop dropping them
nina Aug 2020
as long as i hold in the sting,
& my eyes don't betray my smile,
as long as i don't say the wrong thing,
this will make it all worthwhile.

i assure you, there is no depth,
nothing but a mannequin in disguise,
what you see, what you get,
only blankness behind the eyes.

painting these cell bars pink,
trading reality for daydreams,
stubbornly refusing to stop & think,
unless it's in extremes.

will this hollowness continue to grow?
can i escape the apathetic nightmare?
i don't ever really know,
& i don't seem to really care.
i think happiness & stability bores me at this point...
nina Jan 2021
although the years have come and gone,
still my heart aches
each year, it repeats
the same pain in my chest
at first so slow i almost don't notice it
quietly dripping in the distance
like a leaky faucet
and suddenly i remember your smile,
your laugh, your curls
and as if Zeus himself struck me,
the ache in my heart returns.
overcome with emotions
all i can do is sit and cry
and i mourn you all over again.
and yet you're still breathing.
and i should have let go already.
it happens around the same time each year.
sometimes it comes a few weeks early,
sometimes it's right on the nose...
i know it's all rose coloured glasses
i know it's all a fantasy i cling to.
just know, i pray for you still
i pray that you're happy and at peace
i pray that life is good to you
i have no selfish bone left in my body for you,
but one.
only one that somehow prays
that you'll find me
and tell me it wasn't a lie...
so that we can go back to loving from a distance.
this year it came early,
the ache, like a car crash.
so forgive me for being early in saying this..

and i know you probably don't miss me
or ache over me like i do for you...
but i loved you once,
i love you still
i always have
and always will..


happy birthday tj
nina Jun 2017
i don't want to go to sleep
because i don't want to sleep without
feeling your body curled around me.
i don't want to go to sleep
because i don't want to sleep without
waking up next to your sleepy face.
but i have to for now
so i will.
but until i see you
i'm giggling & smiling at our memories
& dreaming of your smile.
nina Apr 2017
blessed am i for loving you
blessed am i for ever having your love
blessed am i for being together with you for 2 years
& blessed would i be to ever find something as beautiful again
i haven't written in a long time but i hope to keep writing again, starting now.
nina Apr 2016
an ocean, an ocean
i am away at sea
floating in the waves of blue
my favorite place in the world
the clouds roll in
& the storm begins
the tides push me down
my lungs fill with blue
i cannot breathe in blue
yet i cannot breathe without it too
nina Mar 2016
click click click click click
the light tapping of my keyboard
words words words words
phrases, sentences, paragraphs, pages
a book on how to love yourself
because i want to change the world
i want it to be a better place
i want you to love yourself
you're beautiful to me
please love yourself

who are my words for anymore?
nina May 2017
i have this silly little habit.
this habit of thinking.
overthinking, worrying, fearing.
but you make me happy.
you make me feel safe.
i trust you fully.
i love you completely.
& i don't want to overthink
or worry
or be fearful.
i just want this.
you.
us.
so i'll ignore the voice screaming in my head
saying it must be too good to be true
& listen to my heart whispering
"it's okay to be happy."
because the things it screams about
will only come true
if i let it.
{you are already changing me into a better person, by doing absolutely nothing but loving me as i am. how amazing is that?}
nina Jul 2017
if happiness was
a cake,
i wouldn't get
a slice.
i would circle around it,
smelling,
wanting & drooling
over it.
but never daring to
take a slice.
waiting for everyone to take
their share.
& when everyone has taken
one or two,
i see the empty cake plate
& sigh.
my stomach grumbles at me
again.
i am hungry, starved of food
again.
but i refuse to take a slice
of cake.
& like a sick girl, if i was offered
a bite
of someone else's slice & i ate it,
i'd *****.
purging myself of the things i'm not
allowed to have.
because i'm not a girl who deserves
this cake.
& i cry myself to sleep asking myself
"why"?
why can't i just eat the cake
& be happy?
but i still refuse to take a slice
of cake.
because it seems so much easier
when i'm empty.
{im sorry i keep hurting you when all you deserve is the whole **** cake & more. it's like i can't breathe when everything is going well...}
nina Jul 2017
if happiness was a cake,
i wouldn't get a slice.
yet when a loving soul
offers me a bite
i devour more than
i was allowed.
he smiles & laughs.
it's no big deal to him.
he can always grab
another slice.
but i am overcome with
guilt & fear.
i wasn't allowed.
that's his slice.
i wasn't allowed.
i'm not allowed this cake.
i cannot allow myself
to enjoy the taste.
so i purge myself
of what i've taken.
guilty & fearful
that i am not allowed
not allowed to taste
this sweetness
although it's all i crave.
i run & hide away
out of fear.
i'm not allowed
i'm not allowed
i'm not allowed
to have a piece.
confused, he follows
& he watches me
torturing myself
with pain in his chest
& tears in his eyes.
he just wanted me to
enjoy a slice for once...
nina Jun 2017
some days,
i can be very brave.
some days,
i can be a coward.
today,
i am a coward.
today,
i walked away.
i walked so far
that i left my job behind.
today,
i was a coward.
time to look for a new job... oops...
nina Jun 2017
i'm sorry that i'm not happy.
but all the lives i have lived,
all the heartache & pain
have caused my unhappiness.
it's nothing to do with you.
all it is, is the past.
telling me that love means pain
& that if they don't hurt you constantly
it's not love.
my past tells me that love
is always perfect & happy,
that there are no issues in love,
love is perfect.
all these ideals & perfectionism
sabotaging my relationships
sabotaging my happiness.
telling me that this is wrong
because i was raised in contradiction.
contradiction is my home.
i've seen the war between my parents
i've heard the screaming of insults
i've witnessed the anger
i've been the blank screen
on which to cast the anger on.
i was taught from a very young age
that my failures were catastrophic
instead of a normal process of life.
i was taught that my temper
was a way to gain the attention
i so desperately craved.
i was taught that my pain
was insignificant & invalid
that i was a brat for feeing anything
except grateful.
i grew up thinking that nice
was boring & unsatisfying
& that danger & manipulation
would fill the empty void.
i grew up with negativity, pain
& contradiction
clouding my every thought,
clouding my every judgement,
shaping my every decision.
so i'm sorry i'm not happy.
saying "it's not you; it's me"
sounds like such a cliché.
but it couldn't be more appropriate.
forgive me.
clearly i still have some inner issues to deal with.
nina Sep 2015
They say that love,
Is a basic necessity of life.
The same as we need water to ingest
And a constant breath in our lungs.
As the lover I am, I agree.
I agreed when I was young,
I concur now
And I will forever feel this is true,
But love is more than what people think.

Love can be holding hands in silence
On a long drive home,
Love can be looking into their eyes
And feeling the world fade away,
Love can be breaking away from a kiss
Because you can't help but smile,
Love can be seeing a person
Doing nothing special, like watching tv
And suddenly falling in love
All over again.

When people think "love", they think these things,
But it's still much more than that.

Love can be the happiness you feel
While dancing in the rain.
Love can be holding your child for the first time.
Love can be a tight hug when your friend is crying.
Love can be a homemade meal for all your family.
Love can be giving them a blanket,
After they unintentionally fell asleep on the couch.
Love can be staring in awe at all the beautiful stars in the sky.
Love can be buying a meal for a stranger.
Love can be playing with your dog.
Love can be sitting by a window with tea and a book.
Love can be dancing to your favorite songs.
Love can be looking in the mirror
And knowing that you are beautiful inside and out,
Flaws and all.

Love is so much more,
Than a man and a woman.
Love is parent and child
Woman and woman
Man and man
Friend and friend
Sister and brother
Human and human
Human and self
Human and animal
Human and nature
Human and life

It is the spirit of the universe
And that's what makes love so important.
I believe in this beautiful thing called love
Because my soul was made for loving.
*And so is yours.
I believe if everyone learned to love, we could all live in harmony.
nina May 2016
Forgive me, forgive me,
I've let you down repeatedly
Forgive me, forgive me
Dear reflection of mine
I've pushed you to be different
I've pushed you to change
To be something you're not
Forgive me, forgive me
I won't abandon you again
I will be honest with myself & be who I am <3
nina Aug 2019
my hands tingle.
these hands don’t feel mine.
they don’t look like mine.
they resemble that of some scary witch,
nails long & sharp.
they don’t look mine.
this is not my skin.
my skin is lighter,
my skin is frail.
whos body is this?
how did i get trapped here.
i see myself in the mirror,
& i don’t recognize this girl staring back at me,
with such deep, dark, yet hollow eyes.
a doll, vacant but beautiful.
not what i would call beautiful…
but i guess she’s alright.
i feel sorry for her,
so empty.
i want to reach out & hold her,
tell her she will be alright.
as if she can hear me,
her eyes well silently
& tears drip slowly.
but still, that empty stare…
where have you gone?
i hear music playing,
but the sound is blurry
& the shapes around her are mumbled.
my arms feel weak,
as if i can’t lift them.
my eyelids are heavy,
as if i can’t keep them open.
where am i?
who am i?
is that vacant girl me?
that can’t be,
it can’t be….
nina Jan 2016
staring, staring, staring
off into the distance
you assume my gaze is fixed at the wall
but i see a different world
im staring with my heart
not my eyes
nina Jul 2017
in a sudden flash
red & blue makes all my doubt
completely vanish
nina Jun 2017
i have
the strangest dreams.

i've dreamt of skeletons,
walking on their hands.
i've dreamt of sleeping,
& having nightmares,
a dream within a dream.
i've dreamt of a huge storm,
with a tornado,
whipping a car at my house.
i've dreamt of seeing my ex,
asking about his daughter
& talking as friends.
i've dreamt of seeing another ex,
arguing with him again about,
who's to blame for the breakup.
i've dreamt about friends
i used to have
suddenly asking me out.
i've dreamt about my body
morphing into a skeleton,
then dissolving into ash.
i've dreamt of gum stuck
in my teeth but every time i pull,
there's still more gum stuck.
i've dreamt about my love,
suddenly having enough of me,
just as everyone has.

i've dreamt of so much.
dreams are said to have meaning.
but when i search for a meaning
i'm left more confused than before.
but still,
i have the strangest dreams.
nina Jan 2016
water & fire
dance again, as moon & sun
find true love once more
nina Jun 2017
dilated pupils
so far the eye turns black
darkness triumphs
& the demons are out to play
twisted, wicked smile
she's laughing
crooked, backward
crawling, digging
making home
inside the crevices of my brain
i'm laughing
skeleton fingers
curled around my rib cages
picking apart my insides
a heart?
oh, you don't need this my dear...
the bones in my spine
crick, crack, break
i cannot bend back any further
she's smiling
always so happy to take over
a prisoner to my own body
living inside my head
as i watch through
the barred windows they call my eyes
i am hypnotized by her
she's evil
yet somehow so beautiful
as she rips hearts away
& swallows souls whole
playing with the leftover blood
leaving behind nothing but ash,
a kiss,
& a smirk
all i do is watch
all i do is smile
as she destroys me
all i do is wait
until she's done
& i awake from the evil
haunting my mind
but over the years
my brain has decayed
& i isolate myself
so she's become bored.
with nothing left to play with,
she's starting to pack her things
to find a home with better toys
but i'll always be fascinated
by her evil ways
nina Apr 2016
Grass tickling my spine
Sun kissing my face
Wind dancing with my hair
I am a child
Earth is my mother
& I crave the embrace
Of her arms, protecting me
Loving me
In a blanket of water heated by the sun
04.14.2016
a moment to myself
nina Aug 2017
its been years since i've seen you last
& seeing your face
created so much fear
of my past coming back to haunt me.
i think you've come for revenge,
to let your rage come through
or maybe just clarity.
& you tell me of all these sweet
but sad things.
of how you never let me go.
& for a moment i felt powerful
for having such an effect on you
even after all i've done.
& then i realize
all i've done.
& i cry for hours.
my heart has come alive again
just to drown.
am i to blame again?
have i done this to you?
did i really destroy your life?
i had prayed from a distance
that you would find love
& be happy with someone
who could love you
like i never could.
am i to blame for your misery
even though i wasn't there?
but i can't fix it, i can't fix you.
i moved on years ago
& i've found a beautiful love
i've felt guilty for so many things,
mountains of guilt for my actions
but i've never felt guilty
for* not *loving someone
until now
maybe i really am just an evil soul craving to be good but can never change...
nina Jul 2016
people don't understand me
when I talk about you.
so highly, so lowly,
constantly changing my view.
saying how much I love you
yet how much you confuse me.
how we're happy, but heartbroken
& wonder why I can't just let you be.
but they don't see what I see,
they don't know the you that I know.
they haven't seen every part of you
& they don't see how much you grow.
the issues that we've had
the problems that we've faced,
how much we've both learned,
I could never label that as a waste.
you went through phases
as I did too
but every single phase
led me back to you.
it's hard to move on
it's hard to let go
when you're both still in love
man, it's so hard to say "no".
hard to say "no" or "bye" forever
when it always feels right
despite every moment of pain
I still dream of you at night.
I dream of what we've been through
I dream of loving & holding you
I dream of making you jealous
I dream of the things you do too.
you stayed because you love me &
I left because I love you, no past tense
you had to leave to be with me
remind me how that makes sense?
like trying to build a home
on an unfinished foundation
we had to tear the home apart
to prevent further frustration.
& we build our own foundations
filtered through loving eyes
aimed directly at each other
when will we realize?
we need to focus before we
leave these foundations unfinished again
because when they're finally done
we can start building that home again.
my thoughts trail a bit. but basically how I feel right now.
nina Jul 2017
there was  ice  wrapped
around my   h  e  a  r  t,
f r  e  e z  i  n g  it shut.
& then  the  ice  started
m  e  l   t  i   n  g  away,
but i  suddenly  started
f  e   e   l  i   n   g   cold.
cause this  ice,  burning
i n s i d e   my   v e i n s
has   made  itself  home.
cause   once    this     ice
crystallized,   my heart
got  f  r  o  s  t  b  i  t  e.
so  just because  the  ice
is  gone,  doesn't  mean
that my  heart has been
s       a      v      e       d.

»a.b.
nina Feb 2023
sometimes i lie awake and think about
the way the pads of your fingertips
once felt against the softness of my skin
the way your tongue brushed my lips
and i once used to crave every touch
however, when i recall those nights
i am left feeling empty and numb
they no longer offer me an escape
they no longer offer an indulgent fantasy
i sit and think and no longer feel a thing
i was once so afraid to fall out of love with you
but i no longer feel afraid
i feel no pain or longing for what once was
what once was, simply happened
and i realize how much i hung on
to avoid feeling this emptiness you've left behind
however, all i am left thinking is
i have so much room now
to fill with things that make me happy
to fill with self-love and kindness
to fill with gratitude and peace
so much room without you
sometimes i lie awake and think about
how i wish i fell out of love with you sooner
i guess i was wrong about this being unconditional
nina Apr 2016
Like the flow of waves
I float along through this life
Tides will carry me
I will not limit myself anymore from fear of anything. Go wherever the wind takes me ~
nina Sep 2016
hold me, hold me,
oh my gosh, you're beautiful
hold me, hold me,
i wish we could lay this way forever.
kiss me, kiss me,
sweetly, softly, lovingly
kiss me, kiss me,
on my nose, my forehead & cheeks
love me, love me
i love you, i feel your heart
love me, love me
this beautifully always
nina Jul 2017
i used to swim a lot.
  i swam so much,
    my mum used to call me a mermaid.
      i'd take three deep breaths,
        then dive into the pool head first.
          & even though i was told not to,
            i'd keep my eyes open.
             as i swam,
            merely inches from the bottom,
          i kept my eyes wide open.
        i'd see the rays of light,
      breaking through the surface.
    as i swam,
  wiggling like a mermaid,
deep beneath the water,
  i kept my eyes wide open.
    i'd happily watch,
      as the lines of light,
        danced across the floor.
          to me, those reflections
            at the bottom of the pool,
            looked like marble tiles,
             lines of blue smoke,
            or lights from shiny shells.
          it was always peaceful.
        graceful,
      magical,
    beautiful,
  it was always my happy place.
& your eyes...
  they're pale blue,
    with little hints of green.
      & i stare at the lines of blue,
        dancing in your irises.
          it's as if the goddesses
            of the water
              have blessed you,
            with shards of water.
          shards of where my heart is home.
        & when i miss my happy place,
      all i need to do,
    is dive myself into your eyes.
  because your eyes
are my happy place.
»a.b.
nina Jun 2018
when the days are long
& my mind gets so hazy,
when the fog rolls in
& my serotonin gets lazy.

when my vision's blurry
& my heart is breaking,
when my body is numb
& my soul is aching.

that's the only time i miss you
nina Oct 2023
i once recalled your memory,
full of heart & sorrow,
heavy is the weight of speaking your name.
i sang a song of longing & regret,
begging for a conversation
to fill the empty air you left me with.
but once the air was full
& satiated by a newcomer,
the glass wall i built around me
had shattered at my feet.
left with nothing but the ever-open,
bleeding wound that i call you.
his words & thoughts may flow likewise,
but his eyes could never hold you
the way mine so selfishly long to
& i feel the familiar ache for the millionth time.
you haunt me like my shadow,
you come to me in waves,
you carved your name in my chambers
& left it desolate for the next.
although my love has renovated,
your name is embedded in the walls.
i cover it with beautiful paintings,
made with new memories, hoping to forget.
so when does it end, the ache, the guilt,
the longing, the love?
i pray to god to grant me mercy
& leave me with an answer
of how to let it go.
nina Nov 2015
I don't mean to be so crazy
I just love you
More than I understand
& the thought of losing you makes me lose rationality, I promise I'm trying to learn...
nina Mar 2023
if i did not exist
i wonder if the world would know
have i left enough of a mark
i wonder if i did not exist
who would kiss the stars
& tell the moon she is beautiful?
who would nap on the clouds
& sing to the trees?
who would thank the sun for shining
& watch the animals play?
if i did not exist
who would invite you to dance in the rain?
who's face would you see in the sunflowers?
who's name would linger on your tongue?
who would be resting in your heart right now?
if i did not exist
who'd make you laugh in the kitchen?
who'd ask you to taste her recipes?
who's arms would you feel safe in?
who would hold you tight at night?
who would make your eyes light up?
if i did not exist
who would give you advice & guidance?
who would tell you she's proud of you?
if i did not exist
who would have taught you it's okay to cry?
who would have taught you to be kind?
who would have taught you to embrace yourself?
if i did not exist
i don't know if the world would know it...
but i think it would feel it.
ill
nina Jan 2023
ill
black like licorice
& purple like poison
the cloud-like entity takes hold
seeps into the crevices of the mind
whispering to you to end it
it holds you in its pillowy arms
& sways you gently
like a mother holding their child
so comfortable in its cradle
you don't realize you're suffocating
until it's too late to breathe
get help
nina Jun 2016
i find it funny
that now you do everything
i wanted before
nina Aug 2022
if you want to leave me behind
i understand.
your mind had blinders that
leave you stubborn
you refuse to believe anything good
could come of this
as if it were up to you alone to hold
the weight of the world
a goal so admirable
yet so misguided
you light yourself ablaze
& complain that it's too warm
as if you didn't pour yourself in gasoline
& light the match
all this pain you burn yourself in
is purely self-inflicted
& i got caught in the crossfire

you lock me in the coldest recesses of your heart
as i watch you burn down
the most important thing in my life
where are the words to stop you
what strings of vowels could my mouth make
to push you into the safety of the water?
if you would only let me free
i would be there to pull you out
i promise you i would never let you drown
if only you let me be there
to be your lifeguard
nina Feb 2016
For so long I thought there wasn't much left for me to learn
But oh, there is so much more
Because we never stop learning
Not even in the afterlife
Right now I need to focus mostly on patience lol
nina Jun 2022
& the beautiful boys
Love the beautiful girls with
Fragile hearts
& delicate bodys
Who dont seem to notice they're lovely
& that's why they dont love me
I'm not that kind of beautiful
My heart is as strong as wood
But wood can still break
I'm a single tree in a field of flowers
Watching all the beautiful boys
Pluck them all one by one
& dont you know that
Picking flowers makes them wither away?
What a tragedy
It seems that the only kind that visit me
Are the kind that want to rip the leaves
To leave me naked & weak
I wait for a storm to come along
& take me down
If a tree falls all alone
Does it still make a sound?
nina Aug 2019
your body interests me,
but your mind excites me.
every time we speak it's as if...
i've known you for years...
& then you disappear.
& i wonder if it's all in my head,
maybe you are my lucid dream.
nina Aug 2022
i'm so much stronger than you know
& if i gotta let you go
well, that's nothing for me
like the pheonix i will rise
from the ashes you left behind
don't worry about me
i always make it out alive

& i'll be back with a vengeance
i promise you
i will ****** every last part of me
that feels any love for you
& when the day comes
that you try to crawl your way back in
you'll have no one, no home to crawl back to

i know that you'll regret
losing the best thing you ever had
angry at yourself for all of your mistakes
wishing things were different
trapped in the confines of your mind
it's a sad sight to see
but a reality you brought upon yourself

so live with it
& leave me out of it
congratulations, you lost me ♥
nina Nov 2017
maybe i am lace covered in snow,
feeling the cold run through me.
maybe i am a leaf,
falling off the branches,
unable to grip tightly.
maybe i am a silhouette in the night,
hiding alone in the corner.
maybe i am just a cigarette.

light me, breathe me in,
watch me turn to ash then,
extinguish my flames &
throw me away.

& maybe i'm okay with it.

maybe i am dust in the attic,
static on a.m. radio.
maybe i am just a band-aid,
batteries, just temporary.
maybe i am a silent scream nightmare,
the sigh of the fog,
a heart painted grey.
maybe i am a Halloween mask,
a devilish smirk,
clothes discarded across the floor.
maybe i am a roller-coaster ride,
a tornado in a jar,
a slow instrumental song,
with eyes glazed over.
maybe i am an hourglass with no sand,
the air in my own hands.

& maybe i'm okay with it.
nina Jul 2017
his bags were packed & ready to go
but his clothes still hung in the closet.
he had his plane ticket tucked away
but he said he wouldn't be leaving yet.
he didn't care much to put in any effort
since he knew he'd be long gone soon.
careless about the messes he made
reminding himself "i leave at noon".
his body was there, laying on the bed
but his mind was ever so far away.
physically here, but had already left
unable to reverse our loves' decay.
i remember his bags were ready to go
months before he packed them.
i remember his feet had left me
weeks before he moved them.

for just a moment in your eyes
i swear, i felt the packing begin
i look at them now, unpacked & empty
& i pray they never get packed again.
{i pray you don't do what my ex did}
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