Poisoned Gift by unknown life,
it gives when we forget to ask
Small cuts of different knives,
invisible weight in barely holding tasks.
Yet it makes our soul lift,
you take back when your dead heart shifts.
Barely gifted tiny plant
now, days later, the dry leaves
create a mess on your yard,
where you threaten to cut the hope down.
Raw cry; grief is visible
when the leaf is dry.
Gifts were never asked.
Clingy sadness gives waves at dawn and dusk.
We know how less is more.
Loneliness is the boat that never passed.
We drown in a sea of sadness
when there is no single anchor.
Humans are meant for the other side;
clouds are not meant to stay long
if they float around the seaside.
When we begin to reach the shore,
yet they never stay.
Striving for nothing.
We spent childhood waking up late,
not even one date excited so-called fate.
In a world where the calendar is blurry and late,
counting days until weak breaths grow late.
Young eyes, but lacking their light—
maybe existence takes more
when you fight to stay alive.
Feb 17
Feb 17, 2026 at 2:23 AM UTC
Poisoned Gift by unknown life,
it gives when we forget to ask
Small cuts of different knives,
invisible weight in barely holding tasks.
Yet it makes our soul lift,
you take back when your dead heart shifts.
Barely gifted tiny plant
now, days later, the dry leaves
create a mess on your yard,
where you threaten to cut the hope down.
Raw cry; grief is visible
when the leaf is dry.
Gifts were never asked.
Clingy sadness gives waves at dawn and dusk.
We know how less is more.
Loneliness is the boat that never passed.
We drown in a sea of sadness
when there is no single anchor.
Humans are meant for the other side;
clouds are not meant to stay long
if they float around the seaside.
When we begin to reach the shore,
yet they never stay.
Striving for nothing.
We spent childhood waking up late,
not even one date excited so-called fate.
In a world where the calendar is blurry and late,
counting days until weak breaths grow late.
Young eyes, but lacking their light—
maybe existence takes more
when you fight to stay alive.
For the young hearts who feel older than their years, and for those fighting quietly to stay alive.
