the truth in her
has never spoke ill to me
she shifted my perspective on friendship
that you don't need someone of your age
to tell you that your existence matters
the truth in her
shifted the current of my ocean
she too learnt to fly at my pace
something only few have done
a writer who understands my pain
the truth in her
never ruled a failed judgement
she herself dig through my roots
and found a cure to my loneliness
and allowed me to be free in her presence
4d ago
May 31, 2026 at 11:49 AM UTC
the truth in her
has never spoke ill to me
she shifted my perspective on friendship
that you don't need someone of your age
to tell you that your existence matters
the truth in her
shifted the current of my ocean
she too learnt to fly at my pace
something only few have done
a writer who understands my pain
the truth in her
never ruled a failed judgement
she herself dig through my roots
and found a cure to my loneliness
and allowed me to be free in her presence
This poem was written on May 30, 2026; 9:51am and is part of "Ashes of Us: The Haunted Chapter". This poem is about three different friends who i am lucky to have known.
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