I no longer think
Those beautiful words
Were written for me
I've been replaced
And that's alright.
As it should be.

Everyone who comes
Will eventually go
Replaced by better ones
As they should be.

But memories stay memories
Unchanged by time
Who knows what tomorrow holds?
Maybe they’ll play again
Or fade away.
As they should be.

I thought I was done.
But the waves returned
crashing against the rock
the innocent one.

I stayed quiet
though I knew I should leave.
Linger too long
and I’ll be drawn under
slowly unraveled
undone.

Yet beauty is a soft betrayal
the hush between each wave
the silk of sand beneath my feet
they promise peace
even as they pull me deeper.

And so, I stay.
Let the sea claim me
roll me into its quiet dark
until I am no longer seen
then gone.
And done.

The day has come
A reward to be alive another day
Yet time keeps shrinking.

Cake and candles no longer excite
Warmth, peace, and love
What matters most
They're all I truly seek.

In this moment
Let’s celebrate
For we never know
Maybe tomorrow will be taken away.
Happy birthday.

I sip no more.
Not because I quit
Not because it's forbidden by the hands that raised me
Nor because I mind drinking alone.

Though the taste lingers in my mind
Warm, a fire that once danced down my throat
My feet unsteady, lost in search of the bathroom
'Cause the world spun in circles
Laying down became a brilliant escape
And eyes closed, sinking deeper into the aftertaste
Strangely, it all felt so good.

But no...
I sip no more.
The taste fades
Along with your existence.

Apperantly
Home isn't enough
You need to know how to care
A commitment to stay
To keep choosing the way back
Not just when it's easy
Unless
You'll get lost
And destroy what was meant to last.

I was just a little girl
Watching chaos unravel, helplessly
Confusion became a daily routine
Silence, my only defense
And I honed the art of observing pain.

Day by day
I saved up pieces of disappointment
Until the jar began to crack
Spilling exhaustion
Hardening into quiet rebellion
Sharpening into well-trained disgust.

We stopped looking, even beneath the bed
Where is the sorry we deserved?
Where is the responsibility you clung to so tightly?
Where is all the change you once promised?

But whatever
You're here, technically
And us?
We've mastered the art of needing nothing from you.