00:00
angst has vexed over my every thought. my eyes are embedded with grief and its every tear bleeds sorrow.

01:27
my legs drag my aching frame away from the warm blanket to my freezing balcony. the cool air has chilled my every bone but i keep on lying on that cold surface.

02:00
my soul seems confined from east to west, yet i can only dream of darkness gliding over my veins. a constant state of misery with a spoon of hate.

03:30
my eyes are wide open, watching the ever darkening sky breathe, with the stars forming the shape of, wait, a person, i think. a person who looks exactly like me, who cries herself to sleep, has scars on her wrists and falls apart as soon as she closes her room's door.

04:00
my body seems numb, absolutely empty, as empty as an addict's bottle. my eyes start closing, shakily i shut my balcony's door shut and enter my room only to feel how foolish i was, to believe it'll get better.

06:00
the sun has risen but the light doesn't seem to reach my soul. i am unable to sleep, so i just get up and make myself a cup of coffee.
everything gets better, my ***.

Khushi B

Well I got up and I'm getting up and I'm trying awfully hard
to get by
I'm trying awfully hard
to get by

The next stage is going to get better
The next stage is going to get better

5 years later—
I still wanna be me.
more a listener,
minus anxiety.
5 years later—
I still wanna have a room,
with a big glass window
where I keep my feelings on display
in the highest floor of a skyscraper,
to catch more of sunlight
so I don’t have anymore trouble
to be more opened up.
5 years later—
I wanna read myself better
and be more careless about people.
kids might be an option,
but I still wanna share the bed with my cat.

I didn't hear you say what you said in my dreams.
But I guess that's the way things go sometimes.
I'm okay with it though, because when I got down on one knee, you agreed to be my partner in crime.

your heart is full of songs
written by the people
that changed you
for the better and the worse

the room is empty
you hear them
deep down in your chest
harmonizing for attention

don't cover your ears

You told me
"You could do better."
But all I could think of was
"Why would I?"