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aster Jan 31

I fall,
I knew eventually
I would fall.
But I didn’t want to,
at least not now.
I may say
I don’t ‘give a f about
what society thinks about me.’

But deep down,
I seek for attention.
I want validation.
I want respect.
I want to be accepted and loved,
And looked upon.

But this is tough.
I don’t know how long,
I can do this.
Sadly, we are taught this is the only

Because success is never defined by you.
The society defines your success.
You are a ****.
The game, your moves, the result,
Is set by them.


I’m in a state of dilemma
One preaches,
‘These minuscule bits of time
Which are smaller than a molecule in
The entire expanse of this ever-expanding universe.
Can’t determine your entire future.
Nor can the society.
Your success, your happiness
Is defined by you, not them.’

The other reminds me,
that your success is defined
by the society you live in.
And to them this is the ‘only way’ to success.
And defying them
Is losing your
And you can’t afford that.


However, hypocritical I might sound,
I’m forced to choose the second.
But every passing second
I live with the guilt of never
Choosing the other road.
Cause the road not taken,
was perhaps the road I was to take.


Focus, time is slipping away.
So, I stop contemplating
and work mechanically.
Finally, it is over.
A sigh of relief.

But unfortunately, this is not the end.
Once you let yourself in to this system.
Then you are lost to it.
You are consumed by it
you are enslaved.


Take rest for now.
Because you are trapped,
They have fabricated your journey to ‘happiness’,
And you can’t turn back.


Eyes shut.

Pen drops.

what starts will eventually end.
Jean Paul Jan 13
It always fades
When dawn arrives
Time will take us there
It's up to us to tame our head
Nothing will make sense
Day by day
We expect that glimmering light
To shine one more time
One more hit
And I will be fine
Following that buzz
Under the sun
With a warm heart
I won't give up
you are
your mind

- katrina ******
what you think about yourself molds your entire self-image. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
if you're constantly saying negative things about your body or punishing yourself for enjoying good food or lounging on the couch binge-watching netflix when you already work your *** off, those thoughts manifest into something dangerous. you'll start to think that you'll never be good enough. that you'll never be pretty enough unless you lose 15 pounds. you''ll actually believe that you're not worthy of being loved and happy. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
but you need to stop lying to yourself. you have to change your way of thinking if you want to be happier. it's not an easy process, but that doesn't mean it can never get done. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
cut off things and people that are bad for you. meditate for 10-20 minutes a day. keep a gratitude journal. treat your body like you would treat your best friend or a loved family member. keep a record of all of the good, happy things that happen every day. exercise. make time for yourself. nourish your body by eating delicious food and drinking plenty of water. stay off the scale. stop waiting to reach your goal to enjoy your body and yourself. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
think about why loving yourself is really important to you. make time for yourself. you are loved, you are beautiful, and you deserve every good thing that comes your way. ⠀

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i used to leave notes for strangers.
strangers who sought asylum from the lies they spat at themselves.
i'd leave these notes on mirrors in strange places
filled with words of encouragement.
to these strangers,
who knew
that tiny pieces of paper
could be
the forces of the universe
reminding them
of their worth

- katrina ******
true story. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
i used to leave motivational sticky notes in random spots throughout my high school and university before i transferred. on top of lockers, classroom doors, girls bathrooms, cafeteria tables, desks, anywhere and everywhere. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
if there was a place to remind a stranger that they mattered, there was a little reminder of their worth. ⠀

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no matter what happens between us,

thank you.
thank you for being the water when i'm on fire.
thank you for being the sticky, golden honey coating my heart.
thank you for the taste of sweet soda on your lips.
thank you for your moon smiles.
thank you for your gentle strength.
thank you for washing away my salty tears.
thank you for your booming thunder and blinding lightning.
thank you for your starlit eyes and silk kisses.
thank you for the delicious scent you leave in your clothing.
thank you for the shape of your voice.
thank you for wanting me through all the noise.
thank you for being the sweet sugar and cream to my steaming cup of coffee.
thank you for loving me when i'm hard to love.
thank you for loving me when i don't feel worthy of any.
thank you for everything about you.
most importantly
thank you for being you.
to my forever and always.
You whispered
sweet lullabies, keeping
all of my demons under
your control.

You thought
you had my heart, but
really it was my freedom
that you stole.

-You hid me behind
prison walls..
Aisha Aug 2018
A maze yet to be discovered,
A combination of pieces to unravel the key chains of the mind,
A muse,
A safe of thoughts,
Unmatched creative circuitry,
A pulse, a power,
My mind, a mosaic,
Wire it right,
Figure me out.
Foolinglife Sep 2017
Even if you're not here,
Even if we're not in contact,
Even if its been a long time that i saw you,
Even on the days i'm angryand bitter,
Even when nothing is fine and life's a mess.
Even if my hopes are gone and my faith's fading away, slowly and slowly.
I'll still choose to be in love with you.
I'll breath deeply and slowly,
Praying for you,
Willing all my love to follow you where ever you go.
I'll love you forevermore.

— The End —