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you see me through
distorted lens
a muffled image of
my visage, small in
your eyes, but I am
so much more than
imagination

Why can't you see
who I really am?
It hurts when someone thinks they know who you are when they know barely anything. Especially when that person is family.
You
closed yourself
and returned open.
I
shut my eyes
to see the darkness.
00:58 May 14, 2024. At somewhere.
Kristina Tan Sep 19
The plunge pushed me to take initiative.
A little longer than expected to be,
but eventually it was evident
that the ocean was anticipating me.

Nerves and jitters shook my heart,
wracked my brain.
The first breath under the surface,
undoubtedly made me nervous.

When the rhythm starts to cohere
and the world is hushed.
The only sound is a whale song
to come along.

Above the coral reefs
and between the kelp forests,
there is undiscovered territory.
Another world to see.
Thoughts about first time scuba diving
Esme Calder Sep 10
I hate the sunset tonight, because today it feels like goodbye
I hate the way it rained tonight,
Because it felt like a scream more than a morning sigh
I hate the way the stars shine tonight,
Because I can fade into time so silently
I hate the wind tonight
Because instead of a soft breeze, it's howling
I hate thinking of your eyes,
Because I see the pain I caused inside
I hate it all tonight, because all said before is a lie
I love the sunset, I love the rain
I love your eyes with all it's pain
I love the stars, I love the wind
Beauty always comes with pain within
So I love the sunset tonight
Even if it's goodbye
Yuzuko Jul 7
I want love truly
But it always has a cost
Love never sees, me
Love can be blinded…
Mark Wanless Apr 13
i watch cartoons
i see cartoons
i think cartoons
kn Mar 21
Slow, quiet mornings,
tears still remain,
Eyes red and heavy from
carrying pain.
Thoughts like a river,
too deep, running wild,
Hard to be strong
when I still feel like a child.

I don’t want much—
just someone to see,
To sit with my silence
and still choose me.
Not to fix all the pieces or
make me pretend,
Just to offer their love
that won’t break or bend.
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