#iseeyou
Lately I've been thinking about it
How can I thank you for everything you've done?
You've been there through all my tears
Yet you never left my side
Nothing can stop us
When we're together
We can go anywhere
All your life you've been a fighter
And you've survived every battle
I know you're stronger than you think
I know you're meant for so much more
Nothing can stop us
When we're together
We can go anywhere
Remember what we've got
One day It'll be fine
Still struggling
Still hurting
But we'll keep on
No matter what
Feb 24
Feb 24, 2026 at 6:13 AM UTC
She didn't rise like a phoenix.
She crawled.
On hands that trembled,
through glass she once shattered herself.
There was no fire.
No applause.
Only the sound of her own breath --
ragged, but real.
Healing didn't come with sunlight.
It came in fragments --
in mornings she didn't hate,
in nights where the silence didn't scream,
in moments where she chose not to disappear.
She still carried the past
like an old bruise,
bit it stopped dictating
who she had to be.
She found beauty in the smallest of things --
the warmth of her child's sleepy sigh,
the taste of coffee made just how she liked it,
a song that made her feel something
without dragging her under.
She let herself cry.
She let herself rest.
She forgave herself for everything
she did to survive
when survival was the only thing she knew.
There were days she still looked
into mirrors with haunted eyes,
but now she met them with gentleness,
She no longer saw a girl left behind --
she saw a woman
who stayed,
even when no one else did.
The voices that once told her
she was unworthy,
unwanted,
unlovable --
they still whispered
But she didn't listen anymore.
She had become her own shelter.
Her own home.
Her own proof
that even the forgotten
can remember who they are.
Because buried beneath the wreckage
was not just a flicker --
but a fire.
Small. Quiet.
But steady.
And wholly, completely hers.
She wasn't healed.
But she was healing.
She wasn't whole.
But she was rising.
She found her fire --
not in anyone else's arms,
but in the steady, trembling beat
of her own heart.
© Dark Water Diaries
Oct 3, 2025
Oct 3, 2025 at 12:36 PM UTC
hey you,
yeah you there
little one reading
words on the screen
and if no one has seen…
the war in your heart
ripping apart
a silent scream
waiting to dream
people come and people go
still you remember that ‘hello’
routine is the devil it’s always the same
still it masks
the pain
won’t give it the blame
fighting alone
like no one knew
still you know that isn’t the truth
cause we fight side by side
chasing our own version of light
strangers in name
but never the same
but hey stranger
I see you
holding hope
still standing strong
and no, I’m not wrong
cause I see you
I really do
and I’m proud of you
just hold on
one more day
and if I may say:
S ilence is a superpower but
T he truth is, look–
A round you
Y ou're not alone…
Jun 20, 2025
Jun 20, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
There is a house with no windows,
built of hours no one counted where the moon keeps its shoes by the door –
always ready, never resting.
Inside, a lantern burns without wick, kept alive by the hands of someone who forgot what their own name feels like when spoken aloud.
They move like wind in a locked room,
making space where none was offered,
balancing skies on their shoulders
like it’s just weather,
not weight.
Their footsteps don’t echo.
They’ve trained even the floorboards not to cry out.
Somewhere, outside the locked hush, another figure stands – also barefoot, also flickering – writing prayers in the form of poems into the dark with nothing but breath and hope
and the ache of recognition.
Not asking to be let in.
Just standing close enough
that the cold doesn’t win.
Because some people don’t knock.
They just stay.
In silence.
Like light does when no one’s watching.
Jul 5, 2025
Jul 5, 2025 at 6:23 PM UTC
I feel an energy
I need the synergy
I want the remedy
I heard the melody
Soul vibin
Cold riding
For my people
I can't have an equal
The pressure on my shoulders
Helps me lift boulders
All apart of the plan
Makes me a better man
I use the light to break the curse
Heaven's water quench the thirst
Digging in my mental purse
Searching for my own worth
Nov 3, 2020
Nov 3, 2020 at 10:42 PM UTC
I don't know you
you don't know me
but can we be here?
in this moment, for a while, together.
Your past,
Memories
Pain
Obsessions
Joys
Compassions
Are what I love most about you
Even though we are strangers
You're beautiful
I wish you could see yourself through my eyes
The innocence of ignorance
I understand you have parts of yourself you hide away
As do we all
That part is ok, because for know
We don't have to look at it
Its as if it doesn't exist
As your best parts of yourself are revealed first to a person you just met
That is you
Your best parts
That is who I choose to see
But I accept all of you
Because I know how much you hurt
I know your weight
For I share it too
in this moment
We can lift each other's burdens
Before we inevitably must return
to reality
Apr 16, 2020
Apr 16, 2020 at 3:59 AM UTC
I can see you there,
hiding behind your wall.
well I’ll climb right over it,
I’m not afraid to fall.
Besides, I can always start climbing again,
what’s a few bruises and scrapes between friends?!
I’ll find you where you are hiding
and I’ll try to help you see,
How much I really care for you
and how much you mean to me.
I understand it’s been easier,
to build your wall instead of getting hurt,
so I won’t come along and smash it down,
instead I’ll sit with you in the dirt.
I’ll help you to install a gate
so sometimes I can come through,
I’ll try to help repair the cracks,
using love and kindness for the glue.
I’ll fill some gaps with flowers,
to bring some colour to your life,
their beauty keeping you hopeful,
when your mind is in trouble and strife.
One Day you’ll be strong enough
to come out from where you hide
and it won’t be so scary
for you to allow me to see inside.
But until that day I’ll keep scaling your wall,
and planting my flowers in the gaps,
hopefully they will help you to see
there’s beauty within the cracks.
For I refuse to leave you hiding alone,
So I’ll keep climbing, stone by stone.
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 9:14 PM UTC
I see you
I see you in candle light.
I see you in the day light.
I see you every time I close my eyes.
There are others with bigger smiles for me,
But you hold no deceit.
There are others who claim to be more passionate about me,
But it is you that I truly need.
I may not be right for you,
But you are perfect for me.
Nobody ever said this was going to be easy.
I am waiting on you to make the call.
Are we eternally bound, or are we nothing at all?
I no longer have judgment in what I see as love;
But I see you, I see you with me,
I hope one day I am looking in the mirror
And I hope in the reflection I am looking at us.
(C)2018 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
May 3, 2018
May 3, 2018 at 4:41 AM UTC
This is a dance
You and I have
I'm surprised how quickly I've picked up the steps
Because I've never danced this dance before
My rhythm's a little out of sync
But then again I've always been awfully terrible at keeping time
Too fast
Too slow
It's hard alone
I'm great with someone else
Someone to play off of
I like to play off you
Sometimes we miss
but the moments we meet
are simply the ones that make life worth living.
The life you read about in favorite stories
And see on screens that are way too big
And you think
that can't possibly be real
except it is!
It's just made up of shorter moments than you thought
But the moments are thick and full
And you feel the frightening lightness and emptiness when they're gone
And all you want then
is to feel their weight once more.
I think it's wonderful.
You've never danced the dance either
You know this and you don't
You think you have
You love to dance
You've danced before
But not this one
I wonder if you know I know
I wonder that a lot
Do you know I know you
Do you know I see you
Even when you yourself
are blind
That's okay
I'll see for both of us
until you do
or don't
Let's keep dancing till then
Just a little longer
please
only a little while longer.
Feb 16, 2017
Feb 16, 2017 at 4:09 PM UTC
They seek and they seek,
Meek, bleak, and they speak,
That the ones who can are the ones who reek,
Only a fraud for that one is unique,
To their eyes, but not to the peak,
Those who see, whom like to tweak,
With machines of life and of the cheek,
Words that arouse the minds obliques,
Through visions and laws where there is no physique,
Just all even from odds that creak.
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 11:41 AM UTC
Do you see me when you close your eyes?
Do you see me when you kiss her good night?
I see you;
I see you when day turns to night.
I see you when the sun shines bright.
Do you see me when you touch her hair?
What about when she asks you what she should wear?
I long for the day I don't see you anymore.
When I can drive down back roads and sing "our song" without looking at the passenger seat and see you.
E.G
Mar 24, 2016
Mar 24, 2016 at 11:27 PM UTC
It was one odd night, when I was asleep in my bed.
When suddenly, I heard a sound that awoke me from my slumber.
There were three women standing round, looking down.
"Oh my, how she has grown, I could have sworn it was someone else!" The first women said with adoring eyes and a smile.
"Oh no, she's awoken, what a scene.. She looks so mean, perhaps a bad dream?" The second women shamed.
Although the third women had become ghostly pale. "Help, help.. Somebody please. I believe she see's me."
The three women then realized that I was gaping at their prattle.
"I see you." I mumbled, not believed my eyes.
The three jumped and took a step back.
"This is whacked, she must be faking." The first women proclaimed.
"This is unnamed, un-herd of! Come we must leave!" The second women yelped.
"She see's us! Perhaps we can be helped! She's of the first!" The third yelled.
"I... I see you" I said again.
This time they all turned their heads into my sight.. and with mighty fright the first women clapped and then all three disappeared in the air.
Still to this day, I think that night is weird. Who can say if it was a dream or if it was real?
Dec 14, 2015
Dec 14, 2015 at 4:08 PM UTC
Don't think that I don't see
just because I'm not there
for you to view me
glancing through you.
Jan 8, 2015
Jan 8, 2015 at 10:09 PM UTC
Eyes hidden
Riddled with pain
Fiddling with your hands
Tell the truth
Dec 15, 2013
Dec 15, 2013 at 1:05 PM UTC