#selfcare
Hours alone, taking
good care of myself, with time --
for vipassana.
4d ago
May 30, 2026 at 2:10 AM UTC
To rest the mind, move the body
To rest the body, move the mind
To rest the soul, connect to beauty
To rest the spirit, connect to breath
May 26
May 26, 2026 at 11:53 AM UTC
The warm thoughts bury me, like warm glistening sand
I dip my feet into the plush ground, watching as my limbs disappear
The air is light, easy to inhale
It doesn’t need to make me forget misfortunes of existence
I can be happy with those burdens
If these moments exist, they outweigh any harsh realities
I’m not surviving by keeping only my feet in the amber sand
I’m living
May 3
May 3, 2026 at 9:45 PM UTC
Water your flower:
A flower without water
Loses its beauty.
~ Poetictouch
May 1
May 1, 2026 at 5:29 PM UTC
I would hug me,
in seconds flat
my arms would be wrapped around her scarred ones,
I'd feel the fresh blood and the ageing scars
then tend to the wounds,
the way she never allowed herself to
I would sit on the floor with her,
and watch her scribble in her notebook
the poems of hatred and sadness
she never knew the power her words could have
on someone as small as her self
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 4:58 AM UTC
I invest
A lot of time
In my head
And It's good place to be
That's how I learn
To seek and listen
Observe the rhythm
And talk to myself
For my own sanity
In my own way
Take care
Of your thoughts
Be kind
To your soul
Mar 18
Mar 18, 2026 at 11:56 AM UTC
If I cannot be saved
by my own
pursuit of enlightenment
and desire to become
a better person
If I must fast
and grovel
and beg
Then it is not salvation
but sycophancy
Mar 11
Mar 11, 2026 at 11:16 AM UTC
I bite my gums
Til they bleed
I feel my heart
Being squeezed
My adrenaline pulses
I want to hit the ground
It's a toss up
Stand
Or fall
Lose it all
There's no sound
I am hollow
The gravel I will borrow
As my home
I feel alone
Ashamed
Guilty
To blame
The room calls my name
Mocks me with emptiness
Laughs
And taunts
Only to haunt
Me
At night
They all flaunt
Their bonds
Their parties
Their laughter
I'm nobody
I always thought so
Now I know
I was alone
I wasn't whiny
Or a baby
I was ignored
Hurt
Peeling my flesh
To try and find
My worth
Never worked
Never took
In the mirror
I will look
And see
Nothing
Nobody
I simply
Bleed
Attention
Warmth
Self worth
Love
Comfort
Joy
Words
I would love
To employ
Pay to know
Pay to not let go
I crawl
Through the walls
I hide
So i may abide
I cry
With the flickering
Lights
The night
Is out of my sight
I'm dry
On the outside
I'm flooding
Inside
The flood
Falls out
The crushing
Is called a pout
I was whiny
Needy
Annoying
Quiet
And boring
Never simply
A child
I shall be wild
Reckless
And cruel
For everything
I went through
Let it go
You say
But it still
Comes my
Way
There's a price to
Pay
You should feel
Shame
Guilt
Sorrow
Pain
Not me
You're to blame
I sit there in silence
The dim lights beckons
My quiet
I cry in sorrow
Losing sight of
Tomorrow
Here i am again
Praying for
A friend
The love i found
The dreams I share
I wanted to declare
I wanted it
But it wasn't there
Empty
Ashamed
Only me
To blame
Art on the easel
Art with so much appraisal
Useless
Forgotten
The name on it
Was forgotten
Again
Sorry friend
I am to blame
My life
Is a shame
I was born
Too late
I was born
A mistake
I hit
I bleed
I squeeze
Fall on my knees
My ears ring
Til they bleed
Nobody's listening
I'm silent
I'm loud
I'm quiet
My heart pounds
I hear the same sounds
I left on the ground
From years ago
Here they found
Me
I'm a broken child
5 years old
I'm a broken girl
15 years old
I'm a broken adult
28
Still no flow
Falling
I keep crawling
To the same offense
Wanting
Needing
Bleeding
Pathetic
I'm erratic
Obnoxious
Poor
*****
Filth
I am gloomy
Rainy
Winter day
I am the dirt
On your car
Stained
Always afar
I am
Trauma
I must let go
Yet a repeat offense
Hinders that so
I am innocent
Lost
A child at heart
Never at fault
I am grown
An adult
I know
It's not
my fault
I am hurt
Torn
Crying
On the bathroom floor
I am broken
And sore
Still running
Never completely
Torn
I am love
And light
Sweet
And bright
I am forgiving
When it's right
I am pink
And flowers
A smile
For hours
I am unseen
And beaten
Mistreated
And weak
I am the color black
My favorite
I am the black sheep
I sit down
And start to weep
There's no sound
Only sheep
I feel guilt
And shame
But the flowers
Still remain
I am tame
And not to blame
I am black
But also pink
I am bright
And love
And you should all
Be ashamed
You made me one way
But i will not behave
I will go on
In my own special way
The pain is there
I bleed and stare
I patch
And
Walk along
I am a bear
Strong
And beautiful
I am
A song
Flowing
And melodic
I am many things
I am hurt inside
But I am strong
I will continue on
To my very own
Song
You claim me the black sheep
Mock and forget about me
But i am loved
I am someone
You are all shameful
And green
Jealous
And greed
I am pink 🩷
And shining
Heart full
Of a silver lining
I am gold
And sparkling
Strong
And nothing
Is stopping
Me
I am me
I continue on
I am strong
I am
My own song
Jan 28
Jan 28, 2026 at 2:31 AM UTC
I just need a break from everything around —
a break to calm my heart,
to think in serenity,
to make my decisions wise,
and to be in peace.
Dec 11, 2025
Dec 11, 2025 at 11:19 PM UTC
Don’t be harsh on yourself.
Don’t shrink your feelings.
Talk to yourself — you deserve your own kindness.
Dec 3, 2025
Dec 3, 2025 at 7:23 AM UTC
What is he doing to me?
Sweet in ways I did not expect,
Gentle in ways I forgot I deserved.
It is familiar, yet it is new,
Still fresh,
Yet it feels like I have known him for ages.
I did not think I would miss this feeling.
I thought I had gone numb,
But somehow,
He is patient,
Soft,
Steady,
And he is taking down my walls,
Brick by brick.
I am terrified,
And I am excited,
And all I want
Is to be good for him.
Nov 11, 2025
Nov 11, 2025 at 12:15 PM UTC
Stop chasing people.
Stop holding on to bonds.
Stop prioritizing others over yourself.
Stop pleasing everyone.
You may feel like you’re creating a happy world —
but in the process,
you’ll lose the one person
who truly deserves that happiness: you.
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 1:43 AM UTC
Frequencies hum
to the rhythm of my
heartbeat,
empathy shrouds
like an oxymoron
looking for a way
to be complete
but instead it gorges on
the world and its
broken symmetry,
while I’m stuck
in falling devastation
and searching for
long-lasting revelation
As I continue to feed
on overarching energy,
trying to quench the thirst
of everyone else
when I’ll never be able to
breathe freely
if I don’t put on my own
oxygen mask first,
if I don’t learn to quell
the hurt
or face the monsters inside-
I think it’s only then
that I will dig my diamonds
out of the dirt
Oct 20, 2025
Oct 20, 2025 at 6:30 PM UTC
Sometimes I linger in the tub
Long past reason,
‘Til water cools, dulling senses.
I stay as it drains completely-
Feeling weightless.
I wonder:
If I stay long enough,
Will I wash away too?
Aug 12, 2025
Aug 12, 2025 at 2:57 PM UTC
The interesting thing about
gardens
is that they usually
have a beginning and an end
I am a garden
I need to set my white fences
put up signs
“Do not step on the grass”
label each flower with its name
water them every day
pull out the weeds
use poison so the insects
won’t hurt them
also breathe in their scent
feel the delicacy of the petals
and, no less important,
admire all the work done
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 11:39 AM UTC
Small pleasures
being present
staying away from social media
exercise
I’d always read this list of items
to improve well-being
on some websites
and never paid much attention
Then I chose to adopt them
like my cat
that I found on the street
They all came to stay
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 11:37 AM UTC
That moment when anything can happen
everything can change
and you don’t care
Yes—you do care
about your well-being
about
being truly happy
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 10:32 AM UTC
Doing my nails
playing my favorite song
smelling fabric softener
putting on makeup
were
forms of healing
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 10:28 AM UTC
Healing doesn’t come overnight
And it doesn’t come in waves
Healing never tells you when it will arrive
It’s a process
It settles in slowly
It’s a state of mind
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 10:26 AM UTC
a process that may take a long time,
but is worth it
Aug 11, 2025
Aug 11, 2025 at 10:08 AM UTC
Don’t let sorrow carry the weight of your judgement
Jul 17, 2025
Jul 17, 2025 at 3:03 PM UTC