#selfreflect
There is a quiet
that lives between moments
not the pause of silence,
but the soft inhale
where the world loosens its grip
and lets us feel.
We spend so long
chasing echoes of ourselves
in tomorrow’s promises
and yesterday’s shadows,
forgetting that now
It is the only place
our footsteps truly fall.
Growth is not a thunderclap
It’s the gentle ache
of outgrowing old skins,
the courage of becoming
without knowing
What will be.
And in that uncertain light,
We find a strange comfort:
the sky still opens,
The day still begins,
and somewhere within us
the will to try again
keeps rising like dawn. 🌤
Oct 17, 2025
Oct 17, 2025 at 10:27 PM UTC
Dear anxiety,
i know you still cling to me
like clockwork, you never fail
to show up,
control my every move,
like a puppet and its master—
pulling the strings
making me look at my life
through a mirror,
yet I'm forever scared—
to lose you—
old friend.
i walk around in a haze,
but you're there to comfort me,
a static noise i can't turn off
old friend—
i can't sleep without you
sleeping beside me,
sending shivers down my spine,
i feel you touching me,
with your cold breath.
i shiver - I'm scared—
of what you do to me.
but i let you stay.
you influence my speech,
put words in my mouth—
that i didn't want to say.
make me stutter,
’cause i can feel you
clawing at the door—
to let you in
when everything seems calm
i always let you back in
i ask you to leave,
but you make me stutter—
You poison me—
and i end up
begging you to stay
you know you're my weakness.
you may burn everything to the ground,
everything i have—
but i can't get rid of you—
i always hear you calling my name
answer it in a heartbeat, old friend—
you understand me and comfort me,
I'm addicted to the feeling of drowning,
with tears running down my face
I'm addicted to the ghost inside of me—
i hate you
but i still let you in
i regret it.
i stopped feeling
and started accepting—
that you're always here,
you're part of me.
May 6, 2025
May 6, 2025 at 3:56 PM UTC
Fishing for impudence
looking outside,
all seem so murky
with a dying light,
all seem so monochrome,
with a condescending benight.
Now I am looking closely
and all that I found,
was a hatred very symmetric,
to which I am bound.
Just like the voids
I see in myself,
maybe my lens is too murky,
or my windows blacked out,
but life is miserable
and I see it around.
I often try to deny,
and live like everything’s fine,
but some feelings never settle,
some actions don’t suffice.
I look for answers around
I look for meanings behind,
maybe it’s a different me,
or maybe it’s the defeated mind.
Thoughts never to settle,
when I write sometimes,
but facing your fears,
through the words you write
is more difficult than accepting the light.
I often try to view this,
in a stupidly optimistic hue,
thinking like a flower
proud of its scent and bloom.
Thinking I am unique and
so might be my issues,
but I don’t want to look around
cause inside I know,
I am part of the million others
that bloomed and withered in this garden too.
My problems don’t amount
to the privileges I own,
and pain might be puny
when compared to yours,
but I still get hurt,
even if my problems aren’t new,
I still want to say them,
even when my words are few.
Nov 8, 2021
Nov 8, 2021 at 1:56 PM UTC
when you start throwing hate
toward people
you suspect the most
based on
vague evidence
it's not the accused
that had done something off
but you
act childishly
Sep 30, 2020
Sep 30, 2020 at 1:41 AM UTC
if it werent for this chameleon skin
could anybody truly love me?
Jul 25, 2020
Jul 25, 2020 at 3:26 PM UTC
To be blessed ,
favored and protected by the environment,
selected and isolated from your social groupings,
To be blessed is to synthesize what truly has meaning in life and self-meditate with the sake of life’s pace.
Before falling asleep, resting, force the mental to remain awake,
processing and breaking apart the information given today,
despite the fact that time wasn’t kind, brief or even prolonged; make it the moral commitment to self-reflect.
Make a correction if your answer is wrong; the fabrication of a scripture,
Make sure, for certain, that all the totaled scores calculate to a certain percentage,
Affirmed, scolded or ruled by another to convey your defined truth as inaccurate, almost there or rarely ample.
Time is allotted, effortless and to be taught a lesson is a blessing,
Space is limited, given and to be bestowed the gift of building is the set up version of a lesson, a shell of a blessing.
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 1:39 AM UTC
It has been awhile since i wrote a tale,
Of unjust of no peace and so much choas.
It has been awhile since i got my self to a point of peace and focus...
I no longer crave to be perfect, i no longer crave to be right...
This is who and what i am, a small dot on a big world.
Just putting a stop to one sentence.
And writing a new...
It has just been....
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 5:45 AM UTC
I’ve learned how to dismember my ligaments
For those who need body parts, how to
Digest ***** burning the stomach lining.
I’ve learned how to read the bible
As a poem and not a story, as
A way of life; not an outline of life.
I’ve learned how to open my arms
To those claiming refugee on cement sidewalks.
I’ve learned how to sing; not choir songs,
No symphonies nor harmonies, but sing
With a shaking voice from the pits
Of carcass burnt within fiery honesty.
I'm still learning how to scratch the surface
To let scabs turn to skin, because I have always
Been fascinated with the process of healing,
But I become nostalgic when I outline stains
On my skin from previous memories.
I’ve learned how to paint the silhouette
Of a smiling man saying goodbye to his wife
While holding rifles pointed at the cross
By the church where they used to meet.
Knowledge comes in two forms;
The first resides within yearning, the second within coping.
I do not know how to tame forest fires
From flocking flames feathering forgiveness:
I guess I haven’t learned anything after all.
Jun 10, 2018
Jun 10, 2018 at 12:34 PM UTC
What is love while you think of another man
I think you need to revise your plan
It's not working out
Your past clarifies that no doubt
Take that step into loneliness
And you'd stop being such a mess
Accept yourself and all your flaws
Only then your glow will drop jaws
Stop believing your self-deception
Leave yourself, go alone, and face self-reflection
Sep 28, 2017
Sep 28, 2017 at 7:12 PM UTC
I feel my innocence
slipping away
through fingers clasped as tight as
sand slipping to the ocean floor
Thick waves engulfing it and tying it down
like anchors
around my neck i feel the weight
of the opportunities i’ve missed out
and i’m not sure how much longer i can keep afloat
without letting the doubts sink me down by hidden treasure chests of siren calls.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 6:12 PM UTC
Through a broken mirror I see your recollected smile
To the depth of a vision’s reach I see your tormented soul
Lost soul waiting to come out the materialistic exile
I see you reaching out your hand but the mirror is too cold,
You are trapped, who would have thought we could switch places
Though I feel your broken heartbeats
****** tears dripping down your shattered faces
I’ll stand by you, dimensionally, if your soul fits.
Your remains lie in your illusionary window
Until the end of time your existence remain a story untold
Your soul continues with no hopes of tomorrow
Your dull destiny was long foretold
I’m looking at you through this broken mirror
All I see is loneliness and false happiness
Dimensions repel me from stepping closer
While your soul falls down the infernal abyss.
*Well well, here we are again
Gazing upon you as I revisit your brain
You haven’t changed since our last encounter
Well I had to see you again as we open this new chapter.*
May 31, 2015
May 31, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
I’ve got a mission
To reach the destination
I was destined to go on a journey,
A journey which is unreached by many,
This is the journey of my life.
I shall walk down the empty streets
Through the boulevards of broken dreams
To the successfully riches
This is the journey which takes years to reach,
The journey of my life.
This journey is not an adventure,
It is a mental journey through nature
With the care & support of my family and friends,
I believe I can complete it with love in my hands…
So journey with me
Let’s push forward…
There’s nothing to rewind,
In this journey through my mind.
May 30, 2015
May 30, 2015 at 4:54 PM UTC
I am who I am;
no one else.
I wonder who you are;
deep inside.
I hear the slamming of keys on a typewriter;
faster, faster.
I see beyond this dimension;
the Earth is minuscule.
I want excitement;
a strange bond by words.
I am stronger than I think.
I pretend my issues don't exist;
burry them in the caverns of my soul.
I feel the warmth of your caress;
my body pulsating with love.
I touch my hip bones;
wondering if they'll always be there.
I worry my life will be incomplete;
somehow stolen from under me.
I cry for the souls who fell short;
into the hands of a living death.
I am reincarnated.
I understand very little;
this is only the beginning.
I say nothing when I should say something;
silence is the only sound.
I dream of peace;
remove the panic.
I try everything;
nothing left undone, nothing left untouched.
I am who I am; no one else.
Jun 12, 2014
Jun 12, 2014 at 9:39 PM UTC