a thousand apologies more will not
make spoken words unheard

You acted in the best way you were capable of in that moment. Allow yourself to be at peace with this. Release doubt and welcome faith🥀.
                -diksha dhiman

When I was a child,
I was taught poetry wasn't mild,
It was deep as the sea,
And it seemed truly unachievable for me.
I was taught poetry had to rhyme,
Every single line, every single time.
So poetry seemed out of my reach,
Like chasing a seagull down a beach,
Jumping ever so slightly away,
Or soaring into the sunny day.

So I never thrived for what I thought would,
No, Could
Never be.

I guess now I'm fixing the mistakes of past me.

White dots,
Limp limbs,
Pooled blood,
Lost heart.

You told me
"You could do better."
But all I could think of was
"Why would I?"

‘i don't know who u are anymore'
i don’t either

Sometimes I'll write a poem here
and think it's my best ever
but then the very next day, oh dear
it's in the trash forever

“Social media is taking over our lives,”
she tweeted angrily.