Bree17

4d

Brandi

Acquaintance

I hate when they say,
“ Now, you truly look happy!”
You never saw me then

#acuaintance #happy #sad #lonely

5d

Indigo Maroon

Paper and other things

Paper
A confider
A confinement
A trap
A relief
Beautiful
Noise
Silence
Screaming
Gasping for breath
Sitting quietly on a page
Flutters in the wind
So much, on so little
Tell it your secrets
It won't betray you
It won’t comfort you
Share with the world
Anonymous, if you want
It wont tell
It will be silent
Heartbreak, relief, sadness, love
On a weightless page
An airplane
A boat
A butterfly
paper

5d

Indigo Maroon

To be human

I wonder what it feels like
to be
human.
Something I have never been and will
never
be.
I wonder what it is like to have a
soul.
Certainly everything must be better when you're human,
right?
Humans look out for each other,
right?
I have never felt like a
monster.
But I know I must be, because people always
told me
I was.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally deserve
to live.
Maybe, if I was human, I would finally belong, and no one would
hate me
anymore.
My family says to keep it all
inside.
They say humans are the true
monsters.
But that can't be true.
Can it?

Written from the perspective of one of my paras (Necare) when he was young.

#para #human #monster #madd #maladaptivedaydreamer #daydreamer #daydream #perspective #trauma

5d

Indigo Maroon

Counting

One,
two, three,
Steps as I
Pace across the
Hard, tile hall-way
Making sure to keep beat.
My feet thud softly in step
with the music in my earbuds.
My hands whirl with the music quickly.
People are staring, but I don't notice,
Because I am not pacing inside my head.
In my brain, I am somewhere different and safe.
I'm not pacing with the music; I AM the music.
It seeps inside every part of my soul, heart, and being.
I grin with pure excitement as I spin in another world.

I used to love haikus. Yeah, because they were easy and quick and small. But mostly because I loved counting the syllables. Now, haikus aren't really my thing. But I still love counting syllables. So I thought maybe this would be more up my alley. Count the syllables as you read. It's fun!

#syllables #counting #pacing #music #maladaptivedaydreaming #daydreamer #madd

6d

Syafie R

Siren

It calls, sharp as a crack in the sky— 
is it a hand reaching to lift me,  or my own voice,  drowning in its own echo? 
The wound hums with the weight of rescue,  but I wonder if I’ve always been 
the one to pull myself under.

#siren #echo #rescue #selfdiscovery #innerstruggle #vulnerability #selfreflection #existential #identity #poetry

6d

ȧ ų ǥ ų ṣ ⱦ

dreams I

why must we be
limited
by this creature
we call home?

why do we have to
settle for what
this can do?

why must we go through
so
much
to feel happy?

why do we have to
exist
at all?

why can't we just
go and live
in our dreams?

why do we have to
wake up?

why can't we keep
dreaming?

body dysphoria getting worse :)

#dysphoria #dysmorphia #suicide #dreams #help

6d

Immortality

Unconditional

To be a star,
you must burn.

To be a flower,
you must blossom.

To be art,
you must be created.

To be music,
you must be played.

To be a river,
you must flow.

But to be a lover,
you may not be loved.

I think love should never be conditional...

I’m not perfect, and maybe I’m the most complicated and imperfect girl.
Anddd... a lot of people dislike me and give sarcastic comment for that, buttttt.... my parents and siblings love me unconditionally <3...I thank God every day for it.
It's not about quantity of people, but quality of love, for me..... hehehe..... :)

Remember,
You are never alone; there’s always someone with you.
Maybe it’s just you who are too focused on what's in front of you and haven’t noticed the one standing beside you.

#family #love #unconditional #imperfection #god #life #path #alone #complicated #start