I open my eyes and see the lightthe day born anew with the same nightthe sky is blue, but I still have to fightand I no longer try to make something rightwhat is already broken cannot be fixedthere is nothing such as a magical pill for the sickI know it now to help me feelContinue reading “Of Brokenness and Beauty”
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A Story Untold in Search of the Rainbow
there is a river at the corner of my eyesstreaming endlessly down my facemy brain has grown immune to lieswhenever I say I am fine, it’s a wasted gracewhat has already been lost cannot be replaced there is a raging war in my head I cannot fighta familiar storm that grips my chest tightthe darkContinue reading “A Story Untold in Search of the Rainbow”
Made a Peace From Pieces that Are Remained
I used to cling to the memoriesbefore I learned they did not define mebut I couldn’t take them off easilylike a coat, it’s wrapped around my bodylike my past, it’s always followed memy future seems distant and blurrysome of the memories are bad and hurtmade me want to run away frombut I feel like IContinue reading “Made a Peace From Pieces that Are Remained”
How Being at the Peak of Crisis Feels Like
as foolish as it soundsI am here but want to be foundwhatever I am trying to run fromit is inside me in a different forma familiar twist wrecking storm as strange as it soundsthe will within me slowly withdrawnit is easier to let myself drownall the things that made me downkeep my eyes wide awakeContinue reading “How Being at the Peak of Crisis Feels Like”
A Story About A Broken Girl
she has red eyes at nightthe result of battles she cannot fightalthough she turns on the lightbut inside her head still darkshe has lost all the sparks alcohol does not excite her anymorethe world has collapsed her on the flooreverything around her blending in the stormthe only thing she can see is the blue ceilingthatContinue reading “A Story About A Broken Girl”
Perpetual Pitch-Black Circle
I open my eyes with a heavy sighand again, I failed to empty my mindI go to the rooftop to see the sunshinetry to clarify what is inside my chestfor a moment, I just want to think lessbut the sky is full of grey cloudsthere is no slightest blue at sightwhile my heart is gettingContinue reading “Perpetual Pitch-Black Circle”
she was fine
every day she looks out the windowthinking how to get through tomorrowwhen she has lingering sorrowcombine with the clouds that followwherever the places she goes she used to like the rainnow she sees it through the windowpanewhen it is pouring, the drops become painmemories are the things that remainand she drowns herself again for her,Continue reading “she was fine”
The Melancholia Weights Within Me
it has been days when I stayed in bedbecause somehow I keep feeling sadthose sadness has made my eyes redand I feel there is a storm in my headI could not explain it to mom and dadmom offers me go to therapy insteadbut I have no energy to face what is inside I am tiredContinue reading “The Melancholia Weights Within Me”
A Helpless Witness
she has somethingthat she tries to avoidbut she can’t wash away the feelingthat she’ll always have the voidshe has a problem with balancingbut very good at pretendingI thought she always knewwhat she has been doingturns out she has no cluejust like everyone else she has low serotoninmixed with the lack of dopaminemade her difficult toContinue reading “A Helpless Witness”
Strange(r at) Home
I can’t close my eyes to get restI’ve disturbed with stones in my chestmy mind could never be thinking lessand my dreams turn into nightmares I see my surrounding insteadwhile I’m paralysing on bedthis house doesn’t feel like homeI’ve tried but I couldn’t make it like home it’s like there is something missingwhether inside meContinue reading “Strange(r at) Home”
Notes From Feelings 