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”
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 Positive Affirmation Injection
I always think there will be a tomorrowalthough I have drowned in sorrowwith a shattered heart that feels hollowhave no clues where I can borrowthe time when I need a moment to slow—down my breath and match my step to followthe world’s change that I could never knowbut I always think there is a tomorrowContinue reading “A Positive Affirmation Injection”
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”
Heartbreak Company
standing alone on the balconythe air that I breathe feels heavyor maybe it is the worry inside meor the burden that I always carrywhat is in my head killing me slowlyfrom the distance, this city looks prettybut, everything seems dull to me above me, there is a wide black seathe dark makes the light difficultContinue reading “Heartbreak Company”
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 Habit
every morning when I wake upthe sun already up in the centre of the skybut it seems the bed glued me to stayI keep thinking will I be okay todaywill this day be easy to get throughor it will be another day with the blues through a screen, I can see everyonebeing happy made meContinue reading “A Habit”
Notes From Feelings 