Tammy Le

wild horse

you wanted to tame me put blinders on my eyes chained me, called me by new names. you wanted me to change not my improved self but someone you can manage. well, now, I break free like a wild horse escaped from a racing field. now I run for myself not for anyone else. t.l.

read my mind

what to write what to write if only you could read my mind say things I’m about to say hold me when I tell you to stay away. t.l. I’m so used to saying the opposite now I don’t know which one is real.

Ready to leave

I’m always ready to leave I couldn’t stay long enough for them to see the worst in me. t.l. they would leave me then.

Tolerant

I tolerate but that doesn’t mean you can take me for a fool. t.l. I need to learn how to say no

Sand and the sea

If all my miseries were white sand, and you were the sea. every time you came to wash away all that melancholy I was happy, I was drown in your blue trapped in our drama, in you. everything looks better underwater but we both know the sadness never disappeared. and every time you left, IContinue reading “Sand and the sea”

Autonomy

did you lose a limb after loving her or him? now it’s time to grow back those arms you lost, to regenerate into a new self. it might take a few months or a few years, but you know you’ll get there in the end. it’s hard to pull yourself up from the underground butContinue reading “Autonomy”

Care

The closest thing to being cared for is to care for someone else. Carson McCullers I’ve been thinking about what “caring” really means. Best friends said they care, family members said they care, lovers said they care, doctors said they care, even the kidnappers said they care. But I have just realised, how much does oneContinue reading “Care”

Day 6

I’m fine I’m fine I’m fine. t.l. when will this end?

Sad songs

isn’t it ironic that we sang those heartbreaking songs when we’re still together? isn’t it so wrong to love something so melancholy, so damaging? they didn’t mean nothing our love is strong and we, we can overcome anything … now without you, every song sounds like a goodbye howl. t.l.

In denial

The thoughts of losing you is too much to handle it was like a thousand needles spearing through my heart I can’t concentrate my blood is boiling and it feels like I’m constantly jumping through fire that’s why every grief cycle always starts with denial stage we will keep lying to ourselves until our heartContinue reading “In denial”