“1h rồi, Thanh ngủ đi” – it’s 1am, go to sleep Thanh. sometimes a simple sentence can give you all the emotions at once it makes your body melt, scatter around in pieces waiting to be put together again. when your emotional train has left the station and the depressive thoughts came crushing down likeContinue reading “1am”
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accepting
someone said i am the accepting type it’s better to be quiet and stare at the tiles agreeing with what they said than to challenge them with heated words to tell them things you didn’t mean to be angry, and lose it before the glass hits the floor i’m good like that accepting my fateContinue reading “accepting”
quiet
your body shaken when you sleep everything is still, like a piece of exam paper, i feel the air moving around me, so intensely so thick, it could swallow me people are laughing on the streets the ones staying on the upper level are home i turn to kiss you goodnight you were right, there’sContinue reading “quiet”
happy fucking new year
i feel like my time is near every year, when the fireworks shot up across the dark sky and people were cheering drinking, kissing, wishing, hoping “New year. New me” and once again, i felt like my time is running out. i felt a deeper misery a subtle emptiness, a desire to disappear it’s likeContinue reading “happy fucking new year”
tiny rocks
unfinished poem i don’t know what to say when i wanted to die it’s so easy to fake a smile practice it until you perfected it i smiled behind my mask so i could do the same in front of them the sky is on fire i wanted to jump out of the moving carContinue reading “tiny rocks”
Dust
loneliness as if two trains are running straight towards each other and then, there’s nothing nothing at all no colliding, no sound, no music my mind is empty although i am breathing i feel like crying i feel nothingness so strongly it begins to look like shapes dark energy, dark matter the cats can’t fillContinue reading “Dust”
wishful thinking
i wish i was well-spoken that i could tell the world about myself without laughing at the things i couldn’t say i wish i was more brave, more patient that i didn’t wait out the storm but set sail and move myself away from the trouble i wish i was better at being myself withoutContinue reading “wishful thinking”
tricks
my poems are all wrong i’m often sad for no reason and no matter how much i looked at the Sun i didn’t absorb its brightness instead i got blinded by people’s positivity every day i got up and prepared for a fight when i wanted to cry i just practiced smiling instead my mumContinue reading “tricks”
Mannequin
someone told you that you need to be more organized more logical, put things in priority settings get your life together but, without the messy thoughts without the uncomfortable feelings of not knowing how to feel without the self-doubt and the insecurity you won’t be you anymore you’d be a put together mannequin always smilingContinue reading “Mannequin”
4 p.m. ride to feel alive
the sun was hiding behind that skyscraper as you were slowly forgetting how to be happy it was the 4pm ride to the other side of town the wind was playing that sound through your earphones again white noise, somehow soothingly it was a while since you were out catching sunsets you felt something liftContinue reading “4 p.m. ride to feel alive”
Tsunami of Words 