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”
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Maybe
Maybe it’s not too bad Maybe it’s what you’ve wanted Maybe you’re overthinking Maybe you should be happy Maybe this time it will be different Maybe you’re just a spoiled little brat Maybe you should just go for a run Maybe you’re too oversensitive Maybe it’s always you that is the problem Maybe you shouldContinue reading “Maybe”
i want it all to stop
it’s all coming back the sleepless nights the crying in the middle of the day the “i can’t do anything right” the getting so lost in my damn mind the wanting to die the run-away the anxious performer the faking a smile the “i am fine” the “what i am doing here?” the tears thatContinue reading “i want it all to stop”
sorry
i am not sorry for being oversensitive i am not putting shame on me for reacting so dramatically i am not sorry for being apologetic i am not sorry for being me. t.l.
forgetful
you’re so forgetful you forgot where you put your keys forgot to turn off the tv forgot where you kept the money forgot what we promised forgot the dates, the hours, the priorities and lastly, it was me. t.l.
hiding
do you ever feel like when things are up in the sky you know you’re hiding something deep down in the hollowed cave the only truth that isn’t hard to say that you are incapable of staying happy you’re constantly scared of living always on the verge of crying when did you get so goodContinue reading “hiding”
loved by you
come on closer hear the words stumbling out of my tied tongue i sleep on clouds and strangled myself for fun it might take me months to say this, but i wanted to love someone like you i wasn’t worthy but i can be worthy now, i can try to be i will stay ifContinue reading “loved by you”
happy
i want to let myself be happy but what if i could only feel at peace when i’m sad and miserable i wanted to be stronger but i can’t even finish this sentence. t.l.
respect
who do you want to identify yourself with a writer? a songwriter? a lover? or a person who are respected by society but not for themselves? t.l.
the wrong things
the things i traded for a supposedly ‘dream job‘ are getting bigger , heavier they laid on top of me while i sleep reminded me why i was here in the first place that i got stressed, angry, numb and boring working for the wrong jobs, pleasing the wrong people i wanna stop caring forContinue reading “the wrong things”
Tsunami of Words 