sometimes when you’re stuck inside for too long, you think it’s the only reality that there’s no way out. you get used to it learn how to breathe under water bleed yourself so you’d become lighter cross your heart and swear “forever”. and then you got out into a world where there were millions andContinue reading “worthy”
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love
What is worse suffering while being in love or protecting oneself from getting hurt and spending eternity alone? t.l.
We are who we are
I don’t know what’s worse: to not know what you are and be happy, or to become what you’ve always wanted to be, and feel alone. Daniel Keyes – Flowers for Algernon Isn’t it obvious that we are everything and nothing at all? that who we are today isn’t who we will be tomorrow thatContinue reading “We are who we are”
I love you
I’m sorry for crying for waking up wanting to die for carrying this weight day and night. I’m sorry for disliking you and trying to free myself from the words they told you for thinking life is cruel and that’s why I have to be cruel to you. I’m sorry. I love you. And IContinue reading “I love you”
Escaped bird that came back home
Update on the bird escape incident. One lovebird managed to find its way home. I’m so glad she’s safe. Poor thing was starving, the first thing she did when she’s back in her cage was eating as much as she could. I don’t know if her friends are still out there or if they madeContinue reading “Escaped bird that came back home”
A perfect song
I am both the relaxing piano chords and the intense electronic beats. I am both the tiny waves that brushes against your ankle, and the tsunami that drowns the whole village. I come in gently but I can mess up your world if I needed to be. t.l.
Cage
My dad has been letting our lovebirds outside. First, it was near their cage. Then, it was in a sealed room. Then, he let them outside. Told us he was right, they came back. They always come back you see. Today he left them outside in the garden. They left. All of them. They’re stuckContinue reading “Cage”
Smile
It’s okay to be mad to want to throw yourself off a cliff and then pick all the pieces together and smile again. t.l. Did you catch yourself trying a natural smile in the mirror?
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.
Tsunami of Words 