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Chapter 3 - next week Friday 8pm WAT
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I changed the name, I changed the faces. But the truth? The truth kept it's scares...
UNENDING CHAPTER TWO!
Chapter 3 - next week Friday 8pm WAT
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Sometimes I wonder
what it feels like to be missed
like your name leaves fingerprints on someone’s thoughts
even when you’re not there.
What does it feel like
to be the pause in someone’s sentence
the reason they stare at their phone a second longer
as if you might appear inside the light.
What does it feel like
to be kept softly
not out of habit
but out of something tender and unexplainable
like a secret the heart refuses to delete.
To be loved in a way that doesn’t behave
that forgets how to be careful
and still chooses you anyway
even with all your broken edges and quiet storms.
To be turned into poetry
without asking for it
written in late-night thoughts
folded into silence
kept like a song that never gets skipped.
To be someone’s gravity
not loud
just unavoidable.
Sometimes I ask
not because I expect an answer
but because there’s a quiet echo inside me
a room that never learned how to stop waiting.
And it still wonders
softly, stubbornly
what it feels like
to be loved so fully
that even the idea of leaving
doesn’t know how to exist. 🖤
don’t ask what i’m up to.
i’m lost in the same fog you’re in.
my heart’s throwing a tantrum,
pumping too loud, too much,
like it forgot how to be quiet.
and my head?
light. floating.
like my blood took a vacation
and forgot to send me the address.
— a girl, confused,
with too much pulse and not enough ground.
UNENDING - Friday 8pm WAT.
don’t ask what i’m up to.
i’m lost in the same fog you’re in.
my heart’s throwing a tantrum,
pumping too loud, too much,
like it forgot how to be quiet.
and my head?
light. floating.
like my blood took a vacation
and forgot to send me the address.
— a girl, confused,
with too much pulse and not enough ground.
UNENDING - Friday 8pm WAT.
Hunger doesn't scream. It whispers your name at 2AM when the fridge is empty.
UNENDING
you say i have low self esteem
like you invented the word
cute.
your diagnosis is just your shadow
projecting you in a room
with no windows.
i don’t archive your opinions.
i don’t collect coins
from people who mistake
Google links for brains
and noise for authority.
take it back.
carry it.
alright.
UNENDING - Day5/5
Friday 8pm WAT
quit staring at me like i’m the damage
say it. i’m gorgeous and you feel it in your teeth
relax. i don’t collect other women’s boys
he’s too small for the shadows i keep.
obviously 💅
do you ever feel love?
no.
i only feel the rot
that love leaves behind.
the 3am kind
where your chest is a locked room
and he’s not even haunting it anymore.
i don’t know soft.
i know the kind that tastes like ash
and sounds like a door
you stopped waiting for.
love isn’t warm to me.
it’s just grief
that learned how to smile
before it kills you.
UNENDING - Day 4/5
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B L O O D Y M A R Y
you asked if i existed
called me cold. called me dark.
oh shit. you forgot grave lol
you carved my name in black ice
but I'm rotted into your mirror veins
i wonder how hollow your life is
that my slow death became your worship
i am not your story
i am the mold growing on your soul
say my name three times
& watch your reflection bury you
UNENDING - Day 3/5
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Newsflash: Guilt is louder than any shout!
I could ask
I should ask
But my throat closes around "mum the fees..."
Because what if I'm already too much?
what if love came with a receipt and mine is over due?
UNENDING - 3/5 days
Friday 8pm WAT
You call it weird. I call it survival. My mind glitches when yours flatlines. Watch me bleed ink they can't comprehend.
Day 1/5 till the chapter 1 of UNENDING
Friday 8pm WAT
They say every life has chapters. Mine had one long sentence with no full stop. Unending... Friday 8pm WAT
the way ive been both of these in the last few weeks.
I want my heart to be ripped out so that I can no longer feel this heaviness and sadness that has darkened my heart.
It really sucks
They say every life has chapters. Mine had one long sentence with no full stop. Unending... Friday 8pm WAT