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yellow! kindly check my wattpad account. iâve published 1 poetry book so far. itâs called âthoughts in the galaxyâ thanks :)
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MY TIME
iâm not hoping but maybe one day
someone would come and kill the poet in me
someone who wouldnât let me feel sad and alone
someone who would always make me smile
someone who wouldnât let my heart break
someone who wouldnât give me reasons to lose faith in the world and in the people in it
someone who would take away my darkest thoughts
someone who wouldnât let my pen bleed on my paper with the words that run in my head all the time
someone who would take away my sorrows
someone who would make me the worst poet
because i write about tragedies
i write about betrayal
i write about dishonesty
i write about lies
and i write about all the things that made me believe that love is just a waste of time
until then
i will continue writing
so bear with me
and just read on
STIGMA
it haunts me like a predator
ready to strike and attack whenever i let my guard down
itâs something i can never escape from
itâs something thatâs written on my name
itâs something that people always choose to see
itâs something that i created
and now itâs killing me
EMPTY
i was about to write what i feel
but i have been staring at this blank space for hours now
and i couldnât think of anything to write
until i realized that the empty space says it all
i feel empty
THEY DONâT LOOK BACK
people leave
they always do
no matter how much you want them to stay
they would still walk away
you would just get used to see them turn their back on you
and you would just close your eyes so tight
so tight and yet it would still hurt
it hurts to see them walk out the door
and you know whatâs even more painful?
they donât look back
they just leave
MOMENTS
that moment when you awkwardly smiled at me and said goodbye
that moment when i felt each butterfly in my stomach slowly died
that moment when even the touch of the wind felt like needles pinning in my skin
that moment when i tried to hold my tears back and slowly grinned
that moment when you held my hand and i knew it was the last
that moment when i wished the hands of time wouldnât run so fast
that moment when i remembered all the things you and i used to say
that moment when i tried so hard to think why things between us would end that way
that moment when i tried to stop myself from crying and silently counted âone, two, three...â
that moment when i tried my best to simply whisper âfourâ but then my tears betrayed me
that moment when i realized that a couple of steps distance could actually feel like a million miles away
that moment when you turned your back even when you knew that beside you was the only place iâd like to stay
that moment when i started to step my foot and walk back home alone
that moment when i was walking the wrong direction because i knew that âyouâ were my âhomeâ
something in that moment has changed and i knew
iâd never love anyone the same way that i loved you
REFLECTION
i saw a very lonely man this morning
God, he looked empty
with the way he sighed
and with the look in his eyes
i could tell that what heâs going through wasnât easy
he looked like he didnât have enough reason to smile
and to look at the world differently
i thought to myself âhow poor can he be?â
it wasnât too long until it hit me
i was staring in the mirror
and the man was me
People leave. They always do. No matter how much you want them to stay, they will still walk away. You will just get used to see them turn their back on you. And you will just close your eyes so tight. So tight and yet it still hurts. It hurts to see them walk out the door. And you know whatâs even more painful? They donât look back. They just leave.
I'm taking my time
Iâm not hoping but maybe one day someone would come and kill the poet in me Someone who wouldnât let me feel sad and alone Someone who would always make me smile Someone who wouldnât let my heart break Someone who wouldnât give me reasons to lose faith in the world and the people in it Someone who would take away my darkest thoughts Someone who wouldnât let my pen bleed on my paper with the words that run in my head all the time Someone who would take away my sorrows Someone who would make me the worst poet Because I write about tragedies I write about betrayal I write about dishonesty I write about lies And I write about all the things that made me believe that love is just a waste of time Until then, Iâll continue writing So bear with me and just read on
when even smiling
doesnât hide the pain anymore
Only the truth can give you absolute freedom
You know who you were. You know who are. You know what you did. You know what you're doing. You know where you went and you know where you're going. And with all the strength you can muster, you may fly like a bird now, dear child. Fly like a bird đ¤
you turned out to be
everything you said you're not and that is the saddest part
"Until then I'll smile and hide th truth that I know I was happier with you."
We are captains of sinking vessels Languid souls trudging like river stones As hearts be sprinkled - ashes from bones May love guide us so, and find our way home.
this year is slowly being too much the weather is too hot my body hurts a lot my heart is filled with tears oh god - iâd like to skip these years
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