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to the young who want to die by gwendolyn brooks
Ariel Day, from a poem titled "Games," featured in Black Roses: Poems about Love, Heartbreak, Mental Health, Self Love
“I want to say somewhere: I’ve tried to be forgiving. And yet there were times in my life, whole years, when anger got the better of me. Ugliness turned me inside out. There was a certain satisfaction in bitterness. I courted it. It was standing outside, and I invited it in.”
— Nicole Krauss, Great House
“I lost myself trying to please everyone else. Now I’m losing everyone while I’m finding myself.”
— Unknown
“If you break someone and they still wish you the best, you’ve lost the greatest thing for you”
— Unknown
Let it hurt
You said you’d never disappear.
You disappeared.
No goodbye.
No reckoning.
Just silence where my name used to live.
One night it was forever.
The next, I was a draft you deleted.
I keep replaying it —
the way you held me,
the way you said home
like it meant something permanent.
Was it real?
Because it felt real enough
to build my heart around.
I would have stayed.
I would have fought.
You chose quiet.
And I’m left holding
all the love
with nowhere to put it.
Credits belong to owner x
Photo by Krista Mangulsone
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– Jackie Wang