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What do I tell the moon?

Of the things I keep buried in my heart,

Or the secrets inked into my diary’s worn pages?

Should I ask it for its bravery—

How it chooses to be alone in the vastness of space?

Or should I beg for its magic—

The way it disappears, only to return brighter than before?

Maybe I could whisper how much I long to reach it.

Maybe I could lose myself just watching it,

Letting silence speak where words can’t.

Sometimes, all you need is the moon’s light

To remember how to forget your pain.

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Dear me,

I know how tired you are.

Tired of proving yourself.

Tired of feeling unseen.

Tired of hoping someone will finally say “I’m proud of you” and mean it.

But I see you.

And I know something they forgot to tell you:

You’re not failing — you’re surviving.

And somehow, even through disappointment and pain, you’ve kept your softness.

There is nothing wrong with you for needing time.

For wanting kindness.

For wishing someone had just let you be you.

But hear me now:

You don’t need permission to heal.

You don’t need approval to grow.

You can rewrite the voice in your head.

You can begin again — slowly, messily, bravely.

You are not a disappointment.

You are a story still being written.

And the girl who feels lost right now?

One day she’ll look back and say:

“Even in silence, I was becoming.”

Take your time. I’ll be with you at every step.

With love, always —

The version of you who believes you’ll bloom.

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wounds invisible

scars faded

pain forgotten

but the trauma residue,

that phantom fear

its stuck ….

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Some days, I catch myself holding onto habits or routines…

It’s strange — going through the motions, even when they feel different.

Sometimes I forget why I started.

Sometimes it feels like I’m just trying to keep a part of me from slipping away.

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feeling restless

like something around me trying to make its presence known

something whispering in my ears the things I don’t know

like everythings a mirage and faded

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in a trance

motion pictures

i am forgetting

yet remembering

the best and the worst

-amaranthinemysty

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“be who you are.”

“do what you love.”

“we support you.”

that’s what they said.

but when I try ,

when I choose what I love ,

when I prioritize myself —

they have a hundred reasons to stop me.

and when I bring a thousand to fight back,

they draw their final card:

guilt.

emotional blackmail.

tragic endings.

visions of disappointment,

of ruin,

of being the villain in their story.

what do you want from me?

or to obey?

to live?

because there are no two ‘me’ s

— amaranthinemysty

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my words?

just punchlines to you.

my actions—clumsy comedy.

my thoughts, my anxiety?

a script for your laughter.

you never noticed

that every joke you made

was carving something out of me.