idk what this is
maybe a drawer
maybe a backup brain
but i dumped a lot here
and some of it was supposed to stay unsaid
it’s mostly just…
lonely nights,
stuff i never sent,
the kind of thoughts that don’t sound normal out loud
→ poem — when i tried to shape it
→ mind noise — when i couldn’t
→ notes i never sent — you’ll get it
→ the drawer — for you, if you want
→ the quiet pile — it’s all still here
if you get it, you get it.
if you don’t, that’s okay.
this was never for everyone.
— R














