Good enough

Engulfed in everchanging griefmy beloved shadow daysseem to fearmy sorrow belongsto a homeless mindwhere light entersfrom a pigeon holeand the sudden weightof my existencefalls on my shoulderswind whispers in my earmy deepest fearthat I have never been'good enough'.

Final goodbye

I can't believe last monthyou were enjoying birthday cakenow you are a photohung on a wall.Are you watching over us?We weren't readyfor you to leave us so quietlyI still feel your aurawhenever I cross your room.Your last words to mewere muffled yet Ican't stop wonderingwhat you were sayingI bet nobody ever knowswhich goodbye is the …

Happy for you

Gleaming eyes another good news say it out loud I hear you. No there's nothing I wouldn't do to see you smile. But there are things that you don't know and I don't intend to lessen the sparkle of your moment that you have earned. It's well deserved but not everybody gets what they deserve. …

Run

Everything seems blurred you just received a blow right on your face the world seems to have ended. Taste the ground pause and reflect take your time to cry everything takes time at times time isn't fair. Once close to a breakthrough now you need a break. When a lot was at stake you learned …

Quarter-life crisis

What if my life turns into an example of how not to live? Do I succumb to my fears or face them head on? I hate how seasons just pass me by but I can't live somewhere I don't get to experience them. Nobody gets younger birthdays keep adding numbers that I am afraid of …

Hibernation

If only life had hand breaks I wouldn't envy bears. Sometimes I wish it would all stop maybe for a little while. I can't breathe enough not like I need more air but when no amount of time or space fails to choke me, I only wish I could leave. "Hang in there just a …

While the winter lasts

While the quiet lasts I wish to ask you to stay and hear this silence as the plants struggle to grow and the tattered leaves at the apex of the trees get swayed by cold winds. As a kid I wanted to hold on to everything forever keep everyone. Now I just like to keep …

Winter

The way your palm swings in the cold air as you walk past me it's almost intentional else you don't know it's almost cinematic the way I see it in slo-mo. Midday nostalgia unreasonably blue it's cold but it's poetic the colorless painting it's funny but it's art the lifeless plants between my diary pages. …

They will forget

You were hurting you were bleeding on the floor everytime you doubted your self-worth, I saw you there bathing in cold sweat scared if you will ever make it. I saw you there questioning life but I believed in you. If I would have known they will forget that excruciating picture I would have warned …

Done trying

Photo by Julia Volk on Pexels.com I often ask myself why is it so hard to love myself? All the self-love talk does not sit right with me. Have I ever loved myself? I don't think so. In fact, a part of me always believed I am not likeable too sensitive for the world too …