We'll be okay
Does anxiety knocks your door too,
Constantly trying to get in?
When you think you were doing fine,
But it interrupts all your healing.
Though you try to stay calm,
And push the anxiety away,
But then overthinking joins in,
Ruining all that you started in a new way.
Then you're lying on the ground,
Panicking, just trying to breathe,
Thinking "I was becoming a better self,
But I'll always stay a mess, I believe."
Trust me, it all gets better,
Don't listen to the voices inside your head,
Take your time, you'll be alright,
If you don't know it yet,
You're trying your best.
Does anxiety knocks your door too,
Constantly trying to get in?
When you think you were doing fine,
But it interrupts all your healing.
Though you try to stay calm,
And push the anxiety away,
But then overthinking joins in,
Ruining all that you started in a new way.
Then you're lying on the ground,
Panicking, just trying to breathe,
Thinking "I was becoming a better self,
But I'll always stay a mess, I believe."
Trust me, it all gets better,
Don't listen to the voices inside your head,
Take your time, you'll be alright,
If you don't know it yet,
You're trying your best.
❤29👍3
Oh but it takes a small step
to make someone's day,
Just a little question on the
busy street, ' Hey, are you okay?'
Just a small gesture, like
'I was thinking about you today.'
Or maybe just a hug, a smile, or a
'I'm here to listen what you've got to say.'
Yeah, it's true that we're all caught up,
In our own worlds, our own hell,
But we don't know who's suffering,
Who's standing strong, and who's barely well !
Why turn our backs to them,
When it takes just a little,
And a bit of time is all we've got,
Why waste a chance to help someone heal,
Why risk losing someone you loved a lot?
#daretocare
to make someone's day,
Just a little question on the
busy street, ' Hey, are you okay?'
Just a small gesture, like
'I was thinking about you today.'
Or maybe just a hug, a smile, or a
'I'm here to listen what you've got to say.'
Yeah, it's true that we're all caught up,
In our own worlds, our own hell,
But we don't know who's suffering,
Who's standing strong, and who's barely well !
Why turn our backs to them,
When it takes just a little,
And a bit of time is all we've got,
Why waste a chance to help someone heal,
Why risk losing someone you loved a lot?
#daretocare
❤21👍1
Winter Blues
The nights are silent, lonely and cold,
I can feel no more, the heart of gold,
Storm of questions, rising every now and then,
Where did I go wrong, to end up being hurt again?
When loneliness creeps from within,
Each mistake feels like a sin,
When you're hurt and crumpled in your bed,
Words caught in the throat are left unsaid.
Every old scar starts to burn again,
Endless doubts, heavy clouds, driving me insane,
All the voices in my head, bringing me down,
I'm bleeding through ink, till I finally drown.
#fiction
The nights are silent, lonely and cold,
I can feel no more, the heart of gold,
Storm of questions, rising every now and then,
Where did I go wrong, to end up being hurt again?
When loneliness creeps from within,
Each mistake feels like a sin,
When you're hurt and crumpled in your bed,
Words caught in the throat are left unsaid.
Every old scar starts to burn again,
Endless doubts, heavy clouds, driving me insane,
All the voices in my head, bringing me down,
I'm bleeding through ink, till I finally drown.
#fiction
❤22👏2
Doubt
Hey! Are you fine?
Are you sure, or are you lying?
Oh alright, I've been trying,
To hold my ground and
Not end up crying.
Nah well, everything is alright,
It's just me, who doubts even the right.
I doubt a lot, about everything,
That's been thought,
About what I said, what I should've said,
And what I did not.
I doubt constantly, so much that
It starts to burn within,
I can hear the voice inside,
Until the words sink into the skin.
I'm sorry, but I doubt you too sometimes,
Do you actually like me,
Or you've been pretending for a while?
Are you lying when you say,
I haven't hurt you in anyway,
I doubt what if my actions, words and silence didn't,
But my thoughts may?
I do trust you,
But I just doubt myself too much,
And can't get to accept
That I might just be enough.
This isn't to bring up one's insecurities,
But to let you know,
No one is perfect,
Just don't let your doubts
sink to your soul.
Hey! Are you fine?
Are you sure, or are you lying?
Oh alright, I've been trying,
To hold my ground and
Not end up crying.
Nah well, everything is alright,
It's just me, who doubts even the right.
I doubt a lot, about everything,
That's been thought,
About what I said, what I should've said,
And what I did not.
I doubt constantly, so much that
It starts to burn within,
I can hear the voice inside,
Until the words sink into the skin.
I'm sorry, but I doubt you too sometimes,
Do you actually like me,
Or you've been pretending for a while?
Are you lying when you say,
I haven't hurt you in anyway,
I doubt what if my actions, words and silence didn't,
But my thoughts may?
I do trust you,
But I just doubt myself too much,
And can't get to accept
That I might just be enough.
This isn't to bring up one's insecurities,
But to let you know,
No one is perfect,
Just don't let your doubts
sink to your soul.
❤13😢1
Holding On
I had a habit of holding on to things,
But sometimes it wasn't worth the pain,
I thought if I get them loose,
I'll be lost too, and wouldn't be the same.
But not everyone is meant to stay and last long,
Some just arrive to teach us and we need to move on,
And not everything lost is a loss,
Coz if every loss was to be acknowledged,
the world would come to a stop.
So I hold on to nothing now, and let myself free,
Just like a message in a bottle, drifting in the sea,
I folded all my anxieties turning them so small,
Even if they still lay in my head,
They filled nothing at all.
Tied all my problems to a feather,
And let the wind carry them away,
Let go of the things that I thought of as mountains,
But were the pebbles in my way.
#from_the_drafts
I had a habit of holding on to things,
But sometimes it wasn't worth the pain,
I thought if I get them loose,
I'll be lost too, and wouldn't be the same.
But not everyone is meant to stay and last long,
Some just arrive to teach us and we need to move on,
And not everything lost is a loss,
Coz if every loss was to be acknowledged,
the world would come to a stop.
So I hold on to nothing now, and let myself free,
Just like a message in a bottle, drifting in the sea,
I folded all my anxieties turning them so small,
Even if they still lay in my head,
They filled nothing at all.
Tied all my problems to a feather,
And let the wind carry them away,
Let go of the things that I thought of as mountains,
But were the pebbles in my way.
#from_the_drafts
❤8👍3👏2
No One Noticed
I changed, from the vibrant sunset hues,
To clear blue skies,
From keeping my emotions at the lid of my eyes,
To hiding them behind a thousand lies.
I'm no longer the hope,
The sunshine you once believed,
I'm unknown of what I hold within,
Just like the sea.
I don't wish to let my scars
and storms out,
For everyone to see,
I believe they're meant to be left alone,
Just like me.
I don't wish to be desired any longer,
Coz I have nothing left to offer,
I've even lost traces of who I am,
I feel like a story written by unknown hands.
Don't worry,
To you, I'll seem the same,
The same old face, with the same name,
But if you'd notice, you might catch the difference,
In my smile or in my eyes,
Only if I'm careless enough
To let my gaurds down for a while.
So I'll hide, for my own sake,
Till the time it feels right,
It may hurt me, but I'd have to abide,
But I might bend and let you in,
If you feel like someone I was before,
The person, I wish I could have loved more.
I changed, from the vibrant sunset hues,
To clear blue skies,
From keeping my emotions at the lid of my eyes,
To hiding them behind a thousand lies.
I'm no longer the hope,
The sunshine you once believed,
I'm unknown of what I hold within,
Just like the sea.
I don't wish to let my scars
and storms out,
For everyone to see,
I believe they're meant to be left alone,
Just like me.
I don't wish to be desired any longer,
Coz I have nothing left to offer,
I've even lost traces of who I am,
I feel like a story written by unknown hands.
Don't worry,
To you, I'll seem the same,
The same old face, with the same name,
But if you'd notice, you might catch the difference,
In my smile or in my eyes,
Only if I'm careless enough
To let my gaurds down for a while.
So I'll hide, for my own sake,
Till the time it feels right,
It may hurt me, but I'd have to abide,
But I might bend and let you in,
If you feel like someone I was before,
The person, I wish I could have loved more.
🔥5❤3👍1👏1
Missing You
The nights feel colder and
the wind echoes your absence,
Days longer, air quieter,
nothing seems to make sense,
My thoughts consumed,
thinking of our time
that slipped through my fingers,
Hoping to find you in every face I see,
my gaze often lingers.
In any moment I find happiness,
I wish I could share it with you,
It always ends with you,
anywhere I look at or anything I do.
You whisper in my dreams
when quiet takes hold,
You lay in everything I quote,
Even the ones that are left untold.
Each day, the reminders of you
make me feel more alive,
It's the ache of your longing
that tells me love could be this naive.
The nights feel colder and
the wind echoes your absence,
Days longer, air quieter,
nothing seems to make sense,
My thoughts consumed,
thinking of our time
that slipped through my fingers,
Hoping to find you in every face I see,
my gaze often lingers.
In any moment I find happiness,
I wish I could share it with you,
It always ends with you,
anywhere I look at or anything I do.
You whisper in my dreams
when quiet takes hold,
You lay in everything I quote,
Even the ones that are left untold.
Each day, the reminders of you
make me feel more alive,
It's the ache of your longing
that tells me love could be this naive.
❤9🔥2👏2
Another day passed by,
And I'm still stuck on my past,
I know it has already ended,
But in my head, it still lasts.
I spend my hours grieving
Over the loss of person I used to be,
Though the events don't change really,
By crying over them, if you see.
I sit and wonder over it again,
About how different things would have been
If I would have behaved differently then,
Like been a bit softer or maybe more mean.
Then I lose myself in those tales,
And find myself crying over and over again,
Till the nauseating wave of exhaustion hits,
Letting the voices in my head drive me insane.
Sometimes I'm as chaotic as a storm,
Trying to fight the deafening silence that ruins me within,
Desperately wanting to end it all, and be a calm person,
That I've always tried to become,
But have never been.
And I'm still stuck on my past,
I know it has already ended,
But in my head, it still lasts.
I spend my hours grieving
Over the loss of person I used to be,
Though the events don't change really,
By crying over them, if you see.
I sit and wonder over it again,
About how different things would have been
If I would have behaved differently then,
Like been a bit softer or maybe more mean.
Then I lose myself in those tales,
And find myself crying over and over again,
Till the nauseating wave of exhaustion hits,
Letting the voices in my head drive me insane.
Sometimes I'm as chaotic as a storm,
Trying to fight the deafening silence that ruins me within,
Desperately wanting to end it all, and be a calm person,
That I've always tried to become,
But have never been.
❤9👏2👍1💔1
You are love
You are the poem you could never write,
Coz you never found the words that fit right,
The words to describe someone so hauntingly alluring, and yet so unaware,
You are the beauty that you see in everyone and everywhere.
You are the comfort you search for in art,
And the calm night, that provides solace to every heart.
You are the promise that every sunrise holds bright,
You are the melody of forgotten memories, sung under the moonlight.
You are the love you crave, in the quiet of the dawn,
You are the strength you look for, during the harshest storm.
Darling, you are woven with everything that you seek,
You are the home you lost in echoes of time,
And forgot to look within deep.
You are the poem you could never write,
Coz you never found the words that fit right,
The words to describe someone so hauntingly alluring, and yet so unaware,
You are the beauty that you see in everyone and everywhere.
You are the comfort you search for in art,
And the calm night, that provides solace to every heart.
You are the promise that every sunrise holds bright,
You are the melody of forgotten memories, sung under the moonlight.
You are the love you crave, in the quiet of the dawn,
You are the strength you look for, during the harshest storm.
Darling, you are woven with everything that you seek,
You are the home you lost in echoes of time,
And forgot to look within deep.
❤6❤🔥1
Signs
You feel sorry now,
Coz you never noticed her,
When she was screaming for help,
But you were way too slower.
Or maybe just ignorant,
To not notice her faded smile,
The dying love for the things she liked,
Her swollen eyes, for the days she cried,
Her reluctant tries, to hold on to life.
You couldn't see how often she apologized,
For she felt like a burden, on everyone she liked.
If you knew her, you would've known,
How bold she was, about everything she thought,
But slowly, she wanted to erase,
Every dream she had once bought.
When she found the courage
to tell you how she felt,
That she feels emotionally exhausted,
And everything seems too hard to be dealt,
All you did was tell her that
it was all her in head,
And just her overthinking playing tricks.
You could see her pain,
scribbled all over her day,
But you thought it'd help her,
to just ask if she was okay!
You could hear her voice break,
While talking about someone
or something that mattered,
But you told her that she was
just being sensitive,
And should grow up before
she ends up shattered.
You couldn't see that she fell prey
for her demons,
No one noticed she was fading away
and she had no one to tell then.
She was trapped in an endless nightmare
that she couldn't escape from,
And then she stopped trying and
surrendered in its arms.
Now you sit grieving about
how she gave up on life,
But you'd be lying,
if you say there were no signs.
#daretocare
You feel sorry now,
Coz you never noticed her,
When she was screaming for help,
But you were way too slower.
Or maybe just ignorant,
To not notice her faded smile,
The dying love for the things she liked,
Her swollen eyes, for the days she cried,
Her reluctant tries, to hold on to life.
You couldn't see how often she apologized,
For she felt like a burden, on everyone she liked.
If you knew her, you would've known,
How bold she was, about everything she thought,
But slowly, she wanted to erase,
Every dream she had once bought.
When she found the courage
to tell you how she felt,
That she feels emotionally exhausted,
And everything seems too hard to be dealt,
All you did was tell her that
it was all her in head,
And just her overthinking playing tricks.
You could see her pain,
scribbled all over her day,
But you thought it'd help her,
to just ask if she was okay!
You could hear her voice break,
While talking about someone
or something that mattered,
But you told her that she was
just being sensitive,
And should grow up before
she ends up shattered.
You couldn't see that she fell prey
for her demons,
No one noticed she was fading away
and she had no one to tell then.
She was trapped in an endless nightmare
that she couldn't escape from,
And then she stopped trying and
surrendered in its arms.
Now you sit grieving about
how she gave up on life,
But you'd be lying,
if you say there were no signs.
#daretocare
🔥6❤2
Your Muse
Of all the ways I could die,
I chose you to be my muse
As you're the only thing I've known,
To crave for all your attention and love,
Like a lunatic fighting for a
gasp of air while he drowns,
To love you like the sunsets
and starry nights,
And be felt just like a Tuesday afternoon,
To bleed for you in rhymes and rhythms,
Just to be left with your caller tune.
I love you like the suffering loves death,
The pain loves the color red,
The moon loves the darkness in the sky,
And how the caged bird urges to fly.
I love you enough to surrender my freedom,
To only ever be associated with you,
And love you with the pain
that burns my heart,
Only for you to doubt if it's even true.
And of all the ways I could die,
I chose the hardest one I have known,
To love you in silence behind your tall, immortal walls,
To live being a poet,
and never your poem.
Of all the ways I could die,
I chose you to be my muse
As you're the only thing I've known,
To crave for all your attention and love,
Like a lunatic fighting for a
gasp of air while he drowns,
To love you like the sunsets
and starry nights,
And be felt just like a Tuesday afternoon,
To bleed for you in rhymes and rhythms,
Just to be left with your caller tune.
I love you like the suffering loves death,
The pain loves the color red,
The moon loves the darkness in the sky,
And how the caged bird urges to fly.
I love you enough to surrender my freedom,
To only ever be associated with you,
And love you with the pain
that burns my heart,
Only for you to doubt if it's even true.
And of all the ways I could die,
I chose the hardest one I have known,
To love you in silence behind your tall, immortal walls,
To live being a poet,
and never your poem.
❤10
If I could write about my misery,
I'd write about it all.
About the stumbles, the stabs in my back and
How I survived through the great fall.
But pain isn't beautiful,
It won't live in these rhymes,
It'll flow out like coffee from the mug,
And settle on your glasses as tear marks,
To remind you that you've been crying,
Complaining about how this pain consumes you,
How it plays and messes with your heart,
How it waits gently, outside your door,
To let you grow, and once you brace yourself,
It barges back in ,to tear you apart.
Amidst all this ,you try to protect your smile,
Treasure it from the cruelties of the world,
Where they crumble you and
Throw you away like a sheet of paper,
Constantly screaming, "you've no worth".
On somedays, the pain suffocates you enough,
That you wait for death, to hold your hand and embrace you too,
That when the world brings to you those beautiful sunrises,
Waiting to paint you bright , but you're curled up inside,
Trying to fight the blues.
You don't want to let the light in anymore,
Coz the hope you're waiting for,
Seems too far,
Once a healing core, now sits bruised,
Letting the sleeves bleed from the scars.
You try to sink in the darkness,
Mornings scare you now,
With each day feeling like a fight,
That'd kill you inside,
Barely leaving you alive.
You wait for death's tender touch,
A haven from the world's despair,
To ease every pain,
And listen to your sighs.
When you think you can't fight anymore,
You wake up the other day,
Still trying to escape the numbing pain,
Searching for the light,
Where hope awaits you,
To embrace you tight and
Wash away your cries of vain.
I'd write about it all.
About the stumbles, the stabs in my back and
How I survived through the great fall.
But pain isn't beautiful,
It won't live in these rhymes,
It'll flow out like coffee from the mug,
And settle on your glasses as tear marks,
To remind you that you've been crying,
Complaining about how this pain consumes you,
How it plays and messes with your heart,
How it waits gently, outside your door,
To let you grow, and once you brace yourself,
It barges back in ,to tear you apart.
Amidst all this ,you try to protect your smile,
Treasure it from the cruelties of the world,
Where they crumble you and
Throw you away like a sheet of paper,
Constantly screaming, "you've no worth".
On somedays, the pain suffocates you enough,
That you wait for death, to hold your hand and embrace you too,
That when the world brings to you those beautiful sunrises,
Waiting to paint you bright , but you're curled up inside,
Trying to fight the blues.
You don't want to let the light in anymore,
Coz the hope you're waiting for,
Seems too far,
Once a healing core, now sits bruised,
Letting the sleeves bleed from the scars.
You try to sink in the darkness,
Mornings scare you now,
With each day feeling like a fight,
That'd kill you inside,
Barely leaving you alive.
You wait for death's tender touch,
A haven from the world's despair,
To ease every pain,
And listen to your sighs.
When you think you can't fight anymore,
You wake up the other day,
Still trying to escape the numbing pain,
Searching for the light,
Where hope awaits you,
To embrace you tight and
Wash away your cries of vain.
❤12👏1
Shadow
They see me as nothing more than her shadow,
They watch me fade as the day rises,
Unaware that she would kill them wide awake,
They adore her oblivious of her vices.
She dances in the bright light,
Alluring everyone around,
and I follow her deadly,
Not making a single sound.
I'm not the one you'd long for
Amidst the crowded rooms,
where she would be lightning up every corner,
Dancing to the evening's tune.
I long to crawl back to the darkness,
The darkness where I was born from,
To be free and distant from her,
To embrace myself, the one they proved wrong.
And I want to dive into this darkness,
Not as her shadow, but as the night,
So I could soothe your mind and calm your soul,
And let you know it's a gift being alive.
But they see me as nothing more than her shadow,
And I can't break free from the chains wrapped around me,
So I walk around, seen just as her shadow,
Fighting to become the person I wanna be.
They see me as nothing more than her shadow,
They watch me fade as the day rises,
Unaware that she would kill them wide awake,
They adore her oblivious of her vices.
She dances in the bright light,
Alluring everyone around,
and I follow her deadly,
Not making a single sound.
I'm not the one you'd long for
Amidst the crowded rooms,
where she would be lightning up every corner,
Dancing to the evening's tune.
I long to crawl back to the darkness,
The darkness where I was born from,
To be free and distant from her,
To embrace myself, the one they proved wrong.
And I want to dive into this darkness,
Not as her shadow, but as the night,
So I could soothe your mind and calm your soul,
And let you know it's a gift being alive.
But they see me as nothing more than her shadow,
And I can't break free from the chains wrapped around me,
So I walk around, seen just as her shadow,
Fighting to become the person I wanna be.
❤11
Rain
If I were rain, I'd fall down
Carrying all that I could no longer hold,
Drown you in the calmness of memories,
Taking away the misery untold.
I'd trace all the scars you hide,
Smelling like past, the stories you left behind,
You wouldn't need words, maybe just a sigh,
And I would let it hurt you, one last time.
If I were rain, I'd make you see,
Sometimes it's okay to let it bleed,
It's alright to pour it all out,
When you're too tangled with grief.
I'd come slowly when it all turns dark,
Chasing shadows, with warmth of love from the past,
In an embrace, we'd dance along all night,
Casting aside the dreams that couldn't last.
If I were rain, I'd fall on a day bright,
To let out the rainbow hue you liked,
Where we once lay , against the time,
Reminiscing our moments, to keep them alive.
If I were rain, I'd fall down
Carrying all that I could no longer hold,
Drown you in the calmness of memories,
Taking away the misery untold.
I'd trace all the scars you hide,
Smelling like past, the stories you left behind,
You wouldn't need words, maybe just a sigh,
And I would let it hurt you, one last time.
If I were rain, I'd make you see,
Sometimes it's okay to let it bleed,
It's alright to pour it all out,
When you're too tangled with grief.
I'd come slowly when it all turns dark,
Chasing shadows, with warmth of love from the past,
In an embrace, we'd dance along all night,
Casting aside the dreams that couldn't last.
If I were rain, I'd fall on a day bright,
To let out the rainbow hue you liked,
Where we once lay , against the time,
Reminiscing our moments, to keep them alive.
❤10
Goodbye
They say I talk about my pain too much,
And I don't think I can prove them wrong,
I might not have written journals crying,
But I wrote everywhere I belonged.
In the notebooks, tables, rooms where I spent hours,
On the flowers, grass , trees , skies,
The walls of abandoned buildings, broken tiles,
My pillows, the stained handkerchief, even my thighs.
I'd still have nothing to show you,
To prove I've been hurting under the sheets,
So I'd leave silently and completely,
I won't be a memory you could keep.
I won't yearn to be understood any longer,
I'd be gone and as distant as I can be,
I'd be finally satisfied being forgotten,
I've been free all along,
But I'd finally be happy being me.
They say I talk about my pain too much,
And I don't think I can prove them wrong,
I might not have written journals crying,
But I wrote everywhere I belonged.
In the notebooks, tables, rooms where I spent hours,
On the flowers, grass , trees , skies,
The walls of abandoned buildings, broken tiles,
My pillows, the stained handkerchief, even my thighs.
I'd still have nothing to show you,
To prove I've been hurting under the sheets,
So I'd leave silently and completely,
I won't be a memory you could keep.
I won't yearn to be understood any longer,
I'd be gone and as distant as I can be,
I'd be finally satisfied being forgotten,
I've been free all along,
But I'd finally be happy being me.
❤8🔥2👍1👌1
The Last Letter
It feels like only I can hear me,
I feel like a ghost in the room,
Coz no one sees me crumbling.
I stand there, tears painting my face,
With blood red eyes, no more hiding lies,
But there is nothing they could trace.
Shaking, I'd run through my diary,
Looking for a familiar face,
But too scared to let the truth out for you to see.
I wish I wasn't cursed,
I could tell people I'm hurting
Instead of hiding the pain in such verse.
You could say I think too much,
That it might not be hard or I'm complicating,
But maybe you don't know me enough.
So I'll keep my scars dressed in those rhymes,
I'd fake a smile, when I'm done trying,
Then finally leave one day, with no signs.
It feels like only I can hear me,
I feel like a ghost in the room,
Coz no one sees me crumbling.
I stand there, tears painting my face,
With blood red eyes, no more hiding lies,
But there is nothing they could trace.
Shaking, I'd run through my diary,
Looking for a familiar face,
But too scared to let the truth out for you to see.
I wish I wasn't cursed,
I could tell people I'm hurting
Instead of hiding the pain in such verse.
You could say I think too much,
That it might not be hard or I'm complicating,
But maybe you don't know me enough.
So I'll keep my scars dressed in those rhymes,
I'd fake a smile, when I'm done trying,
Then finally leave one day, with no signs.
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Feather
I feel like a lost feather,
wandering across the vast stretches of sky,
a sky built of memories, hauntingly alive,
drifting from one world to another,
like a forgotten goodbye.
This feeling is weightless, but it weighs me down,
I almost ruled my empire, but I lost the crown.
I thought I stopped chasing, but I stopped to grow;
Maybe crowns aren't mine to keep and I need to let me go.
I don’t resist falling anymore,
I float along the way of the breeze,
Seizing the story I left unlived before,
Healing my broken wings with ease.
Maybe falling is the proof I’m alive,
and wandering is how I survived.
I did lose a part I once adorned,
But in that loss, I found I was born.
I feel like a lost feather,
wandering across the vast stretches of sky,
a sky built of memories, hauntingly alive,
drifting from one world to another,
like a forgotten goodbye.
This feeling is weightless, but it weighs me down,
I almost ruled my empire, but I lost the crown.
I thought I stopped chasing, but I stopped to grow;
Maybe crowns aren't mine to keep and I need to let me go.
I don’t resist falling anymore,
I float along the way of the breeze,
Seizing the story I left unlived before,
Healing my broken wings with ease.
Maybe falling is the proof I’m alive,
and wandering is how I survived.
I did lose a part I once adorned,
But in that loss, I found I was born.
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Isn't life in itself poetry,
Carrying beauty at its sleeve,
You only know if you're willing to perceive.
Carrying beauty at its sleeve,
You only know if you're willing to perceive.
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