Brianna N: Favorites

Some things are better off dead
Buried in the ground
The memories stuck in my head
Spiraling around and around

My soul sits in its tomb
My hopes are the coffin it lies in
My inner child is the surrounding gloom
My dreams are the flowers lying on the stone

My trauma make up the walls that surround
My pain is the drawings underground
My soul was buried with the shackles that bind me
I had to bury it all so it would let me breathe

You have to stop looking behind to look ahead
That’s why some things are better off dead

Jun 5 Brianna N

Much like you

Jun 5 Brianna N

alex

Much like you

Much like you
I feel pain
when I am wounded

I cry
when my heart
shatters quietly

I begin to doubt
when silence
lingers too long

And I light like fire
when I feel
seen by you

because, much like you,
I want to be truly loved
even if it’s the last thing I do.

We carry different sorrows but dream alike

#loved

Jun 5 Brianna N

~•§•~ Qué será, será ~•§•~

Jun 5 Brianna N

Jeremy Betts

~•§•~ Qué será, será ~•§•~

Whatever will be, will be
I guess that's what they call certainty
A vague destiny
But where does that leave you and me?
A collective we
We'll have to wait and see
Due too love messing with thé
Predetermined story

©2025

#love #emotions #questions #lessons #results #proof

Jun 5 Brianna N

It’s raining.

Jun 5 Brianna N

Dorothea Daisy

It’s raining.

It’s raining.
As they see the exit poll.
The difference too small.

It’s raining.
As they see the late poll.
Is Poland going to fall?

It’s raining.
They look up the last poll.
They won’t sleep tonight.
Nor will they tomorrow.
They won’t breathe.
They won’t… They can’t anymore.

And it’s funny because they used to love rain, but now Nawrocki is their president.

#elections #lost #losing #president

Jun 5 Brianna N

fear

Jun 5 Brianna N

ȧ ų ǥ ų ṣ ⱦ

fear

my greatest fear
is that i will forever be the friend
left behind,
the one uninvited
with friends, but always alone

i'm scared to let people in
not because of the damage you'll do,
but the damage you'll find

what happens if i never become
someone's "someone?"
will i just be no one?

i'm scared that you will see past my lying smile,
and realize that the little girl
waltzing on broken glass
is all i will ever be

my greatest fear is that
you see me the way i
see myself

#ihatemyself