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  Jun 26 CantSeeMe
Soul
As the skies up high
bloom with dark sea blue,
when the moon forgets
its duty tonight;
Up you fly for
a ballet with the stars;
Glowing every
single black ray
with a golden spark;
When all asleep,
cozy, warm in their beds,
but why?
Why do you
light up the skies,
without keeping
the only left light
to yourself?
Be selfless. Don't just be in your comfort zone...Think out of the box...
Why live in the past?
What good does it do?
To sit alone hoping
But only feeling the blues

You can’t change anything
What’s done is done
Eventually you realize
What you have begun

The past is what’s finished
The tense that is diminished
Only when you start live in the present
Your life starts to feel more pleasant
Don’t live in your past memories, whether they are good or bad. Living in positive past experiences only makes you feel bad, you wish you could be there then and now, you miss it and envy it. So go out there, make today those days. Actually live it, don’t dream it. For bad memories in the past, move on. You can’t do anything about it now, the only thing you can change is your present and your future, make the rest of your life good rather than trying to make everything before it good. Your present is called the present for a reason, it’s a beautiful gift by god you can do anything with, so go use it well, don’t waste it with the past.
CantSeeMe Jun 26
the room is full
people talk
not in the dark
where the silence walks

but in the world where dreams can be told
where lives can unfold

in this room
whispers find their place
worries fade away
tomorrow isn't even close
hope I didn’t make the wrong choice

happiness is the main character

in this room

please let no one notice I'm on my own
when music is screaming
I'm just breathing

so when the time comes
when legs are too heavy
and the heart starts to carry

I sit

just sit

with my head against the wall
my back in position
and the vision way too dark, eyes closed
breathing in and breathing out
may the silent never get this loud
  Jun 26 CantSeeMe
Arna
Lying down under this beautiful starry night
Fills me with a quiet kind of happiness.
Alone on this silent hilltop,
A glowing lantern beside me,
My favorite book in hand —
It’s the scene I always dreamt of.
For once,
I’ve stepped away —
From responsibilities,
From the noisy world,
From people and their expectations.
Here I am,
Feeling the warmth of the lantern’s light,
Letting it remind me
That a simple, peaceful life is still possible.
This silence.
This natural breeze.
This soft glow.
This time with myself —
It’s all I need right now,
To hope again.
Sometimes, peace isn’t found in places full of people —
It’s found in a quiet hilltop, a glowing lantern, and the warmth of your own company.
  Jun 26 CantSeeMe
alia
I’ve always wondered—
if I spoke more,
smiled more,
would I still seem scary?

Would my words
come out soft,
or sharp like they imagine?

Even I don’t know
why I wear this face.
Maybe I’ve forgotten
how to take it off.

Or maybe,
I’m just afraid
you won’t like
what’s underneath.
  Jun 26 CantSeeMe
mysterie
make the art you search for
the kind of art
you never find
but always feel.

the kind that
holds your hurt
without asking a million times,
"why?"
the kind that feels
like being seen.

and maybe it's not out there
because it's waiting
for you
to create it.
i believe in you.
date wrote: 25/6
  Jun 26 CantSeeMe
1DNA
I wonder–

Will a world full of poets
Be happy
or sad.
Random thoughts
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