I would like to think that Somewhere,
a tree once sprouted
the very day I took my first breath
its leaves reaching for light
as I learned to open my eyes.

That it grew in silence
as I laughed,
cried,
broke,
healed
marking each year
in quiet rings beneath its bark.

It never knew my name,
and I never knew its shade.
Yet still,
it stood
growing beside me
like some secret twin of time.

And that on the day I leave this world,
it will too.
cut down
as if the world knew
our stories
were meant to end together.

A life
mirrored in roots and branches,
never crossed paths
but somehow,
it would understand me
better than most ever would.

I’ve been dragged through nights that had no stars,
Wounds too deep to stitch with scars.
The silence screamed, the darkness fed
But somehow, I rose from where I bled.

I’ve lost the ones I swore I’d keep,
Made promises I couldn’t reap.
Watched dreams fall like brittle leaves,
Still wore my heart on both my sleeves.

I’ve drowned in thoughts that wouldn’t die,
Fought storms behind a crooked smile.
Each breath was war, but I refused
To let the weight become my noose.

You see a body, bruised and worn,
But I’m a soul that’s battle-born.
No halo here, no perfect frame,
Just fire rising from the flame.

So if I’m quiet, don’t mistake
This calm for peace or a lucky break.
I’ve seen too much to play pretend
But I’m still here. And that won’t end.

I’m still breathing... against the tide,
Still walking with the pain inside.
Not flawless. Not fixed. Not yet free…
But I’m still breathing. And that’s enough for me.

There is a heart beneath the hearts,
Where no candle burns, no voice dares sing—
It keeps the ache of unsent letters,
And the weight of words we never bring.

It mourns in moments no clock remembers,
And bleeds in places no scar will show.
It stitches itself with threads of silence,
And smiles while no one cares to know.

Yet in its quiet, it holds the universe,
The prayers unspoken, the dreams turned grey.
A heart like this—unknown, unseen—
Is where the brightest stars are born each day.

Today is better,
Than these days have been,
No longer cloudy minded.
I know I'm still hanging on to love,
I don't know if you are,
But thank you.
For speaking to me today,
I need you more than even I knew,
But I think I can come to terms,
With being good friends.

I cried when you said you liked him,
I emptied every single tear.
Everything I'd been holding back.
There's puddles on my keyboard,
I just keep typing.
Love, love betrays,
It's a beast you never tame,
So I keep room in my heart,
For hate.
I hate love,
It hurts me,
over an over again,
i hate crying,
or looking like a mess
or being the mess i am
i am a mess

I love you and I'm sorry but I'll never stop and even if we never be each other's again i'll never stop loving never stop loving you or longing or wanting for you ill never be complete ever without you i dont think

i don't think,
i hate me
and what i am when i feel
stop feeling for her
no



ill only die without you



Can I be real with you?
...
I'm crying
...
i still love you

i still my heart

I can tell this is not a good day for you
What happened, Boo?
Did you have to keep going
When you thought you were through?
Did you think you had twelve
But you only had two?
Were you interrupted
During your morning *****?
Were you doing *** exercises
And only your stomach grew?
Did the heel break off your favorite shoe?
Did you have a full work load and a skeleton crew?
****** days happen, but you’ll make it through

I have reams of unfinished poems scattered throughout my life;
On my phone, in Voice Memos,
On the numerous laptops that I've had,
On serviettes, scrap paper and on my heart.
Will they remain incomplete;
Hidden works of art?!
Or will they spill out one day
As complete works to part?

My attention span
Has become short, I can't stick
Myself to long verse

An unfamiliar feeling
Almost like bubbles in my stomach
Fireworks in my brain

Laughter comes easily
Jokes slide off my tongue
Drunk on the feeling

Summer days
Long car rides
Music blasting
Bringing the strange feeling
Filling the air I breathe

Confidence
Love
The purest joy
Feeling as high as the stars in the sky

Better than a cigarette
Or any drug
The bursting
Euphoric feeling
Of true happiness

Obsession gripping
Compulsion dominating
Total confusion