feeling the breeze of a cold rainy morning,
my coffee warms my palms
perfect to wish this day a merry one

I missed to be happy.


I'm not interested on the presents
wrapped in happy gift wrappers,
delicacies on the table,
nor wearing a new fancy dress
in a town clothed with bright lights
and joyful carols


let's smile today can we?


would you smile back if I greet you...


"Merry Christmas!"
Prince of Peace shall reign
so as in our hearts.

--

I missed to be happy.
I know that you too.
We missed to be happy.


Today, we will.


:)

the poetess runs out of her words
how can feelings be translated?





/let her hug you from body to the soul.

...yet i will remain faithful to see (or at least strive to find)
goodness and purity in thy hearts.
i will always be generous to give away trust








hoping that someday, someone worthy will be worth it.

whenever a person promised me something
i will really count on it until...
that promise breaks and so as my heart

i am an anxious overthinker
and that's not cool, i hate it

i never dreamed of becoming better
i just always wanted to be good enough

"pathetic"
"you're a miserable wretch"
"go back to the God-forsaken universe you came from"
"nobody likes you"
"plain. you are nothing."
"the world is good but better without you"
"non-sense"
"why are you so ugly?"
"talk to yo self"
"can you just.. di*?"
"painful? oh dear that serves you right"
"you'll never be enough"
"what a chaos"
"eww ***** you"
"8billion ppl and no one's grateful for your existence"




ugh.

hearing her again is infuriating my mind.

so I shut her up.

what happened to her, you guess?

read the title.