There are moments in my life that I'm certain time stood still.
Moments where minutes had no frame and seconds had no end.
Moments in my life when everything happening around me had completely stopped and all I felt was happiness.
Month: August 2025
Inadequate
Is there ever truly a word for what we're feeling?
How does 'sad' equate to any amount of hopelessness in my heart? Or the 'anger' within me that feels nothing short of rage? Emotions aren't finite, they change without terms.
They collide and collapse into endless waves of one another in such a way that can never precisely be described.
The adequacy of words for emotions will always fall short...
For not everything is meant to be completely understood.
RX
Compressed and covered
with an enteric-coated shell.
Altering my mind
to convince me that I'm well.
Branded to fix the low
dopamine and serotonin.
In lieu of my over-indulgence
of caffeine and melatonin.
Unworthy
I am unworthy of your warmth.
I deserve the solitude and loneliness that lives inside me, not the comfort of being between your arms.
I am not meant for contentment, I am meant for failure.
I am perpetually reckless, selfish, and stubborn.
I have damned and doomed myself.
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