quinta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2025

Here it is

 For here are my tears

not for any of you, but for all to see

I got used to being bare, to show way more than I should

or could, being honest

The things I'm missing the most, grasping for straws

on whatever bytes, whatever resemblance of connection

for here, beside my tears

lie my naked heart


My courage, was yet again

met with silence, and disdain

My whole world, for a direct and simple no

a reason, a phrase, a why

but please, take me away from this silence

that pierces my mind, and deafens my soul


I'm building sandcastles

with all my might. My whole being

I'm trying, again and again

I'm choosing to do this, to hurt myself, to step forward

again and again


And reason is, yet again

doubling down, laughing

how can one be so gullible, hopeful

I am so hurt

I feel too much


Each day, I'm coming to terms

maybe, love was really not for me, after all

I'm one of those, really, really unlovable

on pure face value, not a word out of my mouth, not a definition read by my fingers

worthless, at face value

It's the funniest thing


I don't know anything about you

but I am perfectly sure 

you should be gone



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