Same me in a different accent!
Depending on the language I use, different traits of my personality are emphasized!
Yeah, itās weird for me too.š¶
hope you find something that speaks to you.
Advertisements Your reside so close to my soul I keep mistakenly going your way When I mean to go home
Advertisements Let go as I hold on Let me know there is a ground Not too far. Let me go, Iām too scared to open my hand Lest the wind takes away hope Lest the fall breaks the dream. Let go of me, Iām too afraid to sit alone In the dark With my demons ā¦
Advertisements Your love just wants me to see it and accept it. But Iām too afraid Itās way bigger than me Itās terrifying What if I lose myself in it? What if I lose myself to it? What of me will be left to feel loved? Will I ever get myself back? I wonder if ā¦
Advertisements I will not hold against you How much you hated me Nor will I hold against me How much I loved you. Just like that I took myself out of there You got all that rage to spare And I still have my heart Maybe bruised and broken But damn! Itās still loving, giving, ā¦
Advertisements You are but a feeling, A persona without face, Symbol of an idea, A door to an ethereal place, You are another me For another time and space.
Advertisements I peel back layers of distraction and anxiety, try to find my way to my safe placeā¦ And there you are, a blood rush! I look at the crimson sunset and the glowing autumn colors and canāt help but wish on this beauty for you to be well. It has been a while. Iām ā¦
Advertisements Waves of sadness carry me to the shores of joy. In my solitary silence I find myself sitting across from you. Consistently contradicting. As if you were on a mission to bring my opposite poles together until I implode. Or are you on a mission to put together the remnants of planet destroyed trying ā¦
Advertisements T.W: discussing sexual assault. This is undoubtedly the hardest post Iāve ever written. One Iāve been contemplating for years now, but the timing either didnāt feel right or the motivation stemmed not from the right place. The intention now is to heal, to own my story, to tell it on my time and for ā¦