A look inside...
✨calling all daydreamers✨
I am from my writing
from tears and love.
I am from never fitting in
from pretending to be okay.
I am from self doubt
By Berlin2 months ago in Poets
If you could describe love in one word, what would it be?
This was supposed to be a simple exercise my coach had us do but here I am 4 years later and that question has stuck with me.
in my own river
pulling myself out just to jump back in.
rainbows appear after rain,
tears shed from the pain,
this is for all the time spent in bed,
the memories of us I play in my head.
this is for never feeling enough
for letting you down,
It’s not that I’m scared.
Or maybe it is-
By Berlin8 months ago in Poets
Do you remember those days?
Your hopes and dreams… some you still hold onto today but most have changed.
Staring at a blank page every fucking day.
Open the book, blank page.
Open the laptop, blank page.
Open the text message, blank page.