How it ends up being
Is out of your knowing
But it’s not
Out of your doing
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N° 23
Most of my poems
I write on train rides.
Maybe I need
The feeling
Of being on my way
The feeling
Of moving towards something
The ‘in between’
To write
When do you write? Do certain places or feelings make your creativity flow or do you just start to write anywhere and anytime at all? I would love to hear that, let me know in the comments if you like!
N° 22
Aiming for something
That doesn’t even exist
Is a total waist of time.
Why are we unable
To stop
Reaching for perfection then?
N° 21
Strange to think
That even if you manage to construct
The perfect sentence
Use the most suitable terms
You will never be able to put
Your exact feelings
Into words
N° 20
I sort of built a wall
Adopted the attitude
To only show the world
When not the tiniest string
Is holding me back
To only be my true me
When I reach perfection.
So how about never, huh?
-fear of rejection-
N° 19
I don’t know if I believe in
Love at first sight.
I imagine it must be a glorious feeling
To see someone
And your heart stops
Or whatever.
So on one hand I hope it exists
And it’ll hit me some day
But on the other hand
I don’t.
Because isn’t loving someone
At first sight
Just
Very shallow?
N° 18
Do you feel worthy?
Loved?
Sometimes I don’t.
However, that’s not because
I’m not worthy
Or loved
But because I make myself believe
I am not.
I judge everything I do
Everything I say
Even all of my thoughts.
But in the end
To be worthy and truly loved
Doesn’t depend on any condition.
N° 17
It’s like taking a deep breath
Trying again
Starting over
Wiping the board clean
to write something new
Like spring.
What kinds of flowers
will arise from this?
-fresh start-
N° 16
How were we so close?
I can’t even remember the state
Before the awkwardness
Vs.
I still dream of you
And wake up feeling confused
Because I’m only me now
–mending takes longer than breaking-
N° 15
Leaves falling to
The ground
Slowly
A breeze
Making you shiver
Sky
Lacking light
Grey
Like loneliness
– fall is such a good time for sad poems-
