Draft Piles

... he leaned to my ear. “… Selfish little one, I think I know what a thing like you is called.” “…?” “A thing like you, with your selfish self-torturing desire… yes, I believe I have heard what you are: “A daughter.”

"Ocean" #journal, entry 03.

I hear a music and somewhere, a ghost of you is singing. But where could you be? I've gone down many hollow corridors but it seems, yet again, only my restless steps are haunting this place. #random #draft

Yeah, we got it all figured out; the world is a bleak place, isn't it? Positivity is toxic; don't call me pessimist though, I'm a realist. Yeah, I've got it all figured out; that's why I can sneer at stupidity. After all when the world falls into madness, sarcasm is our last defense to sanity. Let's just keep to ourselves, keep a stoic face, keep moving with what we can; Yeah, we've got it all figured out... "You're tired, don't you?" But you shouldn't have pointed it out, dear; There isn't enough safe place around here, for my heart to turn soft. a very unpolished #draft

and so, let them be unnamed so they make take whichever name that shall serve them better. #mantra: I think I finally finished that old line.

#commentary I'm late, but happy pride month y'all! I hope this one can be relatable to the aroace out there

'I love you,' I whispered it to their hair. Because, although they may not be someone who understood love and romance, although I wasn't like their siblings who had been with them since the start, although I wasn't their first option... I knew this to be my honesty. I didn't need them to answer me. Knowing that they trusted me enough to lean on me while they rested, knowing that they listened to my effort to comfort them, and that my words reached them—it was enough. But they did anyway. They reached up a hand, took my face, and told me: "Thank you. I'll try my best to keep your heart safe with me." #draft? #excerpt

Again, again, and again; I want to build house to home you, no matter how many times I'll have to; So you can live at peace, so you can love and be loved freely, again, again, and again— just as how it should be. #draft #verse 10.06.2024

I moved my attention and caught a deer freezing on the spotlight; it was obviously uncomfortable. Wary. Alert. It has lived its whole life away from the eyes, sometimes heard or sensed, but not perceived. And so it hopped away; back into the familiar, sheltering shades of grooves and bushes. I can smell the dirt. I can feel the cool air. I can feel the ground under my cloves. Brushing with leaves as I pass by... I am that deer. #random #draft 08.06.2024

You may be a storm of emotions, but we are your lovers; so we let ourselves be sucked into your gale. #random #verse

In the night's silence, my breath hisses; There are sound in my ears, both distant, real, and close, imaginary; There are voices in my head, both mine and "not" mine, narrator and actors; There is beating of my heart in my chest; swaying my body and the world I'm in. #random #draft 01.06.2024