i tried to people
but didn't die trying
as it often left me sighing
or crying.
made me realize that
ideally, i just want to live
in a world that's only as much
as i am : my skin the only sky
my eyes the only clouds
so that when i don't let anyone in
it's not because i don't want to
but because i can't.
made me realize that
the color of nostalgia is very much
like nauseous fireflies dying in the daylight
and i'm no painter, just a tattering canvas.
~ ajay
10/3/2023
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ways of slowly dying ~ poetry
Poésie"life is slow dying. so are their separate ways of building, benediction, measuring love and money ways of slowly dying." ~ philip larkin
