𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬

𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓲 𝔀𝓪𝓼

life was never as i thought it would be
confusion has never been foreign — i flee
thoughts that never spoke, i was caged; yearning to be free
emptiness is all i ever be

none to its own color
constantly attempting to break free
consoling my soul yet the whispers rule
long disappeared — nostalgia was found

the proximity of paradoxes bound
wearing a dress of melancholy, an actress who is drowned

tremendously apologetic to my own as i was careless
doubts. inadequacy.
i was pathetic — aching for the things i could ever be.

𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣𖥧𖤣𖥧𖡼.𖤣
🥀 the image above is from Pinterest
🥀 this is my inspired piece
🥀 03.21.2025