Proses Stories

This is not a tidy book. It's a collection of feelings spilled across pages-messy, impulsive, painfully human. These proses come from nights when the mind won't shut up and the heart won't sit still. If you've ever argued with your own thoughts at 3 a.m., if you've ever broken yourself just to understand yourself, these words will feel like a mirror you've been avoiding.

journal // poetry freeing myself of sadness one word at a time. *** language : english status : ongoing 1 of 12, 2026

whether you feel you are at the bottom of the mountain or at the top, we can agree that it's a climb with words to be said in-between.

As I write this, I'm sitting at my corner desk. A warm light and a hazy but cozy music repeats itself. In a frantic that I might not be able to remember verses that make you, I jot this down. Ultimately, I want my thoughts of you to be tucked away somewhere far, somewhere safe. Like a dusty old book at the top shelf in a lonely library. I know you'll be out there somewhere, and when I long for you, I'll reach out to this, these verses that poured out of me, for you. I'm no poet. I'm no artist. But from my depths, you, you alone pulled out these words. I've left mistakes uncorrected, verses raw, for in this plentiful universe, only you remain flawless. Words that hurt. Words that healed. Words that filled.

a compilation of poems with different stages of pain. a compilation of proses with different stories to tell. ethereal endings

A collection of prose and musings that capture life's quiet but powerful moments. From raw emotions to unspoken thoughts, each piece feels like a conversation with an old friend or a letter to yourself. Perfect for anyone who finds beauty in words and meaning in the little things, this book is a gentle reminder to pause, reflect, and feel. Published: December 12, 2024

we were just a part of the bigger picture. ⊹ a collection of short proses i write when i feel like i'm sinking. don't really classify this as poetry, but just small shards of my feelings. © tothemooonnn '24 ( lowercase intended ) always complete.

-A compilation of my English proses and poems. ; September 15, 2021

journal // poetry a greater progress for my little achievements *** language : english status : completed 8 of 12, 2022

𝑾𝒉𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒐𝒖𝒕 -in which no object casts a shadow, the horizon cannot be seen, and only dark objects are discernible

Compilation of her random proses and poems.

Just a little once more. May the universe conspire with our fate this time and draw us back together. Will it be too much to ask or will it favor us in another lifetime?

i don't have stars in my eyes, i have dreams and galaxies.

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