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Stuff I write in english.
Stuff I write in english.
Nest, left bleeding, lingers
Where means met ends sooner.
Said goodbyes are laid to rest
— Would your wings spread under scalding sun,
Or burn some peace of mind instead?
Eyes closed won’t bring closure
To those with the rope by their necks
And their hopes rot by despair.
All left for a scarce image to spare:
A farewell’s gift to a departure’s grief.
Would you soar under this everlasting sun,
Or settle for a long-time loved one?
Hurried pleads sail timidly from guilt,
Your abandoned, cherished nest
Looks over to you with resentful regret.
2026.22.08
What I thought to understand,
Came to me, to haunt me again.
Sins I thought I payed for,
Made me suffer once more.
In the light, I cannot see,
For it’s lacking inside
to guide me.
In the storm, I hear demons and angels,
They sing just as relentless
a song of acceptance.
If I, mind you,
Would cherish this moment,
Please, let me pass away
by the applause of many.
2026.22.08
I learned to be strong,
A person I never was;
Learned to, in front of others,
Keep my weaknesses hidden.
For all my life my cries were dimmed.
The ones who love me,
From me never will see
A single dropped tear
— This might be cruel,
But it's a bittersweet, cruel power.
A power that I hold. A power to behold.
Just like holding burning ashes,
I'll never let go,
Even if it aches from the gash.
My grief is mono — I like it alone;
I’ll hide my struggles until I’m all done.
Don’t ask me how I’ve been,
The answer will always be:
“I’m fine by me”.
I plead of you, instead:
Do not follow me on this; I do care.
It’s a cruel power,
one no one should bear.
2025.22.05
I don’t want you to remember my name.
Don’t want you to mourn over who I am.
I seek no recognition, no prize, nothing in return.
Make this no surprise, this is all I get
For all I’ve repressed.
The day my name fades among the stars,
And humanity within be absent,
I’ll gaze into the cosmos
— the ultimate present.
And as sincere as an apology can get:
I’ll give you my last breath.
On that day, let us depart our ways.
Sail away with your frights and friends.
Don't think of this to be the end,
I’m a mere puzzle piece of pieces —
Floating adrift
under boundless skies.
2025.21.05