an afternoon midnight

i supposed i'm healed

when i wouldn't mind going back to that place

instead of the tears and broken wings

i remember friends and happy feelings

i guess it's true that time will heal

as true as the curse, she was killed

remained a breathing corpse

who gets to live again

fading bruises with hope remains

mixed signals

grey is between black & white

frozen between fight or flight

ice blended nor liquid nor solid

a fleeting thought the fits and misfits

if out of sight is it out of mind

that grey between u & i

a little bit of a little bit

i feel a little sentimental

a little bit lonely

a little bit sad

a little bit empty

a little bit dead

a little bit of not a lot

a little bit of what's not

i feel it i feel it not

life thoughts

life as is ;

life to live

life to feel

life to give

life after ;

that matters

that favours

thats actual

o.o

raise your hand if you've ever cried reading your own thoughts lol

the evolvement of what started as an english project turned to mini journal

oh the growth

have i grown tho ?

closure

the border of dreams and reality
the border that we exist in

same but nought

different in thoughts

feelings familiar

will there ever be closure

vivid dreams as eyes closed

blurred, that glare of reality

the grasp of wind - the impossible feat

no time will tell what fate will

- that forgotten lifelike dream

linger

after grief and after loss
one thing i miss most
the feelings that were my own
live in between
can we forsee what we've seen
can we unknow what we've known