The moment at night. I am supposed to. I have needed to. For many years. Again and again I find myself at this point and failed.

I can blame the world, but it is I that has failed. I failed myself.

Only I am real, nothing else is real. None of you are real.

Just lines, shadows, white paper and crayon.

Good night.

They say I’m the storm that tore it apart,
The one who left ruins in someone’s heart.
No matter how clear the skies may seem,
They only recall the thunder and scream.

I’ve wandered far from those wild winds,
But the echoes of past mistakes still spin.
They look at me through shattered glass,
Seeing only the cracks of what couldn’t last.

In their eyes, I’m the fault, the fall,
The reason the walls crumbled tall.
No bridges left, just broken ground,
And no path back can ever be found.

But is it the storm or the earth below,
That crumbles first when the winds blow?
Maybe we’re both tangled in pride,
Both trying to claim who’s justified.

I’m the shadow they can’t forget,
The cause of a pain they won’t reset.
But deep inside, the truth’s unclear—
Who truly caused the fall, and who shed the tear?

So here I stand in the ruins we built,
Carrying the weight of unshaken guilt.
They see only the storm, never the calm,
In a tale where neither was truly wrong.

In the tapestry of life, a thread shines bright
Your presence, a light that takes flight
With every smile, a warmth unfolds
A beauty that never grows old
In your eyes, a spark does glow
A radiance that touches all that know
May your journey be filled with joy, and delight
May your path be lit with love and light
You shine so bright, like a radiant star in the night sky
Aurora's Light, a beacon bright
Shining forth, like a celestial sight
With every step, a radiant glow illuminates
Illuminating all, as she grows
In a world of billions, you're one in a million
A treasure so rare, my heart's sweet obsession
I'm always here for you through ups and downs
The highs and lows.

each day that passes through
another piece of truth goes loose
i'm who i want to be
but it's never easy to be so free

Half of me
has given up
and the other half
hasn’t even started yet
it’s always been like this
myself vs. myself

the battle of two stubborn selves

they take turn
in winning fights
I’m so confused and tired
to root for both
each time

It’s a twisted game.

I play myself.

today i fell off
of you
of our love
i hurt my knees and my heart
i hurt my hope
today i realised I only have myself to
count on
to love
to care for
today i started investing in myself