some thoughts on life in the form of poetry <3

"six months"

I had never really been a sentimental person,

I never expected this to affect me,

but between the book and the calls

and the pills and the blood and the date

it just seems so coincidental

yet so inconsequential,

I wonder whether they even knew,

I wonder whether I was truly alone-

six months have come and gone,

six months which I do not regret

despite

the fear and the pain,

the deprivement and the discomfort.

"the birds"

The birds flap their wings

as they rule the roaring sky,

the clouds bow down

despite their seeming power

and the atmosphere itself?

well, it just rests

and refuses to acknowledge the way

it is an ecosystem in its own right.

"actress"

Leaning against the fogged up window

seeing the bright city lights

while the seat’s fabric cuts into my skin

and my curls frizz into bundles of gold,

I reflect on the way

I have ruined it all by pretending,

I could be an award-winning actress

the way that I mask anything I know

and feel

and love

because of how fogged my mind is

and how the only thing I can think about

floats away.