Diary of an Introvert

In a world where illusions dance and perceptions wane, Where innocence is buried beneath the crimson stain, We wander lost, strangers in our own reflection, Perhaps our sins have bloomed, birthing this dark intersection.   I hunger, I'm homeless, yearning for love's gentle embrace, Oh, Lord, pardon my kin, lost in their heartless chase. Bless those mourning, their dear ones torn away, In the cruel tides of hate, where compassion's price we pay.   This land, not mine, and in death, my legacy, the good I've sown, Yet my brethren have turned, hearts like stone. Guide them, O Maker, towards redemption's light, May understanding bloom, dispelling the endless night.   As I depart, I dream of a haven anew, Where kindness reigns and care is true, For my eyes have witnessed, my heart endured, In this tapestry of life, where love's essence is assured.  

In the intricate tapestry of my mind, I often find myself caught between the peaks of boundless passion and the depths of profound lethargy. There are moments when I soar to the heights of an extremist, envisioning myself scaling mountains and exploring the unseen wonders of underwater realms. Yet, just as swiftly, I plummet into the abyss of procrastination, where even the thought of rising from my bed feels like an insurmountable task. Within the confines of my own thoughts, I feel entangled, a prisoner of my own complexity. It's as though I am trapped in a constant whirlwind of emotions, unable to find the stability I crave. The desire to share these turbulent thoughts with my loved ones is ever-present, yet the fear of being misunderstood, of not having my feelings validated, keeps me silent. In these moments, I yearn for someone to simply sit beside me, to gaze into the depths of my soul with an open heart and without judgment. I crave a love that transcends logic, a love that...

 There were days where i couldn’t smile I had lost my ability to shine I allowed a thief like you to break me  And see by letting my guard down I not only ruined my body, But injured my soul for four long years I cried, i begged and played all my cards to win you back Oh, so naive i was for your mere attention i would go deep and beyond The girl in me died when she changed her morales for you I was just another pit stop till you chose that was meant for you But i am glad that i am no longer that person I have grown as an individual and you’ve been my best motivator I am more secure, the love that i yearned for found me and believe me it was the magic that i was searching for.