you said goodbye despite my feelings

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you left
but i stayed
and you left
a heart frayed
when you left
i began to fade

beautiful blues

credit: moshimoshibe
i fell in love with blue.
when i was with her,
time slowed down
but my heart felt dense
my smile turned frown
it didn't make sense.

i fell in love with blue.
so why was i depressed?
i felt calm around her,
but anxious and uneasy.
i'd sit and stir
until i felt queasy.

i fell in love with blue.
and grew to hate myself.
i loved what i should abhor--
this woman so blue--
i should never have cared for
a woman who can never be true.

i can’t remember my dreams but i can remember you

credit: もなか
every night, i count sheep
one, two, three then fall asleep
drifting away on an ethereal highway
all the while making not even a peep

every night, i see dream girl
and she sends my heart aswirl
i wish never to offend, so i pretend
away my feelings as her dress does twirl

the dream always fades away
but never to my dismay
because she stays there, so fair
and i know i'll be back one day

ahead

credit: Madcarak
ocean waves
and rain that paves
the way ahead of me.

i walk on water
an awkward totter
toward the way ahead of me.

even if i fall
it won't hurt at all
this way ahead of me.

there's no concrete
beneath my feet
or the way ahead of me.

i'll surely drown
if i'm pulled down
the way ahead of me.

my world

credit: saaaz
i float along in a world all my own
where i'll pass you by, all alone.
like a traveler drifting through,
i'll only be around for a minute or two.
i don't need a lot of space,
but i can't seem to find my place.
no matter how small my world may be
it seems way too big for just me.

forgotten

credit: げみ
history will not remember me
but this cafe will
if only because of the bill.

it's my favorite spot
because i can enjoy being alone
while others are on their phones.

it feels good to go unnoticed;
it's a liberating feeling
from thoughts that send me reeling.

i am free when forgotten.

i casually sip my latte
and i cannot see
anyone looking at me.

i can close my eyes
and take in the muted voices
while i analyze my choices.

it's rather amusing to go unnoticed
when you're a ghost
casually sipping on dark roast.

i am free when forgotten.

normal

credit: Tillie Walden
this world is beautiful
or so they say
but why, then, am i gray?

i am the forgotten palette
of muted tones
and aching bones.

i am not normal.

i'm surrounded by colors
so varied and vibrant
while mine are silent.

in a world so vivid
it seems i stand apart
because of my gray heart.

i am not normal.