Category: Life VS Reality

I Understand – 17.10.2026

The weeks feel difficult to navigate on these glass-shard-covered pathways. You’re nearby, yet you won’t.

I can feel your energy. It’s screaming that you want to plug in and connect. Yet I sense that you’re holding back; through misaligned fear, you step back and restrain your thoughts in an attempt to force yourself to reset to a period before we connected.

Vulnerability is seeping from my soul. I have to stop myself from wanting to hug you. To dispel the mindset that I can bring you comfort, going against an innate fact that I know I can. For the first time in this lifetime, my patience is standing tall. There’s something eradicating the standard thoughts and processes. I’m deeply compelled to stay and be present for you.

Admittedly, I stopped fighting my feelings when I knew you created a safe space for me to express my raw thoughts and distinct emotions, without the gaze of societal judgements or the pressure of an incoming negative sound wave. 

Since Monday, my anxiety has been turbulent. I feel this deep urge to reach out and guide you into a warm embrace. I miss you.

This morning you found me selecting a suitable envelope, one that needed a little bit of tape. You came over, took my right hand in your left and expressed how much you’ve missed me. You guided me out, and I willingly followed, envelope still in my left.

There is no expectation. I want to show you the safe space I have for you. It’s at the volume you need, at the level you require, and, of course, if you would like to be hugged in silence, my arms are open. 

Friend – 30.04.2026

Her temperament is such that she recognises your stress and your inability to protect.

Of course, she will smile and send you positive words of affirmation. 

She has found peace, as our universe holds her up. She has found justice, having witnessed your demise, and it is a source of comfort to her mind.

She appreciates you showing her the true nature of a liar. 

Her prayers are being listened to, as it is only fair.

‘My friend, may your putrid soul burn through everything you value in life. May your tongue fall fast. May your substance rot and your lies curve and wrap you tightly. May your deceit eat through your passions, and your years shrivel up. Amen.’ 

Virality – 26.04.2026

Real ones will ask me for clarification.

The drama dogs will demonise my character and act shocked by the rumours they’ve heard.

It’s almost as if they’ve not been granted access to my inner thoughts and provided greater insight into human behaviour. Instead, they ride hard and raw on the tongue of the vocalised, manipulated versions of facts. 

May the fools be removed from my space.

May the innocent souls portrayed be highlighted.

May the man who wants more gifts post-celebration see his eyes turn a snotty green before he cries bile. 

Rest in peace to a friendship that died due to conversations in confidence, translated to create chaos and not factually correct.

For the mouth that channelled spores across the shared area, I hope you experience true pain and suffering—remnants of your contamination. 

Dame Unique

Unblocked: 13.02.2026

Unblocked


I don’t know why.


Thoughts never stop in the mind. A place where the red light means lust and the green indicates toxins, though it’s the amber that burns through.


Anxiety is present, and my heart rate is okay.


I cry because I’m upset.


Why is this life so difficult? Creation is easy for many, yet the masses become gods of chaos and delusion.
I wish I had never met you. But, I’m also delighted I did – Without the experience, I would not compose this text.

I’m finally out of the dark, for your clouds bore stains around this sphere.

Do you remember when I taught you how to swim? You dived right in, ice reclaimed the seal.


I saw you.


Your pain, your suffering.


I felt the air slip away, though you eventually stopped begging.

Okay, I’ll admit this. Narrow passageways aren’t for exploration; they remind you that blue is a beautiful colour.

Today: January 18, 2026

Lying in bed, feeling depleted as my energy falls even lower than yesterday.

My body is hot, and my thoughts are cold. I ache from the inside out. But who truly cares for me, but me? 

Dreams wane, and my drive steers off course. I feel a crash, though black ice is hard to see. 

Impactful.

The stars that surround my vision and highlight a metaphorical limit still glow. Sometimes I catch a flicker of their unison to show me that one day they will die.

For now, I stay in bed. Considering my life choices and craving a mind-massage.

Don’t reply.

Truth Hurts – 3.10.2025

I’m realising that I’ve been in an emotionally abusive relationship. 

He’s abused me for almost seven years. I understand now why my predecessors left and why my successors will leave. 

Regret is circulating through my body, wishing I had listened to myself more. For years, I have felt this deep repulsion at many actions he has taken. 

Yet, like many women out there, I’ve ignored them.

She – 25.09.2025 (End)

‘I’ll miss you now, but you’ll miss me the rest of your life.’ – Rosie

Today, she gave herself permission to let go. 

Though she felt completely dead inside, she knew that her weakness was the source of all her pain.

Today, she allowed her heart to open up and become the target. Her mind regurgitated memories of the lies he sang to her in the form of a unique connection and emotional bond.

Today, she created an opportunity for him to reassure her mind. Instead, he doubled down on his deceitful behaviour, and she sensed a hint of pleasure in his goodbye. It was akin to being bitten by a venomous snake and having the power to cure the heart. Choosing to smile in the face of someone who unequivocally valued you, prioritised you, and though you promised you’ll never hurt her. 

Your smile beams, glancing at the antidote and her life fading in…three, two, one.

Admittedly, the tears she created today were nothing in comparison to before. Her gift forced her to see the truth even before she was ready.

Her heart told her to stay and continued to pour into a non-existent soul. 

May she treat herself with kindness and stop wishing she never existed in such a heartless world. May her mind stop mocking her emotional intelligence and laughing at her inability to connect with a good man. May her memories stop belittling her luck, with constant reminders of all the red flags he stitched right before her.

Today, she gave herself permission to let go. 

She cried for forty-four minutes, switched the track to 16 Carriages by Beyoncé, wiped tears from her face, blew her nose, then sat back in bed and asked our universe for peace of mind.

September 25, 2025 (5)

‘I’ll miss you now, but you’ll miss me the rest of your life.’ – Rosie

Today, she gave herself permission to let go. 

Though she felt completely dead inside, she knew that her weakness was the source of all her pain.

Today, she allowed her heart to open up and become the target. Her mind regurgitated memories of the lies he sang to her in the form of a unique connection and emotional bond.

Today, she created an opportunity for him to reassure her mind. Instead, he doubled down on his deceitful behaviour, and she sensed a hint of pleasure in his goodbye. It was akin to being bitten by a venomous snake and having the power to cure the heart. Choosing to smile in the face of someone who unequivocally valued you, prioritised you, and though you promised you’ll never hurt her. 

Your smile beams, glancing at the antidote and her life fading in…three, two, one.

Admittedly, the tears she created today were nothing in comparison to before. Her gift forced her to see the truth even before she was ready.

Her heart told her to stay and continued to pour into a non-existent soul. 

May she treat herself with kindness and stop wishing she never existed in such a heartless world. May her mind stop mocking her emotional intelligence and laughing at her inability to connect with a good man. May her memories stop belittling her luck, with constant reminders of all the red flags he stitched right before her.

September 25, 2025 (4)

‘I’ll miss you now, but you’ll miss me the rest of your life.’ – Rosie

Today, she gave herself permission to let go. 

Though she felt completely dead inside, she knew that her weakness was the source of all her pain.

Today, she allowed her heart to open up and become the target. Her mind regurgitated memories of the lies he sang to her in the form of a unique connection and emotional bond.

Today, she created an opportunity for him to reassure her mind. Instead, he doubled down on his deceitful behaviour, and she sensed a hint of pleasure in his goodbye. It was akin to being bitten by a venomous snake and having the power to cure the heart. Choosing to smile in the face of someone who unequivocally valued you, prioritised you, and though you promised you’ll never hurt her. 

Your smile beams, glancing at the antidote and her life fading in…three, two, one.

September 25, 2025 (3)

‘I’ll miss you now, but you’ll miss me the rest of your life.’ – Rosie

Today, she gave herself permission to let go. 

Though she felt completely dead inside, she knew that her weakness was the source of all her pain.

Today, she allowed her heart to open up and become the target. Her mind regurgitated memories of the lies he sang to her in the form of a unique connection and emotional bond.