#Poem 1

Everything’s been black and white lately.

i’ve been looking at myself in the mirror,

not recognizing the person staring back at me,

it’s like being a stranger to myself.

how did i get here?

how did i let my tears fill my cup

so far that i’m drowning in them?

now every day is the same,

every color is black and white,

every smile dull and cold.

my mind is scrambled, my thoughts are loud,

my skin is pale and my eyes are blank.

my heart is screaming,

but i don’t know what it’s screaming for.

for love.

for safety, maybe.

but there’s no trusting souls these days,

empty hearts walking around

pretending they’re full.

and i’m tired—

tired of searching for warmth

in places that only know how to freeze me.

still, somewhere beneath the static,

beneath the numbness and noise,

i hope there’s a color left in me.

even if it’s faint.

even if it’s shaking.

even if it’s just enough

to remind me

i’m still here.