vasubmama

Into the Void

Into the Void. Exactly where my feelings go.
Into the Void. Exactly where I disappear.
Into the Void. Exactly where my relationships progress.
Into the Void. Exactly where you anticipate the origins of monsters.
Into the Void. Exactly where my worth has slid.
Into the Void. Exactly where my success is found.
Into the Void. Exactly where I should return.

the paper that is me

7 months ago. March 29, 2024 at 2:31 PM

the paper that is me

white, but smudged beyond use

torn, tattered, crumpled

i lie in the trash heap

screaming that there’s still room

to nobody interested

i’m picked up only to be discarded again after i have completed the latest task

at least it was a little longer this time

the rest of the garbage doesn’t want me

any more than the one who picked me up

i’m the piece of paper wanting to be used

but deemed not worthy

left

crumple

and

die

Innocent Me(sub female){Protected} - We are all tattered and torn, but no one decides whether you're trash or treasure except you. You might be crumpled, but that doesn't mean you're not beautiful. We all have our creases and we all have been discarded by those who aren't meant to see us for who we are. I think you're amazing . <3

7 months ago

vasubmama - Thank you

7 months ago

TwinkleEyes{N/A} - Your beauty shines from within out. Hugs 🤗

7 months ago

vasubmama - Thanks

7 months ago

DarkNisha{Jackdaws} - You write beautifully. Only you can ever be the judge of yourself. No one else has that right to you tell you that you are not worth it. Keep on being brilliant!

7 months ago

vasubmama - Thank you for your kind words

7 months ago

Jack in the box -
😔🌹

7 months ago

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