Fragments of Feelings

 I don't really know what I want,  No vision clear, no treasure hunt. Don't know where life is meant to go, ten years? twenty? I don't know. Will I be happy? Will i be whole? Still chasing dreams or losing control? Will I be married, sipping tea? or just a softer version of me? But one thing's clear within this blur, I know exactly who I were. I know the ways I use to bend,  Just to feel wanted, just to pretend. I know the yes I didn't mean, The "I'm Okay" that feel obscene. I played it though, but truth be told, I cried in corners, feeling cold. But now I'm done with shrinking down, I'm learning how not to drown. I want to say no without fear in my chest, choose me first. I deserve the rest. Not out of pride, not out of spite, But because I've dimmed my inner light. I want my voice to echo loud, Not just in ears, but through the crowd. And yeah, the future's kind of wild, A haunted maze, a lost, scared child. But what messes me up the ...

  Welcome. This space wasn't built for perfection. It was built for aching. It was stitched from the quite corners of my heart, pieced together with questions that never found answers, and nights that stayed too long. This is not a story with a beginning or an end. It is a collection of moments, soft collapses, scattered thoughts and feelings that didn't know where else to go. You won't find clarity here, only honesty. Really. You won't find advice, only survival. Some of these words were never meant to be read.  But here they are. If you are tired, stay. If you are hurting, read slowly. If you feel too much, welcome home. This is Fragments of Feelings. This is my shelter. These are my whispers. and maybe, somehow, they're yours too. Thank you for stepping in.  You don't have to understand. Just... Feel.