I Wish.

Identity

Who am I, if not a poet? What am I, if not a writer? What is my existence, And what is my purpose?

How do I relieve myself of these emotions, If not by bleeding myself on paper? How do I express myself to the world, If not by baring myself for everyone to see? What is my comfort, if not being vulnerable with words? Where do I go, if not to pen and paper? To whom do I share my happiness, sadness, My sorrows, and guilt? Where do I let out my anger, Before it turns me cold and sharp? Where do I pour out the storm, Before it drowns me? Tell me, what do I do, If not write?

Who am I, if not a poet? What am I, if not a writer? What is my existence, And what is my purpose?

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Am I getting a good grade in tumblr mutual?

My apologies, i didn't live up to your expectations.

You were my home.

My salvation.

My anchor.

And when you left,

I crumbled.

to the ruins.

She was just like the moon: lonely and untouchable, yet romantic and shrouded in mystery.

Why mother?

why did you tear me apart

when you should have kept me together ?

when you should have held me a bit closer ?

Why father ?

why did you pull me down

and drowned me in my tears

when you should have been my ladder ?

when you should have kept me warm under your wings ?

Why sister ?

why did you spat venom and killed me inside

when you should have been my pillar ?

when you should have hugged me tighter ?

when life reveals her wounds and broken soul,

help her heal

for she has suffered too much

in the name of love.

fuck it. be creative even if you never really *make* anything. write out plot synopses of stories and then move on. design OCs you'll never use. make mood boards and concept art and don't do anything with them. life's too short to forget everything that inspired you and creation doesn't have to be "complete" to be worth the time you put into it.

I know for sure that you can't help all families from Gaza that want to be evacuated from here but at least you can help those who come across your life. You have no idea how mentally and emotionally tiring this is. Asking for help is not easy. But when thinking that the price is my family's life and getting out of here safely, it just pushes me more and more to do this until i reach my goal, be able to attend my university abroad and achieve my doctoral degree dream after awarding prestigious PhD fellowship. Please donate and share to support us standing at this hard time. https://gofund.me/d597b8e2

I am a minor so i really cant help you. I apologize.

Please share this and help them!