Im empty, here and there.
A big hole placed where my heart used to beat to find
Joy
Love
And fear.
There are dimensions of misplaced memories lying in there, every piece showing a different side ;
A kaleidoscope
With shapes and patterns but with no particular image that stands out.
And maybe as i write this to you,
I might start to feel the pieces from every dimension to make space for another jagged memory.
And maybe,
This memory will make me feel,
Maybe this memory will speak for me and tell you
That I've been trying to heal.
Written By @sincentralsposts
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Depth of open spaces
I find that perspective very close ended and lacks any perceivable knowledge about oneself
Instead,
Everytime ive been in a place that felt bigger than life
I wanted to fill all that space
With all the depth i have in me
I know im putting it in simple words
But like
I go there and i see how big and vast it is
And it makes me think deeper
Breathe deeper
And finally free myself up to make use of the big space and let myself occupy it
Now it sounds too vague
Like when i see it ,
I dont feel like my problems are small and the world is so big
Instead
I feel like the world is so big and so am i
And this world was made this big so no one ever feels small ; no part of them is small and that in itself feels freeing
That nothing about me needs to be small when the world itself is so big
Its big so that u can take space
Not that the world is so big that it consumes you
like if you save
This is the last time
That I'm truly here
In every possible way.
Because I've let this place go.
With every visit,
I lose one core memory
Only for it to be replaced with another one elsewhere.
So if you ever ask me,
Why I am done
I'll tell you why.
Because there isn't any of me left here
To come back to.
-simra.t