Lack of air supply
I feel like I am dying
Will I ever breathe?

I sit alone in this empty room,
Where memories linger and shadows loom,
The clock ticks on but time stands still,
As I wait here, right where you left me, still.  

In the quantum realm, particles dance. 
Uncertainty weaves their fate— 
They exist in superposition, both here and there. 
The future, a shimmering haze of probabilities.

Morning mist veils the landscape, 
Softening edges, blurring boundaries. 
We step into the unknown, leaving traces— 
Footprints dissolving in the ethereal.

The night sky unfurls, a canvas of wonder.
Each star a question mark, a possibility.
We trace imaginary lines, connecting dots,
Creating stories from celestial dust.

The horizon stretches, a gossamer veil,
Concealing secrets yet to unfold. 
The future tiptoes on the edge of dawn, 
Its footsteps silent, its face obscured.

By the shore where waters caress,
Sands that glisten and sparkle, are smooth and white.
Dreams emerge, a emerge a longing confess,
Of the mind and soul’s deep fright.

The night falls like a soft velvet blanket.
Dreams awaken, skies shone bright,
The moon rises, calm and confident,
Bathed in soft, ethereal light.

Ancient places where dreams reside,
Shapes lingers soft and slow,
Slumbers peaceful like a warm sunny day
In which washes away what we already know.

In the crack of dawn, my dreams cease
Hallucinations in the morning light,
Sunlight dabbles, painting my face
Illuminating dreams of happiness and fright.

It hits like a venomous snake, 
Pricking your skin and entering your soul

In the garden where blossoms once danced, where laughter echoed through sun-kissed air,
I wandered, seeking solace and romance, but found my lover standing there

When I first saw you, 
Time felt very slow, 
Like the act of a Broadway show

What is Love? 
Is it just a four-letter word? 
Is it complicated? 

For so long I was
Numb,
Unhealthy,
Unhappy

For a long time
There wasn’t an option.
And on top of that,
Being silenced by embarrassment.

Such a beautiful soul,
but wasn't sure about her face,
Laughter that would light up the room, 
But she would get brushed away

Finally seeing the sunshine,
Actually feeling the rain