thoughts in letters,

on a paper, as ink,

found their way, crumpled,

into a trashcan.

track list has changed.

FAVOURITES won't play again.

repeating old anthems,

drive me insane.

exclamations are replaced,

with rounded full-stops.

waiting is forgiven.

all reminders are off.

Originally written on 10.09.2020

When waitings are forgiven, life starts feeling more peaceful. Sometimes it's better to end the line before the excitement of an exclamation starts to feel suffocating. You don't have to set a reminder for a place where there's nothing left to be reminded of. Sometimes, it's okay to love the deafening silence over the rhythm we are so used to vibing with. It's life. The past doesn't always have to resonate.

There is a profound tranquillity in letting go, in allowing the unfinished sentences and unplayed songs to fade into the background. The crumpled thoughts and the silence between the notes create a new harmony, one that doesn't rely on old anthems or familiar beats. Life, in its ever-changing track list, teaches us that peace can be found not in holding on, but in the gentle release of what once was.

A/N:

I kinda regret the fact that I haven't been recording all those poems here on Wattpad back then, or I could have delivered it in phases - like a story, cause each of those angsty poems you'll find in this section once had been a burning emotion within me. I still can feel that fire licking on my soul as I read them.

Well, moral of the story is whatever you're going through you're gonna overcome it. Whatever you're crying for now, looking back in the future will make you laugh, either because it was stupid or because you faced it and survived. ^^