Youbeaucupid

25. Title: Perfection will be my destruction My biggest fear, Is that, eventually You'll see me, The way I see myself. With every flaw, Every insecurity, Magnified. Exposed. The fear ...

24. Title: I won't give up because that's too easy. I won't give up, Nah, that's too easy, Too simple a solution To a complex battle. I am stubborn , ...

23. Title: I wish on stars because that is the only hope I have left In the dead of night, I find myself alone, Lost in a sea of silent ...

23. Title To be alive To live is to craft your own narrative, To sculpt existence from the raw clay of experience. It's more than mere existence, It's a symphony ...

22. Title: Cognitive distortions, part 1. Black and white bleed into shades of gray, As absolutes blur into uncertainty, Casting shadows where there should be light, And light where darkness ...

Hey @avianwings47! Thanks for swinging by and dropping some encouraging words

21. Title: Moonlight Remember those nights, Laying under the moon. You looked at me, And I looked at you. We laughed then sat back, In silence a bit, I kinda ...

20. Title: Meadows Running through the Meadows as the soft scent of lilacs caresses my nose. Fulling my head with the scent of peace, I feel my worries falling away ...

19. Leave me like the winter skies When you walk away Leaving behind a trail of memories Like a cat with crystal eyes Glimmering in winter skies I am left ...

18. Title: T-shirt Your t-shirt is still in my closet, A remnant of the past we once shared. Folded neatly among my other clothes, It sits in silence, untouched and ...

17. Title: Who are we? I never got to know you, But I want to get to know you. Yet that's such a hard task, When I never got to ...

16. Title: My thoughts scare demons I was shunned for being scared in the dark, so I always slept with a light on. But it wasn't the "monsters" in the ...

15. Title: Overthinking in my lover Overthinking is my lover, a constant companion, never leaving my side, no matter how much I beg it to. It wraps its tendrils around ...

14. Title: Two homes can't fit in one bag. Two homes can't fit in one bag, Yet here I am, a nomad of emotions, Carrying my life in a suitcase, ...

Ooo!! Your poem hit me right in the feels!! It's like you're narrating my own battle with clutter and memories. I could practically see those dust motes dancing as you ...