Proving the unworthy

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I want to share the pieces of my soul into your bones.
I want to share WHO I truly am into your own.
I want to show you—
I want to PROVE to you
the worth of my place in your life.

I know I don’t have anything to prove to anyone.
But I WANT to.
In every breath of my body.
All I want is to SHOW the truth of what my soul is to you.

But I fall short—
out of my own cowardice.
For I am too scared
to promise myself anything about you.

I’m here because I write to feel, to exist, to unpack all the things that hit too deep to say out loud. My work is raw, emotional, sometimes dark, sometimes searching for light. If you’re into honesty that trembles and writing that bleeds, you’ll get me here.

Content notes: mental health




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I don’t want to hate
or rage on species.

I want to cherish.
I want to grow.
I want to make it all fairer.

But deep in my blood,
I hold so much resentment.
I hold so much pain
towards such a species.

And that is all the more unfair—
for we all are human.

But how can I hold that truth upon myself
when they themselves
have failed
to do the same?




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BUT I MUST NOT

I want to say things I must not.
I want to breathe things I must not.
I wish I could show
all of these friends and dear family
the words I have written all over my body.

But so many must be unsaid.
So many are unjust.
So many
could never be understood.

So how could I ever?




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WHY MUST WE LOOK FOR WAYS OUT OF HERE?

I don’t know how to express
the longing my heart carries in this world.

When we are all forced to live as
animals, forced upon so-called “education”,
so-called “love”.

Why must we breathe the air that we do today
when all we do is waste it?

Like life isn’t worth living if not shallow.
Like life isn’t even WORTH
the longing, or pain, or DEATH, or suffering
it was always made for.

Why must we look for ways out of here?




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I can definitely sense the strong emotions (especially anger and frustration!) coming out of these first offerings, you may have joined NaPo late, but you're on a roll! Looking forward to seeing where you go next with your writing. (Welcome to NaPo!)
you should know i am a time traveler &
there is no season as achingly temporary as now
but i have promised to return




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i see it's your first napo---exciting! so glad you could join in on all the fun <3

i'm loving all the poems you have so far. i love that you're exploring themes of humanity. these poems are packed with emotion, but there's also a consistent theme of speaking about humans as "animals." these are themes i've thought about myself, so i can't wait to see more of your poetry this month!
it is always another hand that guides me.




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so excited that you're giving napo a shot this year <3 there's no such thing as being late! I'm looking forward to reading along with your thread - really interested in how you explore emotions here!
In a shadow there is the blessing of a shadow.
— Kuki Shūzō




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You are not what
some call perfect.
You are not what
some call kind.

You are—
simple,
and somehow endlessly complicated—
understanding
in ways I cannot name,
in a universe of things,
of words,
of places
I do not know—
not in the slightest,
not in the least,
not in the most.

But when you—
as you are—
care for me,
when you look at me so steadily,
like my pain could become yours,
like you might ache
just because I do—

something in me
refuses to settle.

Because deep in my heart,
I do not know what to trust.

I do not know
if you truly love me.

Not after all the times you’ve said it,
not after every explanation,
not after every moment
that should have been enough.

I do not know
what it would take
to believe you.

I try—
I pretend I understand
how you could love me,
that you do—

but even then,
I still don’t understand why.

Why you would.
If you even do at all.

And still—
I am supposed to know
that you do.




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"And still—
I am supposed to know
that you do."

That ending is just so splendid and well done for the overall poem! It blends in a truth likely true well while still being vague and uncertain about this other person, and even themselves.

I love the complications in this most recent poem! It is so earnest in how passionate the speaker is about this other person they speak of, while holding questions that likely stems from feelings caused by bigger events in the past that influences their complicated view about the other person now. the repetition and paused speech adds to the depth of these feelings being constantly deeply thought of and the nature of these feelings itself (deep and doubtful). While the pauses specifically are reminiscent of real speech, which grounds the tone to feel real while contemplating. The honesty and human emotion throughout your poetry adds so much, and makes your poetry even greater!
sunny



gonna be honest, i dont believe in the moon
— sheyren