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Why do I allow myself to be consumed by life that is only malignant?
Why don’t I let in the beautiful part of it, instead?
When, what, when, why?

~ Elveda
(1/4/25)

Do the conflicting feelings of when life begins, ever go away?
When will it be my turn to receive love just as much as I give it away?
Why do I give so much love away?

When will I accept the battles I’ve won, and be proud of them?
What about the battles I’ve lost, and the lessons they taught?
When will I embrace love and cherish it? Does it come naturally?

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I mourn myself, for I haven’t been me.
I’ve been someone else.

~ Elveda
(12/6/24)

Instead, I watch my life be lived through others. My own goals and dreams being in the palms of others… while they’re still out of reach for me.
No matter how tall the handle, it will always be out of reach. My fingers will always slightly graze the edge.

For I believe, that I am not me.
I live the life of someone else, stuck in a body I didn’t ask for, and a fruitless life that doesn’t accept my hardships as goals.

I mourn the person I didn’t know, never met, nor understood.
I mourn the person I should be.
I live in this feeling of uncertainty, always questioning every idea, thought, action, and word, that’s escaped me.