Mm i just write about my feelings and decor them by poem or thoughts
#Pages of my life "i know it sounds cringe"
undone lake
So today i wrote this poem on my dairy
Title - Bread
date-18/12/2025
There was a girl who needed bread,
Not just to live, but live instead.
Only to find crumbs, not the bread.
A glance, a play, then ran away,
“This is food,” her voice would say.
“There’s tomorrow, there is time…
I guess I will be fine.”
But crumbs don’t feed — they only tease,
Too harsh for fragile pieces.
Slowly, the girl began to starve,
Not in her body, but in her heart.
watched others, what they ate,
While smiling at her fate.
“Crumbs will keep me whole,”
While craving ate her soul.
At last she died with a body full of holes
undone lake
Mm i didn't remember the date but
