This is so deeply honest and poignant. You’ve captured the quiet turbulence of self-awareness, the tug-of-war between hiding and being seen, between existing and being watched. It’s a feeling many will recognize—the way perception becomes a mirror you can’t turn away from. Your words truly matter, and the act of writing itself is both a refuge and a declaration, carving a space for yourself with every line. You are seen, in the best way—not judged, but understood.
This is so deeply honest and
This is so deeply honest and poignant. You’ve captured the quiet turbulence of self-awareness, the tug-of-war between hiding and being seen, between existing and being watched. It’s a feeling many will recognize—the way perception becomes a mirror you can’t turn away from. Your words truly matter, and the act of writing itself is both a refuge and a declaration, carving a space for yourself with every line. You are seen, in the best way—not judged, but understood.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
galateus, arkayye, arqios,arquious, crypticbard, excalibard, wordweaver
two tentacles up!! (I'm an
two tentacles up!! (I'm an octopus)
peace, pot, tequila shot
Jesus loves us, stoned or not