I am lost.
I was broken long ago.
Tried to fix myself but I don't know
How much is me
And how much is the seeds
Planted in my memories,
A darkness hidden deep.
So push me down
To the ground,
......
Don't forget, don't forget who you are,
Keep fighting to find yourself.
Don't listen, Don't listen to those voices,
That keep telling you who you should be.
All over are other people's reflections.
In a maze of mirrors, think twice before you choose yourself.
......
Color me slowly,
lilac mist across my face—
the hush of dusk before I go.
Let soft sky blue gather
across my chest,
a quiet kind of silence
like a cloudless day
hiding me,
like a secret that lingers.
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By Ujjal Mandal, India
Thoughts have a continual succession
of complacency or anxiety,
black thoughts paint me a fire fly
that emits light mere in the darkness.
I am like the flowing air
neither I have head to think
nor the arm to catch,
......
Dear Adelana Victor Blaqhárt,
I need to make this crystal clear: stay out of my way. The path I’m on is one I’ve carefully crafted, and the vision I have for myself demands no interference—not even from me. I’ve spent enough time second-guessing, doubting, and overthinking. I can no longer afford the luxury of hesitation or the noise of self-imposed limits. So hear this—if you, I, ever attempt to sabotage what we’ve built, if you hesitate when you should leap, or if you take one step back instead of moving forward, I will not forgive you.
You’ve fought too hard to let yourself remain stagnant, to let fear or insecurity hold you back. Do not test me. I’ve been patient, I’ve been understanding, but I’ve had enough of this struggle. I have set goals, I’ve placed myself on a trajectory that demands all of my focus and strength. If you ever even think about derailing that, I will shut you down. There’s no room for doubt, no room for weakness, no space for hesitation. You either rise to meet the person you’ve promised yourself to be, or you get out of your own way. This is no longer a negotiation.
I know you, your brilliance, your creativity, your drive. But I also know your tendencies to question, to overthink, and to stall. The world won’t wait for you to find the courage; it won’t wait for your permission to move forward. So here’s the deal: stay out of your own way, or face the consequences of wasted potential. I won’t tolerate it. We’ve come too far.
From Adelana Victor,
You.
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I Will Stay
a blessing for the body I live in
I see you.
Not in passing—
not with pity
or with distance—
but eye to eye.
Tender and steady.
I bless the boy
who cried into silence,
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you stand, fist raised,
against the mountain’s face.
each strike an echo
that only you embrace.
you call it yoga.
i call it poking the moon.
so drop the hammer,
left or right.
let your hand
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Memories wash over me,
seafoam retreating to reveal something deeper under the sand
I dig in my toes, feeling the cool water between the grains cushioning my feet
emotions rising up within me like the new tide
The waves crash, violently, thunderously
The flash of lightening a shock to the senses
The air is crisp, electric as the rain begins to pound down
......
The smallest room can feel like a cavern
When you’re alone with your own fear and insecurities
As I sit on an unfamiliar bed, with unfamiliar sheets
And listen to the sound of an unfamiliar person
Am I changed forever now?
What is coming for me in the future?
Uninitiated, yet thrown into a world dominated by pain and self hate
......
My mind is outside
looking inwards to observe
fighting with myself