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Beauty blooms in misery, Blog, Healing, Mental Health, Personal⚠️Experience, Spiritual Health April 28, 2025 Until We Meet Again There are only two things I can say now when it comes to thinking about you. One thing is SORRY:For not being strong enough to be there for you when you needed me the most.For not being able to be a heroic saviour in your story—slaying your demons while I paid attention only to being my own arch-nemesis in the story I was writing for myself.For focusing on maintaining my own balance while walking along the same edge of the abyss, just on the opposite side from you. The second thing I wish I could say is THANK YOU:For allowing me a chance to know you.For carving happy memories of you during the few moments we shared together in my psyche.For sharing laughs with me in front of the great unknown that would become our future.You never truly know your friend until all the chances of truly knowing that friend are no longer there for you. Our laughs, our sorrows, our joys, our worries, our dreams, and our ideas that we shared will be forever written in sand—sand that was washed away by the merciless waves of this endless ocean we call existence. Rest in peace until we meet again. Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Logged in as morfyz. Edit your profile. Log out? Required fields are marked * Message*

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Ode to Forgiveness

morfyz / April 13, 2025 / Leave a Comment / Beauty blooms in misery, Healing, Personal⚠️Experience / Emotional damage, Peace of Mind, Personal, Poetry, Raw, Stream of thought, Thoughts at 3 AM

Healing, Personal⚠️Experience April 13, 2025 Ode to Forgiveness I am sorry I came into this world as your mistake—The one you could not forgive yourself for.Instead of bringing wonders and cheer,A glimpse of me will forever haunt youWith all the opportunities you lost the dayI came into this world as your mistake. Because of me—the unwanted being in your place—You couldn’t find your happiness,Not even a trace of dignity.The perfect picture you tried to create for yourself,At the expense of your child’s innocent laugh,Was smeared the moment I arrived, bypassing your defense,As your mistake—the one. I am sorry I came into this world as your mistake—The one you couldn’t forgive yourself for.Instead of bringing wonders and cheer,I will forever poke at all the opportunities you lost that dayI came into this world as your mistake,The one you could not forgive yourself for. Because of me—the unwanted being in your place—You couldn’t find your happiness,Not even a trace of dignity.The perfect picture of your jolly familyWould have bloomedIf only you hadn’t met meOn my birthday… that was my first. I am sorry that I came to be—The unwanted bastard child you had to deal with.With no desire to endure my presence,When all I wanted was to use my tiny armsTo hug your sorrows away, but never cling to yours.The only thing I wish for youIs that you find your peace—Because I finally forgive you. Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Logged in as morfyz. Edit your profile. Log out? Required fields are marked * Message*

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