Rollercoaster

I’m cold and it’s tiring,

I’m cold and it’s tiring,

My minds a blank slate and I, struggle to get my points on-

My hearts thumping but not enough to feed my soul,

But not enough to feed my mind-

Never mind- the blank slate isn’t just blank,

It has spirals all over and I keep getting dizzy,

My heads heavy-

My heads heavy and it’s so so tiring-

I’m done for the day,

Lying in my bed done for the day,

Though now looking back I can’t remember what I thought..

looking back feels like looking through a window in my previous soul,

Like a memory cut short,

Was I the same person then?

Surely I was,

Though maybe now I’m better

For feelings go through rollercoasters with our lives,

I was on the low then and am on the high,

So I should say now,

I’m not cold and it’s not tiring,

I’m not cold and it’s not tiring.

Yours truly,

love,

loafy 🤍

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oh hiiii,

It’s been a while since I wrote and posted something unfortunately and whilst studying for my exams I stumbled across my old half finished poem from last month.. and after reading it the emotion truly felt so.. distant. Which honestly couldn’t be more happy for but it truly makes me think that difficult emotions truly pass, no matter how impossible it might seem now.. it’ll pass don’t you worry<3

I love you all so muchhh and you best believe I’ll be really back with a good planned post after my exams finish promiseeee 🤍🤍🤍 (ooh and if anyone wanna do collabs I would love toooo I mean idk what it would be about but we’d figure it out 🤠)