Pieces of Me in Every Line

Assalamualaikum, hi guys. We meet again :) 

I happen to have some free time today while working—enough to sneak in a little blog post. I've actually been thinking about writing here more consistently, maybe once a week. I’ll try my best, okay? Not a promise, though 😅. I know this post might not get many (or any) readers, and maybe it’s just me here. But that’s okay. I started this blog simply because I love writing and sharing random thoughts and things I care about—no pressure, just vibes hihi.

So, straight to today’s little agenda:
I want to talk about one of my coping mechanisms.

Some days can be tough—emotionally, physically, or sometimes both. And for me, it’s especially hard when it hits on the emotional side. It often feels like something’s stuck in my chest and every breath is heavier than the last.

I used to rely on people to let it out—talking to my friend, my sister, or unintentionally unloading everything onto my partner, which would usually leave him worried. While talking helps in the moment, it eventually made me feel worse. I'd end up feeling like a burden or a loser for complaining about things that maybe weren't that big of a deal. It felt unhealthy to keep doing that. And sometimes, I’d start to wonder: Do they feel overwhelmed listening to me? Have their thoughts about me changed because of what I’ve shared?

So, I decided to change my way of coping. Maybe it’ll be better?

(Haha, here I go again—overthinking. But well… that’s just part of me :) )

That’s when I started keeping things more private, letting myself feel things first and try to understand them—because sometimes it’s just heat-of-the-moment emotions. That’s when poetry became a safe space for me. I’ve actually been writing poems for a long time, but only recently has it become a consistent way for me to deal with these lingering feelings.

And now, the highlight of this post—my poems.

It honestly makes me so happy to share these with you, but also a little nervous and embarrassed 😳 LOL. These poems are deeply personal—sharing them feels like opening a window straight into my heart XD! But I hope you’ll just enjoy them for what they are. Maybe you’ll analyze them, maybe you’ll make some guesses here and there—but at the end of the day, they’re just emotions I’ve turned into words.

One thing about me: once I let it out, it’s no longer sitting in my chest.
All these chaotic feelings? They become a kind of emotional art.

And that’s what’s so mesmerizing to me—how different I feel now, compared to when I first wrote these.

So… no hard feelings, okay guys? Just a little heart art from me to you. 
Enjoy ! :D

16/9/2024

Ignorant eyes that pass the flaws,

truth lingers still, unspoken laws,

There's much to cherish in what you hold,

countless blessings,stories untold

open your eyes-not just once, but again-

to see to feel to embrace the rain,

feel the warmth of contentment rise,

in the richest of now, find your skies

17/9/2024

An empty shell,

within the vast beach,

painted orange sky still,

hinting blue purple peach,

easily trouble kid,

wonder what's with her skit,

happy but sad bit,

and with void sit

What do you want lost soul,

nothing, im just an empty shell,

shed skin, no soul,

just an empty shell

7/4/2025

It's a wonder,

how quickly passion slips away,

I once held science like a cherised dream-

turning mysteries into meaning

finding magic in every answer.

I remember the way my heart would race,

the smile will lift, couldn't hide

like falling in love

for the very first time

sad along the way,

the colors fade,

was it silence after every effort,

the echo of being unseen?

or simply the emptiness,

of havein no family near to share it with

Love, Yana