She sits at the desk, biting the end of the pen. The ink hovers over the dotted line. Diving head first into uncharted waters Her initials slowly form Loops act like waves Until they break Don’t forget to cross your t’s

In the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take.

Our friendship begins it’s inevitable fizzle A platonic spark left marooned I’m left thinking about how it could have been Every night instead of every moon

It’s something we pondered Something we dreamed Something alleged but never seen

And now Surely the door must be closed Surely the light has been put out

Alone I sit Alone I wonder In the end we only regret the chances we don’t take

Shout out to XOXO,Zain for inspiring this. You did something very similar to this with the promot and your writings. So here is what I think my top 5 poems are.

[Lonely together]

The feeling grips at my chest, Pulls on my heart, Compresses my lungs, Evelops me whole.

My mind body and soul, a void of all emotion, but sadness, and loneliness .

The silence is so loud, It hurts my head, It leaves to much to the imagination . I need a quiet silence.

One friend among all. They say fish in the sea, But not to me, For I am one, in a lone tank.

I sit alone, Reading a book, Scrollinh a feed, Listen to me scream.

I need a lover Or a fighter. I need a friend Or a survivor.

Feel my heart beat, Listen to my lungs breathe, Watch my eyes blink, We are human you and me.

I am one in the same, Different though I may be. Just a quirk, Unfixable but lovable.

I cry with lights out, Write until my hands bleed, Shower with lava, and stay up till 2.

I need a friend, me and you? But no there are others, You would choose first

I never come second, or even third. Its the worst, I am a last priority.

I get texts on my birthday, from people who never reach out, People who used to love me, But now our friendship is a drought.

I wish to explore, and immerse. I wish to have so much joy, I could burst!

But I sit alone, Bored at home. A lonely poet, Don’t you know it?

But if you were my friend, Would you leave me in the silence, Or would you join me, So we could be lonely together?

[Crying over Birthday Cake]

Crying over brithday cake, sitting to my front. One flickering candle. Icing full of rot.

Number 14, seven times two two times seven, Two lonely numbers, Does that mean I am alone?

Tears stream down my face, Rivers a salty flow. While the candle flame shifts too and fro.

No party for me. Lonely and boring: describes me too a tee. Friendless and lifeless as can be.

Just lunch, some presents, Maybe a song, But I knew all along.

I planned it this way, So why should I be sad? Family is better than a party. So I guess I should be glad.

Turning 14, much older than before! Seems so small, which hurts all the more.

13 is gone, a new year is born, This year will be better, I have sworn.

Crying over birthday cake, This year we will see, Will it be better? Happy birthday to me.

[Belivers Monster]

Their imagination runnin wild, Their Heart beats like a drum, Thinkin answers, no one else could. Thinking bout’ adventure, Something extraordinary , and new. Dreamin wishin thinkin, of something, someone, beautiful. Rainbows and animals, flowers of glory. But cries of the needy, and helpless. End never comes, Peace never comes, Always suffering. Its a believers monster. Funny how their happy when they fight war in their brains. Reading of kings and queens, their splendid escapades , but their deaths, and crimes, one in the same. Funny how they laugh when they feel so trapped. See the world behind their eyes, and youll never go back. Funny how they smile, with tears in their eyes. Dreaming of love at first sight, kissing at midnight, while seeing heartache, ‘n pain ‘n sorrow. Funny how they love, when they feel suffocated, by their own lungs. Playing out a story, of success and achievement, feelin the failure, and disappointment, instead. Funny how they seem ok, when they are stuck, in their heads. nothing to call it but one, Its a belivers monster.

[Poison Desire]

Poison desire, Sofly, Slowly, Dying. A brilliant broken flower. Breathing wants. Bledding needs. An angel sighs at your greed. A hug, an eternal embrace. Whispering words of wisdom, like liquid fire on my lips. An ocean of tears, as you beg for forgiveness. Your pleads a rythmic prayer. You have been stripped of your identity, Your are nothing but a naked soul, in a broken body. Day by day, you crumble to dust, devoured by life, and your mistakes. Surronded by reminders, of your past. You cant smile, you cant cry, you can only be. Still and fragile, as a porcelain doll. Sat in a glass doored cupboard, Looking down upon others, with a look of shame. Decaying away, enveloped in regret, you kiss your life goodbye, as you fade into the clouds, The sky your sister. I still feel you in the breeze, or in a gentle brush, I still linger near your place, longer than i should. But i know you were a prisoner, here on earth. Though my heart throbs for you, I will let you be, A star in the universe. Good luck, my always and forever.

[Monster in the mirror]

You made me hate myself , Told me I was ugly, Said I was annoying. Your uttered words, Leaving holes in my heart. You spit daggers. Shoved hate down my throat. You tied me up in fear. Made me question my will to live. You made me hate my acne, You made me hate my scars, You made me hate my body, You made me hate my heart, You made me hate everything i had ever known. So now I look in the mirror and I see a monster.. I see pictures and belive I am utterly repulsive I see you and I shake, I see you and I want to scream, I see you and I want to cry. Do you feel that? Feel the walls closing in? Do you feel that? Feel my world falling apart? Now when I hear my own voice I want to gag. Now when I read my writing I am disappointed. Now when I look at myself I feel ashamed . You pushed me down a never ending hole, And now I cant get out. Do you hear that? Hear my voice start to crack? Do you hear that? Hear my pained screams? Now when I look deep inside to inspect my soul, I see a peice of trash, Kicked to the curb. Now when I look at my face, I wish for it to change. I used to think I was pretty, What the fuck is wrong with you? You wanted me to die, And I agreed for a time. Was it just a thought? Yes. Was it painful and awful to think? Yes. Do you see that? See the girl who hates herself? Do you see that? See the girl who cries? You pushed me to the ground, And I havent gotten up. You are the monster in my life, You are the demon in my path, I hate you, And I am not afraid to say it. You created the monster in the mirror Not me. You hurt me. Caused deep scars. Just leave me alone. You can run and you can hide, Because I have no will to find you, Because you are the dirt on my shoes, You are a paper straw, Useless and flismy. So leave, and never return, Dont hurt anyone else, Nonone deserves this, Not me, Not you, Not anyone, Not anymore. Do you hear me? Go the fuck away.

All my hopes come by the night I dream. To awake to fruity aromas and running hugs. And the curtains are looking lively right? The house is alive with love.

To awake to fruity aromas and running hugs No dust or dim lit lights-only fullness of peace And the curtains are looking lively right? The ambiance of divine music healing plants.

No dust or dim lit lights-only fullness of peace. The elephant ears dance it’s like a lazy sway The ambiance of divine music healing plants. From high to low E it was my saving favor.

The elephant ears dance it’s like a lazy sway. Let the front porch breathe with open embrace. From high to low E it was my saving favor. All my hopes come by the night I dream.

Every untaken chance Every unspoken word Every unexpressed thought Every unexplained action

In the end, these catch up In the end, these chances, words, thoughts, actions They’ll come back

These moments define us. These moments shape our path, shape our life These moments make us who we are And in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take

one day she told me to go out with her one day she told me to listen to her one day I talk to her, and here I am now regretting everything I did I just want those days back in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take .

Just as another bud of the plant I saw and ignored Later when I looked at you again, the yellow circle felt like just another flower in the garden Sitting and swinging with the wind Looking in a direction with nothing to think Little did I know that you were the sunflower Sitting and looking at the sun and swaying while singing love songs in your heart Little did I know that I was your sun Now that I look back I see a chance that I lost A turn I missed in reaching my success A step I forgot to build in the stairs to reach heights And mostly a smile to get me going each day But in the end we only regret the chance we didn’t take

The anxitey to push foward many people fear. missing chances of a life time due to other input aspirtions shot down dreams and hopes fall in the end,we only rerget the chances we didnt take.

To try something new is to leap before looking While it can be scary, the scariest decision is always the right one The fear of leaping and dying is a fear that so many have But if you do leap, you’ll find it to be the fear of living Because in the end, we only regret the chances we didn’t take

He walked pass her in the hall, smiles and says hi, with eyes shimmering, lighting up her face. She walked pass him in the hall, waves and nodds, her lips curve the perfect line, she smiles the smile that decorates her face.

With the sound of ringing bell, he enters the classroom, holding back the desires to search for her face, to hide the burning heart insides him, that is screaming her name. Quietly, she sits, down alone in the front seat, waiting for his entrance, hoping that maybe he'll walk slower today, so the image of him would linger 6 seconds instead of 5.

His phone light up with her name, his eyes blinded by his nervous heart, "do you like somebody," she carefully asked, his fingers shaking his eyes fixed, trying to see through the screens deep into her heart. Her heart beats as her figure swip across the screen, "do you like somebody," she types with a beating heart, is he going to say yes? is it going to be her? questions surrounds her heart like clouds covering up the bright shinning sun.

"idk, I'm too busy to think about it," he types, "It's you, but I can't tell you," he thinks. "idk, I'm too busy to think about it," she reads, "in the end, we're only friends," her heart drops.

"do you?" he carefully types, "i like you," he thinks. "yes I do!" she answers, "it's you," her heart screams.

slience, slience, slience, his heart tangled like earbuds strings, his heart beated waiting for a response.

"I don't think he likes me back," she added, "come on, shoot your shot," she wished. "what made you think that?" he asked, "he's also really busy," she answered.

"does he like me?" she asks herself, her world in between darkness and light, is it sunset, or is it sunrise. His world in between the deep and shallow, diving deeper, blinded by fish swimming pass.

"he doesn't care" she persuaded herself, "she likes someone else" he warned himself.

the messages he left on read, the times he acted like he didn't care, the intentional ignorance of the hint, the rejections of a hangout, these are the signs she persuaded herself with.

the avoidance of convosation, the question of someone else's birthday, the repeating mention of "friends," the confessions of liking someone else, these are the signs he persuaded himself with.

but he's all she thinks about at night, she's the best part of his everyday, his feet always pointing towards her, her eyes always fixed upon him, the flickering eyes, the sincere smiles, the goodbyes and the hellos, those are the signs they both ignored, telling themself to stop overthinking.

In the end, he never confessed his love to her, In the end, she waited day and nights, In the end, he wanted to stay friends with her, In the end, she was too scared to ask him out again, "he doesn't like me," "she doesn't like me," those are the thoughts in the end. In the end, we only regrets the chances we didn't take.