My mind is empty

A void in my body

When do I start living?

I’ve set myself a path

But now it’s long gone

Whispers in the air

Mumbles in my soul.

Remember when we used to laugh uncontrollably, our faces tilted towards the sun,

When we used to have real conversations?

When we cried and smiled, and hugged and felt?

I shall never forget.


I work on autopilot

No one will ever know

I’ve taken so many breaths

But how many moments have taken my breath away?


I laugh, I cry, I shout.


And they will never know

Youth in me


The train has left me at the station

No map, no direction.

I gues I’ll just let myself create a new path, then


Make it count.

תמונה קשורה


This little poem was written in about 3-5 minutes. It was incredibly, completely therapeutic, the words just spilled out of me when I thought I had nothing to write and was about to go to bed. I didn’t even realize what I was writing until I read it afterwards haha. It was amazing. No editing, no nothing. It had been the most amazing therapy.

Would love to hear what you have to say, and if you’ve ever experienced anything like it, too.

Thank you, dearly.

Kai 😉


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