Aujha Aye

I am enveloped by uncomfortable solitude,

the progression of minutes amplifies the unbearable silence.

Maneuvering mindlessly through endless days-

I anticipate their endings.

Defective coping mechanisms include telling myself, “you’re ok,”

they only work long enough to prove that they don’t.

As the weight of the world grows heavier




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It comes, it goes.

Yesterday, today, and tomorrow.

It all washes away with the progression of time.

We spend most of today

trying to recover it,

that yesterday.


We plan for tomorrow

tp spend energy on what was and what could be

instead of allowing ourselves

to live…



Aujha Aye

Aujha Aye

Creative, (always) hungry, and selective introvert living her best life. Join Medium: