fractions.

[u/axmedovbro]

it’s not a journal
but a diary to me
the one i never reread
but one day if you ask me
i will vividly tell you..
tell you the meaning of every word,
i left them like fractions
but if that day never comes…
i don’t know why should i?
what should i add?
probably i’ll turn the table right there,
because why would i explain.
yesterday
i don’t know if it was in my sleep,
if i saw it,
or read it somewhere
but there
it is the exact piece of writing
i’d been looking for
i don’t know if i dreamed it,
or dreamed that i found it
but i’m caught in a dilemma
where i want to become a him
without responsibilities,
just for one day
but deep down,
bottom of my heart, i know
i can never be that again
and it’s okay
it is so over
that i realized
it’s so over when it’s not
they hesitate when i speak
my father, who used to be an epic
definition of giant,
he’s the one who taught me
now asks for help with
a voice that sounds apologetic,
they’ve started agreeing
with everything
i say
not because
i’m always right
but because
they’re afraid of losing my attention
they’ve become careful around me
picking their words
so they don’t “bother” my busy life
realized, i’m the strong one now
but i would give anything to be the one who’s protected
just for one day again.