"ꜱᴀꜰᴇ" ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ

ᴍᴏᴏɴ

What do I do with all this pointless yearning
for a life that I can't ever live?

What do I do with all these dreams
I thought would fill the void in me,
And now, how can I love the life I live
When I hold a better world in me?

Where do I keep these people
Whom I know better than those I know?
How do I fill this longing
For a home that's far from home?

Funny, that I know people
Whom I don't know
Better than I know me.

Funny, that I know places
Which I don't know
better than I know my street.

And now where do I keep this longing?
What do I do with this yearning?
Where do I hold this love
For something I can't hold?

Tell me, what I am to do,
With this fever-like love,
Love for something I can never have
Love for something that never was.

Where do I keep these dreams that can never be?
What do I do with the version of life that only exists in my mind?
How do I love the world in me and the world I'm in?
Tell me how I am to keep going, knowing the dreams I'll never find?

I close my eyes and I'm walking a street
And there are friends waiting for me
I open them and I remember
Those are people I'll never meet

I close my eyes and there's so much to see
There's so much to live for, so much to be
There is no better version of me
I close my eyes and there's nowhere else I'd rather be

The moments I love most in life
Are the ones that never were,
The nights, where I rest without thought
The in-between fake scenarios

And now where am I to hold this love
For something intangible? 

Tell me who I am,
And don't say that you're you
Cause there's so many me's
I forgot which one is true

Tell me who I am,
When I'm not stuck in dreams?
What's my role in this world,
Outside from my safe haven?

Tell who I am,
And not what I've become
What am I to do?
Or where am I to run?

What do I do with all this pointless yearning
for a life that I can't ever live?

  • Author: ᴍᴏᴏɴ (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: September 18th, 2026 12:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: POV youre a fangirl 😍💥
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • sorenbarrett

    The mindset that one can not catches us by the foot and holds us back. A write of sadness over what one is not yet one can be anything if one lives it. Be what you want. Good write



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