The room watches it—
this small survivor of hands,
choices, hesitation.
Nothing is truly useless
if it still holds its shape.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
The room watches it—
this small survivor of hands,
choices, hesitation.
Nothing is truly useless
if it still holds its shape.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#Dishes in the sink,
they lean on the counter, full—
not of food, but proof.
Courage looks like nothing here:
just a #human who #fed themself.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️ #MadMuse🙃🎭 — #MadGirlArt🎨🖌️😘
#Madpoetry #poetry #human #experience #art
#Dishes in the sink,
they lean on the counter, full—
not of food, but proof.
Courage looks like nothing here:
just a #human who #fed themself.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️ #MadMuse🙃🎭 — #MadGirlArt🎨🖌️😘
#Madpoetry #poetry #human #experience #art
Blue light on their face,
they becomes a silhouette
made of quiet ache.
The room leans in to listen—
even the shadows know Xem.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Blue light on their face,
they becomes a silhouette
made of quiet ache.
The room leans in to listen—
even the shadows know Xem.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Someone tried to smooth
the paper back— make it whole
but, the truth is that.
Once a thing has been crushed,
it's never quite whole again.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirlar #madmuse #poems #madpoetry #human #poetry #art
Someone tried to smooth
the paper back— make it whole
but, the truth is that.
Once a thing has been crushed,
it's never quite whole again.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirlar #madmuse #poems #madpoetry #human #poetry #art
Whatever it held—
a name, a plea, a promise—
is gone from the surface.
But the ghost of the message
lingers in folds, and lines.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Whatever it held—
a name, a plea, a promise—
is gone from the surface.
But the ghost of the message
lingers in folds, and lines.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
A #crumpled paper
waits on cold concrete, holding
the shape of a hand.
Even discarded things keep
the memory of pressure.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ #MadGirlArt 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
A #crumpled paper
waits on cold concrete, holding
the shape of a hand.
Even discarded things keep
the memory of pressure.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ #MadGirlArt 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Concrete underneath,
rough as a truth admitted
too late to take back.
Soft paper meets hard surface—
two kinds of breaking collide.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Concrete underneath,
rough as a truth admitted
too late to take back.
Soft paper meets hard surface—
two kinds of breaking collide.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
No matter the force,
paper never forgets touch—
it only #reshapes.
Every crease is a refusal
to become nothing again.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#Mad #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #surreal #art #writing
No matter the force,
paper never forgets touch—
it only #reshapes.
Every crease is a refusal
to become nothing again.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#Mad #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #surreal #art #writing
Blue light on their face,
she becomes a silhouette
made of quiet ache.
The room leans in to listen—
even the shadows know her.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Blue light on their face,
she becomes a silhouette
made of quiet ache.
The room leans in to listen—
even the shadows know her.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Light makes a sculpture
out of what was thrown aside—
a small resurrection.
Even ruin can be holy
when the angle is honest.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Light makes a sculpture
out of what was thrown aside—
a small resurrection.
Even ruin can be holy
when the angle is honest.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#Look closely: the folds
mimic ribs, a bent shoulder,
a breath held too long.
Paper becomes a body
when the #world presses on it.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#Look closely: the folds
mimic ribs, a bent shoulder,
a breath held too long.
Paper becomes a body
when the #world presses on it.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#TV #screen flickers—
a small, electric heartbeat
in a quiet room.
They, blink, watch themselves watching,
unsure which one is real.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#TV #screen flickers—
a small, electric heartbeat
in a quiet room.
They, blink, watch themselves watching,
unsure which one is real.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#Static in the dark,
They flip through empty channels
like old versions of
the person they used to be—
each one almost recognizable.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
#Static in the dark,
They flip through empty channels
like old versions of
the person they used to be—
each one almost recognizable.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art
Someone tried to write—
then tried to erase themselves
with a single #crush.
#Paper folds like paper #cranes
Edges along finger tips.
┗━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━┛
©️𑣲ᧁ!𝕣ꪶ ꪑꪊડꫀᝰ.ᐟ 🅜🅐🅓 🅖🅘🅡🅛 🅐🅡🅣
#MadGirl #poems #madmuse #madpoetry #poetrysky #human #poetry #art