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Misread Me
By Jay Catalyst
Yeah— once, long ago, you were mine.
But since then, I’ve built new bridges, found other friends, stitched new threads into my life.
Still… a few tangled strings kept us loosely bound.
I moved on. You didn’t.
I left because I was done— done with the lies, the cheating, the way you twisted truth until I doubted my own reflection.
You made me feel like it was all in my head. So many nights, I almost lost it. So many times, I almost wished I was gone.
Your control sat on a throne where love should’ve been.
But now— I’m alive again. I’m living for me.
And though you say you’re glad to see it, I see the strain behind your smile. Every kind gesture I offer, you treat like a breadcrumb trail back to us.
Santa Claus isn’t my name. My name is Catalyst, babe. And I haven’t changed.
I’m not coming back to the one who preferred to shatter me further instead of helping me rebuild with the pieces I’d already laid bare.
I’m kind by nature— that’s who I am. But don’t confuse compassion for invitation.
Every “good morning” isn’t a door reopening.
No. Emphatically— no.
I care. That’s my power. Even for those who never deserved it.
Even you.
Advice
by Philip Piarrot
The aggregate becomes wildly inappropriate
The sedentary nature of the general misgivings
Speaks urbanite vice to all and sundry...
Living and partially broken reeds
Elicit a come-uppance that is hardly fain
They seek but they shall not find...
Overall the luster is recombinant
The glow makes markers complicit with the rest
The statistics ticker onward
One divulges one’s intentions
In an effort wholly subsidiary to the lament
You could trash the eminent data
Close your eyes to the milquetoast buffoonery
That would work for a while
But what then?
When it comes to your door?
Seek not or you shall find
Is the advice one gives
Close your eyes and focus on other things
Slap yourself silly if that’s what it takes
But gird not your sanity with ire
If Destiny Allows
Two lost souls meet halfway, Wondering how the outside world works, Seeking peace, healing, and dealing with pain. That’s how I met you.
This is not a poem but a confession: At first glance, I never thought you would join my journey— A girl silently wandering, Met a lost soul traveling alone.
I never thought I would let myself meet someone new, Which is you. I suddenly whispered, “She’s out of my league.” But when you smiled, I realized I’d let you join my ride.
Days, weeks, and months of dating— My heart pounds When I whispered, “I love you” for the first time.
Seems perfect—too scared to touch, Afraid to be too much.
However, When two lost souls meet, If they’re not yet healed, Compatibility might be ruined. And it was.
We got lost in translation. I’m a soldier who can take a risk, But not you— Who’s still scared to fight for it.
Two lost souls decide to end their journey together, Will continue to wander separately, Picking up the pieces that are still shattered.
Lastly, Hoping to meet our healed versions, And if destiny allows us to meet again, It will be the best for us.

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Highly sensitive people don’t break easily. They break deeply. Empaths don’t withdrawal because they’re cold. They disappear because they are full. Full of energy that’s not theirs. Full of pain that didn’t start with them. Full of noise that won’t quiet unless they do. They feel what others ignore. They see what others deny. And if they don’t recharge daily, if they don’t unplug from the chaos, they’ll crash hard. Sensory overload. Emotional burnout. Nervous system collapse and no, you don’t see it. Not right away. But they’ll feel it in their bones. Empaths need rest. Stillness isn’t laziness. Time alone isn’t avoidance its survival, it’s repairing, it’s regulation. And if you love a sensitive soul, let them vanish to their room sometimes. They’re not running away. They’re coming back to themselves.
I see what you did there… 😈

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“Shoutout to myself because after everything I’ve been through, I still have a good heart”
— Unknown
Watching your reflection in the mirror,
Your gaze following suit of my fingers,
As they slowly strip each garment,
Getting so high on your every reaction,
The soft gasps that leave those lips,
That drives me insane with every kiss,
Feeling myself drip with the way you admire,
Every scar, every mark that lies upon my skin,
Making me feel desirable every time,
The need becoming almost intolerable,
There isn't a minute that I want to waste...
©️fallencalliope
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“Find someone who knows how to calm your storm.”
— Donna Aradini

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It is your show.
It is your universe.
There is no one else here, just you, and nothing is being withheld from you.
You are completely on your own.
Everything is available for direct knowing.
No one else has anything you need.
No one else can lead you, pull you, push you or carry you.
Jed McKenna