✨ What They Don't See ✨

✨️Short poem✨️

Author Bio - Delaluna
Delaluna writes from the spaces between light and shadow. Her words drift through mood swings, memory, and the private corners of the mind. She explores what it means to feel deeply and to heal slowly, shaping quiet thoughts into soft, dark poetry. Her work is for anyone learning to become the version of themselves they once needed.

I close my eyes
to step into the world I built in my head.
A world where I feel close to perfect-
a lie I tell myself sometimes.

I don't want perfection.
Perfection steals peace,
and I'm not willing to lose that.

I want to fight my battles
and actually win.
I want to stand in the darkness
and still find my light.
I want to be free.

People are everywhere,
yet some days I get so tired.
I wish life was easier
than it chooses to be.

I cry-
not because something is wrong,
but because I can't always explain
what's happening inside me.
I cry when I feel misunderstood,
when the weight in my chest becomes too heavy
for anyone else to see.

They see a happy girl
-or something close to it.
But behind that, my mood shifts on its own.
I can be sitting alone
and suddenly the past knocks on my door,
bringing memories I didn't ask for.

It hurts.
It changes me.
It can take me from happy
to sad, tired, or just blank.

And it's worse when the person
who caused some of that pain
is close to you-
someone you're supposed to trust.
People say, "They want the best for you,"
but not at the cost of my mind,
not at the cost of my peace.

Even when the heartache returns,
I try to do little things that bring me joy,
even if it's just for a moment.

Right now, I'm sitting inside my wardrobe.
It's dark, quiet-
the only place where my mind feels clear.
Alone time teaches you things
you didn't know you needed to learn.

I've said a lot,
and still not enough.
Even if I tried to tell everything,
the stories would never truly end.

So I'll keep writing.
And you'll keep seeing me.